Chapter 034 Mirage (XI)

After reaching a consensus with Xinge, Dong Jin silently watched through the faint reflection on the glass door of the opera house another taxi that had just stopped a hundred meters away.

This car had been following him since he left the B&B. Even though it changed lanes several times in order to conceal its intention to be followed, this disguise was useless in front of Dong Jin's true eyes.

He could see clearly both the car and the people in it.

Scanning the reflections on the glass, such as "a taxi that deliberately took a detour to reach the opera house", "a taxi that took a detour to track you, a trialist who has a grudge against you and has evil intentions", Dong Jin had some guesses about the identity of the person who came.

Could this be the companion who came to look for the deceased for the second time this morning?

When Dong Jin retracted his gaze and walked towards the theater, Xinge on the side immediately trotted to catch up with him, and then tried to lower her voice: "I forgot to ask you just now. Xite is really difficult to deal with. What excuse do you plan to use to delay him for a whole day?"

Seeing that Dong Jin had no intention of responding, she couldn't help but explain quickly and anxiously:

"You don't know that his bad temper is really scary. There is no one in our theater who is not afraid of him. Even if I have made up my mind to join your pirate ship, some people are afraid of death. Those guys might turn around and tell Xite about this... Everyone does want money and fame, but the premise of all this is to have a life first!"

"I know." Dong Jin paused when he heard it.

Of course, he was aware of Lei Ming's innate sense of oppression, and he also understood how stubborn this person was, so from the beginning he had no intention of lying to convince him.

In the past, he was able to make this god who never knew how to endure anything suppress his anger for thousands of nights. Was it because of his so-called eloquence? No. He was able to live until now because he escaped when he should, and never spared his life when he had to attack.

And this morning, when he saw Lei Ming being stung by the rose, he knew that the time had come.

He didn't have to think hard about any excuses. He just had to use force to prevent Lei Ming from appearing - anyway, he could hurt Lei Ming now, but Lei Ming couldn't hurt him.

Since I have the advantage, I have to make a show of it, right?

Dong Jin, who knew what was going on, didn't explain too much. He just said to Xinge, "Let's separate here. You go to the stage to continue your rehearsal, and I'll go show you why Xite can't come tomorrow."

Xinge didn't understand what Dong Jin meant at first. It

wasn't until ten minutes later, when she saw Xite and Dong Jin fighting recklessly in the theater, that she realized why he had used the word "show" when talking about why Xite couldn't come.

My goodness, you can't come back in such a short time with such injuries!

Xinge, who ran out of the opera house with others, stared blankly at the glass door of the theater.

At this moment, she was not thinking about the battle situation inside, but the song that Dong Jin had played casually to attract Xi Te to come downstairs ten minutes ago when he walked to the piano for accompaniment.

From the moment the deafening "Dangdangdang" four consecutive sounds appeared, Xin Ge, who never believed in God or fate, suddenly had an illusion that fate was knocking on the door. Just like the moment when Dong Jin walked towards her with the amazing script outside the theater.

Compared with the opening song of "Mirage" before, this was like a fateful opening that really hit the soul.

Thinking of this, Xin Ge closed her eyes unconsciously, and when she opened her eyes again, something seemed to be slowly burning in the depths of her green eyes. With her red hair, from a distance, this lady looked like a quietly burning flame.

The next second, she began to walk towards the actors around her, talking about changing the script one by one.

So this quietly rising flame gradually began to spread wildly in everyone's hearts.

Even though it was raining outside the theater at this moment, these flames were not extinguished, but became more and more intense.

On the other hand, Dong Jin, who was still in the theater, had no idea what Xing Ge thought of the piano piece. If he knew, he would definitely praise this lady for her superb taste in music.

- Because the piano piece is called "Fate".

- The "Symphony of Fate" composed by Beethoven, which is known to almost everyone on earth. ①Originally,

Dong Jin just wanted to make some noise to attract the thunder in the private room downstairs. Because he had to injure this monster in front of everyone, so as to intimidate those who might inform him.

However, the moment he walked towards the pile of instruments, the score of "Destiny" suddenly appeared in his mind.

Every dungeon is a performance where he gambles his life.

Today, he stood here and tried to expose this huge lie for the world, which was not only in line with the established plot of the dungeon, but also challenging his own unknown destiny.

So what could be more suitable than it as the background music for his official debut of the fourth disaster?

This was not only the opening song for him to start his charge for the MVP of this dungeon, but also the final song announcing the end of this fake tsunami.

