Chapter 010 The Coming of the Gods (Ten)

"Dear villains, you seem to be a bit savage."

After sending Doge to do the most troublesome cleanup work, Dong Jin, who was free, seemed to have just discovered the savagery of the crowd, so he greeted the villains in a friendly and confused tone.

Of course, except for himself, no one present would really feel friendly.

So the only response to him would be a cold silence.

However, Dong Jin continued to wonder unconsciously: "Huh? None of you are very enthusiastic, do you not like the way I say hello, or do you not welcome my arrival? I rarely come here, don't you have anything to say to me?"

Who on earth would like to be treated like this? !

Perhaps they remembered the nightmare when Dong Jin told a joke, and at this moment, the survivors in the auditorium were really afraid that Dong Jin would do something random because of the greeting. So gradually, some people began to empty their minds and mechanically applaud to welcome him.

Once someone took the lead, it didn't take long for the applause in the auditorium to change from a few or two to thunderous.

At the peak of the applause, these villains had completely lost their resistance and completely abandoned their sense of shame. Before Dong Jin opened his mouth again, they even repeated what Doge had said before, just through their eyes,

"Welcome the great Lord Dong Jin!"

At this moment, in Dong Jin's live studio, the knowledgeable audience was shocked by the development of this large-scale dog training record:

[Good guys, this group of people are the legendary ones who despise Doge, understand Doge, and become Doge, right?]

Even though Dong Jin deliberately used words to repeatedly increase the fear of this group of people, hoping to leave them with an unforgettable impression, he really didn't expect these villains to do this inexplicably.

Are you trying to embarrass him? As long as I am not embarrassed, no one can embarrass me!

Dong Jun saw this and tried to suppress his frown. He turned his

back and walked towards the podium at the front of the auditorium with a normal expression. He was afraid that if he continued to watch, his stabbing eyes would become so fierce that even a bandage would not be able to stop them. A minute later, when he turned around and faced the group of villains, he had already sorted out his mood and sat on the podium without any restraint.

"Okay, stop clapping. Too much enthusiasm will make people bored. What did Wuli let you do in the past three days? People in the seventh row, tell us from left to right."

The row of villains randomly selected by Dong Jin said frankly in their hearts that it was bad luck, but in the end they could only dare to be angry and dare not say anything:

"Bury bombs."

"Murder, bury bombs underground."

"Poison, bury bombs in crowded places."

"Make bombs, buy bombs, distribute bombs to people in the hotel..."

After hearing the last word, Dong Jin's mind was almost flooded with the word "bomb".

No wonder he could find more than a dozen bombs every night when he took a casual look. So the sheep-headed man Wuli has always been a careerist, fighting tirelessly for the freedom of aliens, right?

If I were really an alien, I would be moved by him for a while. Unfortunately, he is not.

So when Dong Jin heard this, he just supported the podium with his hands behind his back and complained almost in a murmur:

"Boring. Really boring."

"Bombs are boring, poisoning is boring, and random bombings are even more boring. I don't want to hear this kind of monotonous stuff, it's so boring that it makes me drowsy."

Dong Jin's complaint was not loud. But even if his voice was lower at this moment, the people in the auditorium who had already regarded him as the number one dangerous species could still hear it clearly.

Just when they couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat again, Dong Jin, who had finished complaining, seemed to be a little uncomfortable with the overly long cuffs of his suit. So he sat up straighter, raised his hands to roll up his red cuffs, and turned his head to Kale, who had never expressed any opinions, and said:

"No wonder you didn't come here before. If you want to write a lullaby one day, you can come here and take a look. It will definitely be very rewarding."

Where have the villains encountered such a situation where they were ridiculed for working hard? But they have been tortured by Dong Jin to the point of having no bottom line, and they don't even have the thought of resisting at all.

Even though they know that Dong Jin must be up to something after saying this, they still silently wait for Dong Jin to continue, and are ready to applaud enthusiastically regardless of whether the other party's next remarks are interesting or not.

"Speaking of which, at the end of yesterday's tea party, a lady asked me to find a few useful people among you and blow up the Starting City as soon as possible. But this is really too unoriginal."

The lady Dong Jin was talking about was the gossipy female alien. He paused and then changed the subject:

"But I rarely refuse ladies' requests, so let's compromise."

At this point, Dong Jin laughed for the fourth time today.

His first laugh brought a huge explosion; his second laugh took three lives; when he laughed for the third time, all the humans in the auditorium had to laugh with him.

And now it was the fourth time. The devil in the world smiled at them condescendingly:

"- Let's play a game."

Game? Is it a deadly game similar to the explosion and joke not long ago, where you will die if you make a wrong move?

But Dong Jin's next words made some evildoers who didn't care about life and death realize that sometimes there are things that are even more terrifying than death: "I want you to choose whether to plant bombs or fireworks in this city in the next three days."

"After three days, if the number of bombs planted in this city exceeds the number of fireworks, then you win. I will let Wuli take my place at the next tea party, and He will continue to be with you."

