This actor is full of tricks.

Chapter 81 Everyone I Killed Came Back
The rain was pouring down, and the entire building of No. 103 Yangtao Street stood in the rain. After a few screams, it returned to silence.

The silence lasted only half a minute before the chirping of crickets could be heard from every corner of the street, and many things came to life on this rainy night.

Lin Jue looked at Li Mingcheng's body covered with frost and slowly left the room.

Walking up the corridor step by step, the black blood on his raincoat dripped onto the stairs bit by bit with his footsteps. At this moment, he seemed to have transformed into the real Fu Yu, returning to that night of killing.

When he reached the third floor, he found that all the doors were tightly closed. Lin Jue first stopped at room 4 and knocked on the door with a wrench.

"Landlord, are you home?"

"I kicked Wu Fang out and she will never come back. I didn't take any of her underwear from her closet. From now on, you can go to her room openly."

There was no response from inside the house, but black blood flowed out from the gap between the door and the ground. The blood was filled with hatred and resentment, and turned into black silk threads, wrapping around Lin Jue's ankles.

Lin Jue raised his leg and stepped on all the black silk threads. He raised the wrench again. Since the thing in the house was not ready to open the door, he had no choice but to use violence again.

He has always been a very gentle person and would never use force unless absolutely necessary. All the strange things that have happened to him can prove this.

Just as he was about to break down the door, the doors of Room 5 and Room 6 opened at the same time, and two twisted figures rushed out from inside.

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

Each piece of paper money had a faint black aura and was sharper than a blade. It was pushed out and attacked Lin Jue from all directions.

Lin Jue stretched out his right hand, and flames erupted, exploding into a rain of fire, setting the paper money on fire. At the same time, he suddenly sped up and smashed the salesman's head with the wrench in his hand.

Huahualulu also took action at this time, holding a blood-stained short rope in his hand, which was the weapon that killed him.

The short rope was like a poisonous snake, trying to wrap around Lin Jue's neck directly, but the next moment, Lin Jue's left hand grabbed the rope directly, pulled it over, and hit the colorful head with a wrench.

Huahualili screamed in pain. The blow caused his head to cave in, and a large amount of black blood splattered out, leaving him with irreversible injuries. The black energy even became much lighter at this moment.

Lin Jue had already rushed in front of the salesperson. The latter was terrified and desperately threw out a lot of paper money, but the paper money was ignited by the flames before it got close to Lin Jue's body.

A wrench flew through the flames in mid-air and hit him on the head.

Black blood splattered wildly, splashing on the raincoat. The salesman fell down without even a scream.

"Why don't you do it! There's something fucking wrong with this Fu Yu!"

Seeing this scene, Huahualanlu screamed loudly. As he finished speaking, the landlord rushed out of Room 4. Blood was spreading on the ground, and black silk threads were crawling in it.

A cold aura spread, and the entire public corridor was filled with a deep murderous intent.

I have to say that this landlord is very strong among E-level monsters, and ordinary first-level monsters should not be his opponent.

Unfortunately, the person he met was Lin Jue, who could have easily solved the D-level weirdness in the previous script.

Looking at the spreading black blood, Lin Jue put the seriously injured Huahualili aside, and then took the initiative to step into the black blood.

As he took a step down, it was like a fire was lit in an oil pan, and the flames instantly spread along the black blood with him as the center.

These didn't look like blood at all, but more like oil. The original spark turned into a raging sea of ​​fire in the blink of an eye, completely engulfing the landlord.

Heart-wrenching screams echoed throughout the building. The landlord struggled in the flames, black smoke billowed, and he melted quickly like a candle, leaving no trace.

Lin Jue exhaled a breath of foul air, stretched out his hand and clenched it in the air, and all the flames went out in an instant.

Then, he slowly turned around and looked at Huahua, whose face was filled with fear.

Huahualili backed away and screamed in fear: "Don't come over here! You monster!"

"Monster?" Lin Jue looked at the marks on the other person's throat, took two or three steps to the other person, stretched out his left hand, and grabbed the colorful neck.

Huahualilu felt as if he was being pinched by a pair of iron pliers and couldn't break free at all. Although he didn't need to breathe, he inexplicably felt suffocated at this moment, as if he was back to the rainy night when Fu Yu strangled his neck.

The memory of death resurfaced in his mind. He was about to beg for mercy, but he never expected that the other party would let go of his hand. He opened his mouth wide and pretended to breathe greedily.

"Doesn't this feeling resemble the first breath of air you took right out of your mother's womb?" Hua Hua Lu Lu was stunned by Lin Jue's question, but then he shook his head and sighed, "It seems that even death hasn't made you realize your mistakes."

boom!
The wrench in his hand smashed down mercilessly, and Huahuali fell to the ground, deader than dead.

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

"Everyone's back. Thirteen names in total. There are only four in this building. Two were killed in the parking lot. There are seven left."

"But I can't confirm it. There may be more. Some names may not be recorded in the diary."

“Where are those names?”

"The shop owner said that every time it rains, there are many more strange noises on Yangtao Street. 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 to waste time on such meaningless things."

He turned his gaze away from the rainy night and looked towards the corridor.

The stairs leading to the rooftop were blocked by a large iron door with a heavy lock on it. In the three days he had been in the building, he had never seen anyone go up to the rooftop.

He walked up the stairs step by step, gripping the wrench tightly, and hit the lock again and again.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
The huge recoil force made Lin Jue's palm numb, but he did not stop his movements at all. The lock gradually twisted and deformed under the repeated heavy 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 awning made of steel plates, which was filled with all kinds of debris. It seemed as if shadows were surging in the darkness.

[Plot 7: Sins awaken on a rainy night, and the dead resurrect in a strange state. They are searching for your traces...]

[Can this rainstorm completely wash away all sins? ]

[The script is about to be finalized]

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

There is no trace of any living person on this street, and there is a strange atmosphere everywhere.

Heavy rain cannot wash away sins, but fire can burn them directly to ashes.

Bright flames rose up all around him, and even rain could not completely extinguish them.

Click!

Lightning streaked across the night sky, but none of it seemed to outshine the brightness of the flames. At this moment, he became the only light in the dark Yangtao Street.

The most time-saving method is to bring everything on the street here!

He opened his arms and let the rain fall on him.

"I am extremely righteous."

As the voice fell, cold eyes seemed to look over from the dark street.

"I am the twisted light."

Lin Jue continued to speak, his voice getting louder and louder.

"I'm also a victim, which is a great relief! It's a warning bell to the world about evil!"

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

The sound tore through the rain curtain, drowned out the sound of rain, and echoed throughout the entire Yangtao Street.

　It was very painful to write this script. Two chapters had to be reviewed and revised, and I also deleted and revised a lot. But fortunately, it is finished. I hope you all will read it. At the same time, thank you for your votes and rewards.

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