So, when Dong Jin stood in front of the piano and raised his wrist and dropped it, the prelude that strangled the throat of fate instantly resounded throughout the opera house. It also attracted Lei Ming, who was dormant in the private room, just as he wished.

"You asked for a ticket to come in, because you think the opening song is not good and want to change it for me?"

As the god of drama, Lei Ming certainly couldn't fail to hear the rebelliousness of Dong Jin in this song, and the extreme provocation that was never concealed under his every piano sound.

But until the piano music was almost over, Lei Ming still did not point it out, but asked in an almost calm manner.

But this time, Dong Jin did not choose to continue to maintain the precarious balance between them.

Under the layers of piano sound, he raised the corner of his mouth and said clearly: "Xite, this is the battle song between you and me."

The moment the voice fell, the piano sound stopped abruptly.

In this fleeting silence, Dong Jin and Lei Ming, who were standing facing each other, started fighting almost at the same time.

Today was obviously not a small fight like the one in the private room yesterday. Dong Jin jumped back and pulled away at the first moment, and the next second the black and gold painted halberd, which turned from virtual to real, pierced through the piano, and the sharp tip of the halberd was facing where he had just stood.

Dong Jin, who initiated the fight, did not kill him immediately, and even made an abnormal move of dodging.

——Because he was waiting.

Now Lei Ming did not know that he had seen that he was injured by the rose. Maybe it was a bit difficult to kill this big boss on the spot, but it was not impossible to take advantage of the information gap and wait for an opportunity to directly injure the opponent with one blow.

However, no matter how well Dong Jin pretended, no matter how hard he tried to dodge, within two minutes Lei Ming, who was full of fighting talent, noticed something wrong: "Strange... too strange."

In the interval of the fight, Lei Ming's hoarse voice slowly rang out: "If I remember correctly, this is the first time I fought you with a halberd? You actually dodged every attack?"

"Dong Jin, I wanted to ask you this morning, you seem to know me very well?"

What's so strange about dodging your attacks, can't it be my natural talent?

In order to avoid others from associating him with Lei Ming, Dong Jin, who didn't want to answer, finally replied ambiguously: "I just saw where your attack landed."

This sentence was half true and half false. In fact, the reason why he could dodge so well was not because of the "Eye of Truth" given by Krypton.

He had learned it completely during those thousand nights.

Who told this amnesiac god to use a painted halberd in front of him when there were other weapons to use? He could even block the attack of the complete form, let alone the half-finished version today?

At this moment, the theater was already in a commotion because of this sudden battle.

Just when everyone was ready to run away, the trialist who had been following Dong Jin for half a day finally sneaked in during the chaos.

Perhaps it was because the stranger appeared at a strange time, or perhaps it was because they had fought for a long time before and the two of them were not injured except for some residual shock. Lei Ming, who was too arrogant in fighting, glanced at the newcomer subconsciously.

It was at this moment when he was distracted that Dong Jinxian Jishouming found the right angle and leaned forward to attack.

The three silver dinner knives he threw with his left hand were all knocked down by the halberd with a spin, but the two flying knives that followed closely between his right fingers slashed across Lei Ming's left face and his left chest, which was suddenly exposed.

If Lei Ming had not dodged instinctively at the last moment, the two knives would not only have slashed through those two places, but one would have pierced through his forehead and the other through his heart.

But it

would have been okay to just slash Lei Ming. Dong Jin looked at the black blood that gradually oozed out of Lei Ming's wound, and knew that the poison he had smeared on the knife had taken effect.

He was not a man who would uphold martial ethics. He had already come to

the point of risking his life against the pinnacle of the highest cosmic force, so how could he be allowed to win in a fair and just one-on-one battle? Don't make it difficult for him. Dong Jin, who had learned a profound lesson from not finishing off the knife in the previous instance and almost letting the God of Kai descend, directly picked up the poker cards that someone had dropped on the ground after Lei Ming was injured.

In less than a second, eight poker cards were clamped between his fingers, and then he turned his wrist without hesitation and threw all of them out.

At this time, every poker that was attacked took away one day of his life. For the sake of insurance, Dong Jin deliberately flew two rounds.

Adding the scattered disaster prophecies in the past two days and the five throwing knives thrown earlier, his remaining life was only 44 days. It's

really life-consuming to pass a copy... This is not the final battle yet.

Dong Jin looked at Lei Ming, who was leaning against the broken piano with wounds all over his body, and thought about it. In the end, he didn't throw out the third round of poker cards.

It's not the same difficulty to seriously injure Lei Ming and kill him, so it's better to save as much as possible. Besides, now all the theater staff had already run away, and there was only one unknown talent tester left. He didn't want to fight to the death and be picked off by this inexplicable guy.