"But if the number of fireworks buried exceeds the number of bombs, then after the next tea party, I'm afraid you will still see me. At that time, I will let you bury fireworks for three more days, and then at the beginning of the third tea party, I will detonate the fireworks in the whole city with one button, and everyone present will watch an unprecedented fireworks show."

Just when most of the villains thought that Dong Jin's proposal was ridiculous and he was definitely doomed to fail, the devil spoke again:

"Do you know why I gave you this choice?"

"Because I am the savior - the savior recognized by the endless universe and countless planets."

"Poison, murder and bombs, each one is nothing new and extremely stupid."

"What I want to see is poison turning into sleeping pills, killing people turning into saving people, and bombs turning into fireworks."

"I want to see all the villains like me, who are feared and hated by everyone, suddenly become the saviors that this city has to recognize."

"What I want to see is the world cheering for you, aliens and gods looking at you sideways."

"Only this way, it will be interesting enough."

"If that day really comes, I will give the one of you who buried the most fireworks a blessing beyond imagination."

"So..." At this moment, Dong Jin's red lips with red marks were full of a seductive smile: "Are you willing to really open the prelude of this carnival for me?"

He was answered by silence again.

But this silence was completely different from the last time.

This was not a silence out of fear, but out of an extreme confusion. For a moment, they couldn't even understand what Dong Jin was saying.

Was he asking them, people with blood on their hands, to turn themselves into saviors?

How could he? How dare he? !

"...Can I ask, assuming that the fireworks are bigger than the bombs, what would you do after the city-wide fireworks show?"

After a long while, a villain with a complicated expression finally spoke up to break the silence.

And Dong Jin's answer was: "Nothing. You don't really think I want you to save people, do you?"

"I just want to watch a fireworks show, and see the expressions of those aliens when they find out that the explosion has turned into a fireworks show. As for after the fireworks are over, whether you choose to continue poisoning, killing, burying bombs or something else, what does it have to do with me?"

"Do you understand, my future saviors?"

Who doesn't understand this?

Where is the choice of becoming a savior given by Dong Jin?

What he gave to the villains was unprecedented chaos and opportunities. Those who

had been evil for too long and wanted to turn back could have the title of savior, those who were tempted by alien powers and wanted to evolve could get the blessings of aliens, and those who were simply attracted by Dong Jin's aura could work under him.

Even those who enjoyed the fun of doing evil could return to their original profession as villains after the fireworks show, and even have the fresh experience of taking people from hell to heaven and then back to hell.

Even if there were still three or two guys who opposed Dong Jin's ridiculous game, the above four types of people would take action and make them unable to speak again.

The villain who asked Dong Jin that question a minute ago now only felt his hands trembling.

——What in this world is more terrifying than physical death?

——It is to be toyed with to death mentally.

And they, even those alien species, are all toyed with by Dong Jin.

What's more terrifying is that the reason why the other party did this may be simply to watch a grand fireworks show.

At this moment, the villain who was staring at Dong Jin unconsciously couldn't help but wonder, what kind of willful monster was he talking to just now?

With such a unique personal charm, a hundred Wu Li can't compare to him.

After Dong Jin finished his declaration about the game, the villains who were fooled by him left with full of thoughts.

In an instant, only Dong Jin and Kale were left in the huge auditorium.

When Dong Jin casually took a tissue from the podium and tried to wipe the blood on his collar, Kale beside him took out a dagger from somewhere and approached him, then casually swung it and cut off the bloody left collar.

Even though the dagger was only an inch away from Dong Jin's neck at that moment, Dong Jin did not dodge, and did not even frown.

After cutting Dong Jin's left collar, Kale did not immediately retract the dagger, but just stuck it on the right collar that was also stained with blood and said: "In less than an hour, Wuli will know about your speech this afternoon."

Kale's low warning voice accompanied by the sense of crisis that his fatal point fell into someone else's hands made Dong Jin slightly raise his eyes under the bandage.

He stared at Kale's dark golden eyes, which were so close to him but he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry. He said in a false tone:

"There's no way. Who made me the leader now?"

"I just want to see the villain become the savior and the bomb become a fireworks show. I'm really curious about what kind of expressions Wuli and the others will have when the fireworks bloom."

"This is the twists and turns of the drama I want, a carnival that subverts everything."

"Since I let you play the overture to the carnival and witness the prelude to the carnival, you will stand on my side, right?" When

Dong Jin asked the last half of the sentence, he raised his hand to strangle Kale's wrist, which was bulging with blue veins. He pushed the dagger away from his neck with a clever force and miraculously put it back into his own hand.

Then, under Carlo's ambiguous gaze, he personally cut the right side of the lapel, making the red and gold suit symmetrical again.

As the cloth fell, he heard a low and affirmative "Of course."

Obviously, this limited love brain, a true pleasure offender, is also contributing his remaining value today.