Chapter 563 Confession

Those die-hard fans who rushed over were horrified, but they had no time to run away and could only fall down one after another in a bloody mess.

Gu Zhiyu and the three little ones had already left the platform when Annan was performing the magic trick, leaving only Kong Dazzling, who was tied up tightly, standing there with his face covered in blood.

There were cheers and shouts from the audience, but the most deafening one was Kong Dazhu's scream.

He was closest and could see most clearly.

When he was frightened by the big rooster before, his voice had been so hoarse that he couldn't speak. But this time, he was frightened so much that he started to make sharp noises again.

Due to extreme fear, the sound was louder than the voices of the believers in the front row combined.

Although he himself had killed many people, he did it in a relatively gentle way. Apart from sacrifices, at most he would just shoot the opponent away with one hand. Where had he ever seen a scene with such fierce firepower and blood and flesh flying everywhere?

Especially since the one who did it was his enemy.

As he shouted, his whole body shook like a sieve.

The gunfire soon stopped.

The platform was littered with corpses, except for the immortal who remained untainted by the dust.

Annan looked at the corpses on the ground and sighed softly.

Why bother? Kong Dazhui will never appreciate your kindness. You are deceived by others, but you still have to risk your life for them. Be vigilant and keep your eyes open for the rest of your life.

After making sure that there was no more breathing, Annan put down the gun in his hand.

In fact, she could defeat these people without a gun.

But it's too tiring to fight against so many enemies alone, and he's not handsome enough. If he becomes a little bit savage by mistake, his fairy-like character will collapse.

This saves time and effort and blows the crowd away. Pretty good.

Everyone at the scene fell silent, except for Kong Dazhui, who was overly frightened and was still singing the high notes.

Annan lowered his eyes and glanced at him: "Shut up!"

Kong Dazhui immediately shut up and fell silent.

Annan raised his eyebrows. Are you obedient this time?

It seems that thermal weapons are more effective in shocking people.

She took advantage of the situation and asked, "So, do you plead guilty?"

Kong Dazhu was already scared out of his wits. His face was covered in hot red liquid, and a bloody arm was hanging by his leg. How could he dare to say "no"?

He immediately nodded vigorously: "I admit it! I admit it!!"

Annan looked at him without saying anything.

I secretly said sarcastically in my heart: He won't cry until he sees the coffin.

Then I thought, since the other party is now so frightened, the whereabouts of the mutant sweet potato should be easier to interrogate.

She sneaked in that day and searched his villa thoroughly, but couldn't find the whereabouts of the sweet potato seedlings.

I discussed it with Gu Zhiyu after returning. It would be difficult to find it unless we pry open this guy's mouth.

Kong Da Hammer is different from the others they have met before. His power is not limited to just one gang or one organization, and finding what he hides will not require just raiding a warehouse.

The entire city was under his sphere of influence. He had even used his status as a cult leader to coax supplies from half of the city.

Even Song Guoqiang didn't know how many warehouses this man had in the city.

It was impossible for her and Gu Zhiyu to conduct a carpet search throughout Jishan City. So the only way was to pry open Kong Dazhui's mouth.

Let him tell them himself where he hid the mutant sweet potatoes.

Kong Dazhun, who was standing by, saw that Annan was staring at him without saying a word, and thought that his answer did not satisfy her.

I immediately added with a guilty conscience:

"I admit that the God of Light was indeed invented by me. The healing, training, and sacrifices were all fake. They were mainly for my own selfish interests..."

"As for the benefits and effects of becoming a saint, they are all made up by me. Everything in the video is true."

"I am a sinner! I have committed a crime! I know I am wrong and I admit it!"

"Please forgive me, my dear Lord Xuanling, and give me a chance to redeem myself. I promise to turn over a new leaf and become a better person in the future!"

Annan curled his lips, turned his head with satisfaction and glanced at the believers below the stage.

The believers already knew about the crimes that Kong Dazhuan confessed to, so they did not react much. Instead, they were still immersed in the shock of Annan killing people with an assault rifle.

All the believers had an expression of disbelief on their faces, staring blankly at the AK47 in Annan's hand.

They have seen people being beaten with guns before, and it also happens in TV dramas about immortals fighting against each other.

However, it was the first time in history that an immortal could conjure up an assault rifle after performing a magic trick.

Times have really changed! They can see the gods in heaven carrying big guns!

Annan looked around at the crowd, thinking they were stunned by her "cruelness".

She frowned and thought for a moment, feeling that as a "fallen immortal" who had killed so many people, she should indeed give the people an explanation and account.

Then he pointed to the corpses nearby and explained confidently:

"This is what happens when you dare to kill a god."

Seeing that the crowd did not seem unconvinced, but just stared at the gun in her hand in confusion, Annan immediately understood and added:

"Since I'm here in your world, I'll try your weapons. They're pretty useful."

After saying this, he pretended to perform a trick, and then the rifle in his hand disappeared out of thin air.

People immediately exclaimed again.

"This is a god! How did we get fooled by Kong Shenghui, oh no, Kong Dazhu?"

"Yeah! He hasn't even shown any magic at all!"

"This is what we call divine power from the Xuanling Immortal! A genuine immortal is just different!"

Some people were also scared of being deceived: "This can't be a hoax... didn't they have the magic of bringing people back to life in the past..."

But it was quickly rejected: "Magic is to use machinery to create a trick. Look, where is the machinery here?"

"And a black gun that big and long, look at the immortal's body, where is there a place to hide it?"

Others also agreed: "Yes! Besides, when magicians perform the magic of transforming living people, they have to cover them with a cloth first, and then use some words to buy time so that the person being transformed has time to move to another position.

How can we, the Xuanling Immortal, be like this? Without any cover, in just a blink of an eye, we can instantly appear somewhere else! If this is not divine power, what else can it be?"

The dissenter was soon silenced.

Everything that happened today was indeed quite mysterious. If the other party was not a god, it would be impossible to explain.

Annan on the stage naturally heard what they said.

She cleared her throat guiltily and changed the subject:

"Are there still people who want to come on stage to support Kong Dazhui? I will give you the opportunity. If you have any objections, feel free to raise them!"

Everyone looked at each other, no one dared to move.