But Dong Jin stopped, and the tester hiding in the corner of the corridor took out a gun from his arms, and then fired several shots at Lei Ming on the ground. Unfortunately, even after most of the bullets were used up, he couldn't hurt Lei Ming at all.

From the time the gunshot rang to the time the gunshot fell, Lei Ming, who had never been emotional from beginning to end, didn't even bother to look up at him.

Seeing this, Dong Jin simply cut off the gun in the opponent's hand with a poker.

He and Lei Ming were still playing with cold weapons, but this guy got hot weapons? Isn't this too bullying?

Dong Jin, who didn't realize who was bullying whom, was speechless at the moment: "Really? With this level, you dare to follow me all the way, and even want to steal my head? You are not like your companion, nothing but courage, right?"

After hearing Dong Jin suddenly mention his dead companion, the trialer, who was already unhappy because he failed to snatch the BOSS and could not improve his evaluation, sneered and retorted: "Dong Jin, you'd better not say it too early. Otherwise, it will be too embarrassing when you beg for mercy from me later!"

After the trialer finished speaking, Lei Ming, who was looking at his poisoned wound, finally raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

After taking a glance, he turned his gaze away again with disinterest.

The next second, the monster's undisguised low sneer echoed in the ears of the two people who were confronting each other.

Perhaps because he was too angry at Dong Jin and Lei Ming's continuous contempt, the trialist calmed down instead. He began to introduce his ability in a clear and logical manner with a serious face: "My talent is called 'must bear its weight', and its specific function is to hurt the people that the chooser cares about."

"You should understand what I mean, Dong Jin? As long as I use my ability, the more you care about the person, the more serious the injury will be. Even if the other party is far away from you! If you understand, tell me all the clues you have found so far, and don't cry until you see the coffin."

Due to the presence of Lei Ming, the trialer did not say words like "copy". But his meaning was very clear, that is, his ability can be used on people who are currently in other copies.

If the person who is locked by his talent really cares about someone in other copies, he will inevitably be threatened by him.

Previously, his companions repeatedly disguised themselves as other people to test him. It is estimated that they did not simply want to assassinate him, but to assassinate him if they could, or to test out who he cared about and then threaten him better.

How should I put it? The ability of this trialer is quite compatible with the one who died before. Although his methods are not very good, they are indeed useful at certain times.

But he threatens Dong Jin.

After hearing about the ability of this trialer, Dong Jin, whose previous doubts were all solved, silently played with the poker in his hand.

As the poker chips rose and fell, he calmly said to the smug-looking tester: "I understand what you mean. Your plan is not bad. But unfortunately, I have no relatives, no friends, and no lover." "

In other words, I don't care about anyone at all."

"That's impossible! How can a person really not care about someone?" The tester retorted without thinking. He even thought that Dong Jin was making up a lie to him: "Don't think about fooling me. I've heard this a lot, and in the end those people still have to agree to my conditions. Just tell me the information quickly, starting with why I can't hurt this monster."

Dong Jin sighed softly after hearing this.

His calm eyes and nonchalant attitude gradually shook the original determination of the trialist.

In silence, he suddenly heard Dong Jin smile and change his words:

"What you said is not unreasonable. I seem to care about someone."

Before the trialist could breathe a sigh of relief, Dong Jin continued: "Or that is not a person? Because I care about the gods and demons who are watching me at this moment. Now that you put it this way, I am a little curious. Can your ability hurt the gods and demons?"

This man is actually in the mood to please the gods and demons of the highest universe at this time? Could it be that what he just said was true? !

The trialist, who was getting more and more unsure, couldn't help but get a little anxious. He began to try to use his talent regardless of anything.

Dong Jin did not stop him, but continued to shuffle the pokers in boredom, as if he was curious about who he could hurt.

However, while Dong Jin was watching the show leisurely, the guy who used his talent suddenly vomited blood as if he was attacked by something. Unconvinced, the man tried again, and this time he actually fainted.

"Huh? Are you lying here trying to scam someone? You didn't really hurt any god or demon and get punished by God, did you?" Dong Jin was stunned by the scene in front of him.

The poker he had just pinched between his index and middle fingers, ready to use to end this guy, was useless for a while.

If we talk about the gods and demons that this person is most likely to hurt...

Dong Jin tried his best to restrain himself from looking at Lei Ming.

Without a doubt, this god of darkness and drama who had been entangled with him for a thousand midnights was the most likely guy.

If he looked over at this moment, the audience in the live broadcast room outside the copy would most likely find something along his line of sight.