This Actor Is Full Of Tricks

The torrential rain poured down, and Building 103 of Yangtao Street stood silently in the rain. After a few screams, it returned to silence.

The silence lasted for only half a minute before rustling sounds emerged from every corner of the street, as many things awakened in this rainy night.

Lin Jue looked at Li Mingcheng's frost-covered corpse and slowly retreated from the room.

He walked step by step up the stairs, the black blood on his raincoat dripping onto the steps with each step he took. At this moment, he seemed to transform into the real Fu Yu, returning to those nights of slaughter.

Arriving at the third floor, all the doors were tightly closed. Lin Jue stopped at Room 4 first, knocking on the door with a wrench.

"Landlord, are you home?"

"I've kicked Wu Fang out, and she's never coming back. She didn't even take her personal belongings from the closet. You can go to her room openly from now on."

There was no response from inside, but black blood flowed out from the gap between the door and the floor. This blood was filled with hatred and resentment, turning into black threads that缠绕着Lin Jue's ankles.

Lin Jue lifted his leg and stepped on all the black threads. He raised the wrench again. Since the thing inside wasn't going to open the door, he had no choice but to resort to violence again.

He had always been a gentle person, never using force unless absolutely necessary. All the strange beings he had encountered could attest to that.

Just as he was about to smash the door, the doors of Room 5 and Room 6 opened simultaneously, and two distorted figures rushed out.

The salesman was covered in blood, holding blood-stained paper money in his hand. According to the second diary, this guy was killed by Fu Yu on a pile of paper money. Now, these paper money seemed to have become his means of attack.

Each piece of paper money carried a faint black aura, sharper than a blade. The salesman flung them out, attacking Lin Jue from all directions.

Lin Jue stretched out his right hand, and flames erupted, exploding into a rain of fire, igniting the paper money. At the same time, he suddenly accelerated, smashing the wrench in his hand towards the salesman's head.

Colorful also acted at this moment, holding a blood-stained short rope in his hand, the weapon that had killed him.

The short rope, like a venomous snake, wanted to wrap around Lin Jue's neck, but in the next moment, Lin Jue's left hand grabbed the rope, pulled it over, and slammed a wrench on Colorful's head.

Colorful screamed instantly. The blow caused his head to cave in, and a large amount of black blood splattered, causing irreversible damage. The black aura faded a lot at this moment.

Lin Jue had already rushed in front of the salesman, whose face was filled with horror. He desperately scattered a large amount of paper money, but before the paper money could get close to Lin Jue's body, it was ignited by the flames.

A wrench passed through the burning flames in mid-air and smashed into his head.

Black blood sprayed everywhere, splattering on the raincoat. The salesman didn't even let out a scream before his body fell down.

"Are you still not going to attack! This Fu Yu is a bit strange!"

Seeing this scene, Colorful screamed loudly. As his words fell, the landlord rushed out from Room 4, blood spreading on the ground, black threads crawling within it.

A cold aura spread, and the entire public corridor was filled with bone-chilling killing intent.

It had to be said that this landlord's strength was considered very strong among E-class anomalies. Ordinary first-order individuals would probably not be his match.

Unfortunately, he encountered Lin Jue, who could easily solve D-class anomalies in the previous script.

Looking at the spreading black blood, Lin Jue left the seriously injured Colorful aside and主动踏入了the black blood.

As he stepped down, it was like throwing a handful of raging fire into a pot of oil. The flames instantly spread along the black blood, centered on him.

This stuff didn't seem like blood at all, but more like petroleum. The original sparks of fire turned into a prairie fire in the blink of an eye, completely engulfing the landlord.

A horrifying scream resounded throughout the building. The landlord's figure struggled in the flames, black smoke billowing. He melted quickly like a candle, leaving no trace behind.

Lin Jue exhaled a breath of浊气, reached out and clenched his fist in the void, and all the flames extinguished themselves in an instant.

Then, he slowly turned his head and looked at the Colorful, whose face was filled with fear.

Colorful retreated while screaming in horror: "Don't come over! You monster!"

"Monster?" Lin Jue looked at the strangulation marks on the other party's throat, and came to the other party in two or three steps, stretched out his left hand, and grabbed Colorful's neck.

Colorful felt like he was being pinched by a pair of iron pliers, unable to break free. Although anomalies don't need to breathe, at this moment, he inexplicably felt suffocated, as if he had returned to the rainy night when Fu Yu strangled his neck.

The memory of death resurfaced once again. He was about to beg for mercy, but he didn't expect the other party to let go. He opened his mouth wide, making a greedy breathing gesture.

"Doesn't this feeling feel like the first breath of air you took when you came out of your mother's womb?"

Colorful was stunned by Lin Jue's question, but then he saw the latter shake his head and sigh: "It seems that even death hasn't made you realize your mistake."

Bang!

The wrench in his hand fell mercilessly, and Colorful fell to the ground in response, dead beyond dead.

Lin Jue squinted his eyes and looked at the rain outside the building.

"Everyone is back, a total of thirteen names. There are only four in this building, two were killed in the parking lot, and seven are left."

"But it can't be confirmed, there might be more. Some names may not have been recorded in the diary."

"Where are those names?"

"The shop owner said that every rainy night, Yangtao Street will have many strange sounds. It seems that the remaining names are also lurking on this street."

"There are too many buildings on this street. If I check them one by one, it will take a lot of time. I don't like wasting time on such meaningless things."

His gaze moved away from the rainy night and looked at the stairwell.

The stairs leading to the rooftop were sealed by a large iron door, and a heavy lock was hanging on the iron door. Having stayed in this building for three days, he had never seen anyone go up to the rooftop.

He walked up the stairs step by step, tightened the wrench, and smashed the lock again and again.

The huge force of the recoil made Lin Jue's tiger's mouth numb, but his movements did not stop at all. The lock gradually twisted and deformed under the repeated blows, and finally broke and fell to the ground.

Lin Jue pushed open the door and walked onto the rooftop.

The rooftop was very empty. In the corner, there was a simple rain shelter built with steel plates, and the rain shelter was filled with all kinds of sundries. Shadows seemed to be surging in that darkness.

[Plot Seven: Sins awaken on rainy nights, and the dead are resurrected in a strange state. They are searching for your踪迹…]

[Can this torrential rain completely wash away all sins?]

[The script is about to be completed]

Lin Jue withdrew his gaze, faced the heavy rain, and limped slowly to the edge of the rooftop. He climbed over the護墙, overlooking Yangtao Street in the heavy rain.

There were no traces of living people on this street, and everywhere was the aura belonging to anomalies.

The heavy rain cannot wash away sins, but the flames can directly burn them to ashes.

Bright flames rose all over his body, and even the rain could not completely extinguish them.

Crack!

Lightning flashed across the night sky, but it seemed that it could not compare to the brightness of the flames. At this moment, he turned into the only light in the dark Yangtao Street.

The most time-saving way is to lure everything on the street here!

He opened his arms and肆意地淋着this rain.

"I am extreme justice."

As the voice fell, a few cold gazes seemed to look over from the dark street.

"I am distorted light."

Lin Jue continued to speak, the sound waves higher and higher.

"I am also the受害者的大快人心! I am the罪恶的警世钟!"

He lowered his head and looked down at the anomalous figures: "I am Fu Yu, I am here waiting for you."

The sound tore through the rain, drowning out the sound of the rain, and echoed throughout Yangtao Street.

This script was very painful to write, and two chapters were reviewed and revised, and I also deleted and revised a lot, but fortunately it is finished, and all the audience masters have also finished reading it, and at the same time thank you for your tickets and rewards.

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