Chapter 978

When it came to the experience of death, the audience was, of course, the expert among experts. The carefully designed story worlds of the broadcast ensured the storytelling of the broadcast to the greatest extent. The word "storytelling" could only be embodied by the audience's repeated life-and-death struggles.

For the audience, they had seen countless people being killed, as well as the people they had killed themselves.

When they first became experienced, the panic and fear slowly faded with time and the environment. They, who had become experienced listeners, already had a heart as hard and cold as a stone.

Killing was an art. Death was also an art.

Anything, in all walks of life, could derive its own art when it reached the extreme and the peak.

Su Bai did not think that he and the zombie boy were the only ones who felt this way. Of course, others might not be as perverted or as extreme as him, but people like Fatso were also terrifying when they killed and tortured people. It could be imagined that this kind of method was not uncommon among the audience, especially those who had reached the level of senior listeners.

At that moment, six or seven listeners walked over. They were like eagles catching chicks. Each of them caught one or two thugs, then used their own methods to torture and kill them, and began their own "performance."

The scene was very bloody, but it was also very beautiful.

A Western listener looked polite, but from his mouth, a long tongue that looked like a snake's tongue directly extended into the mouth of the thug in his hand. Then, he began to "suck" together, directly stirring up the thug's internal organs!

After that, he retracted his long tongue back into his mouth and licked his lips with relish. Then, he bowed to all the Eastern and Western listeners present.

It was as if an artist had just shown his masterpiece and was thanking the audience for their appreciation.

Thank you for coming, and thank you for your support.

Although some of the listeners present did not have much enthusiasm for torturing and killing, they were not too disgusted by such a scene. Most of them still responded and clapped their hands to express encouragement.

Hmm.

At this time, the Eastern and Western listeners actually reached a very friendly and harmonious atmosphere. It was like a sorority between the two sides. However, the performance at the sorority was not so easily accepted by the public.

These thugs witnessed their companions die tragically in front of them one by one. Before they died, they were still under extremely terrifying psychological pressure. No, they no longer had any so-called psychological defenses. When people who were even more terrifying than Satan came out to slaughter them and the others, they had long collapsed.

Begging for mercy.

Begging for mercy.

Kowtowing.

Tears and snot flowed.

The remaining people were in all sorts of ugly states. In fact, the one who kowtowed the most was the leader wearing a mask.

In fact, they had been aware that they would not be able to escape the law even if they killed someone at the train station. Many of them even had the mentality that they would not have lived in vain even if they died after doing this. However, in this situation, in front of this kind of scene,

They finally knew what was more terrifying than death.

Su Bai walked in front of this person with a smile and gently stroked his face. Then, he pushed him to Vanier and took a few steps back. He looked at his clothes with some disdain. They were already stained with blood.

"Everyone, please continue. I'm going downstairs to find a passenger to change into a clean set of clothes."

After Su Bai finished speaking, he walked to the escalator and slowly went down. The rest of the people present continued to enjoy the "performance".

Only Sophia looked at Su Bai's back in surprise, but she only glanced at him for a moment.

Ten minutes later, the performance ended. There was a large pool of corpses left here. The ground seemed to have been washed by blood. The dazzling red seemed to fit the festive atmosphere that had not completely dissipated. It became the last celebration at the end of the year.

Yes, celebration.

Although the twenty or so people who had just been tortured to death were all Chinese, the Eastern audience present didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Even if there were Western audience present, they didn't feel the slightest shame of the foreigners slaughtering their compatriots.

Because when these people dressed in black came to the train station with machetes, ready to commit murder, they could no longer be regarded as Chinese. They could not even be regarded as humans. They were a group of animals, a group of animals, a group of ingrates who grew up eating the resources of civilized society but were eager to turn into beasts for so-called bullsh * t beliefs to take revenge.

A Western audience member who had just killed someone wiped his palms with a tissue and muttered to himself in confusion, "What is religion?"

An Eastern listener happened to pass by him at this time and heard his words. He stopped and said in English,

He stopped and said in English, "In the past, religion was called feudal superstition in our country."

"Feudal superstition?" Obviously, this Western audience member did not understand Chinese very well.

"Sometimes, it is really ridiculous. Modern civilization is clearly built on the basis of industrial civilization and technological civilization. Religion is clearly an extremely stupid theory, but now, it has become a kind of protected animal.

Everyone knows in their hearts that it is fake. They all know that in reality, there is no God, and there is no hell, but they still have to maintain respect for those believers. "

"This is political correctness, especially in the West." The Western audience member smiled bitterly. "I am a German."

The Eastern audience member showed a very unkind look of schadenfreude. "That's good."

"When a group of people obviously believe in fake ideas, obviously believe in wrong ideas, obviously believe in absurd ideas, the majority of the atheists around them still have to maintain respect for them. No one dares to question the power of their beliefs. No one dares to do so, because it will be considered immoral and uncivilized. This kind of political correctness is really disgusting. "

"Actually, it is much more comfortable to think about it from another perspective. Just think of it as caring for fools." The Eastern audience member subconsciously wanted to reach out and pat the Western audience member on the shoulder, but suddenly realized that the two sides were opposing each other, so he gave up.

"Actually, we also have our own beliefs." The Western audience member stretched out his hand and pointed above his head. "This is true belief. It will ravage us, it will torture us, it will make us face the possibility of death at any time, but I dare to believe that the majority of the listeners, in fact, are actually like Christians towards God, or even more respectful towards it than God.

Isn't this also a kind of stupidity? Isn't this also a kind of irony? "

"More or less. I am watching the scenery from the bridge, and the people watching you from upstairs. When we say that other believers are fools, aren't we even more laughable fools? "

Speaking of the radio, regardless of whether it was the Eastern or Western audience members, they actually had similar feelings. This feeling was a little like the radio had abused me a thousand times, but I still treated the radio as my first love. Sometimes, the audience was really more despicable.

Sophia suddenly noticed that Su Bai had not chosen his clothes after so long?

Then, his friend seemed to have gone to buy cigarettes and did not return.

Sophia immediately looked around seriously. The number of people, the number of people did not add up!

Not only the Su Bai duo, but there were also other people who had quietly disappeared during the performance. Naturally, they were not killed.

"D * mn it, this fellow who eats alone."

Sophia immediately took out her phone and looked at the arrival time of the train. However, she was immediately surprised to find that the phone showed that the train that could never be bought had now displayed the words "Sufficient Tickets".

And some of the listeners who had already set up the reminder plug-ins for tickets also felt their phones vibrate at this time.

...

"Da Bai, quick!"

Fatso handed the ticket to Su Bai, then used his fat body to squeeze through.

When the two of them unscrupulously squeezed to the front, Fatso said worriedly, "Da Bai, according to the display on your phone, it is not yet time for us to check in the tickets."

"Let's swipe the tickets and sneak in first. Gongzi Hai and the rest must have entered long ago."

"Yes, let's go in first."

This was the check-in time for another train. Su Bai and Fatso respectively inserted their tickets into the check-in slot, and then the tickets were drawn in. After the check-in, the tickets popped out from the slot in front, and the fence in front opened at this time.

Fatso took out the ticket and passed through the fence. Then, Fatso disappeared in front of Su Bai.

Su Bai's pupils shrank. Sure enough, this is how we enter.

After taking out his ticket, Su Bai also passed through the fence.

Then, he felt the world around him spin at this moment, and Fatso's fat body appeared in front of Su Bai.

"D * mn, Da Bai, this train station is so overbearing …"

Fatso said in shock.

Su Bai walked out from behind Fatso, and the scene in front of him was also unexpected to Su Bai.

All around him was a dusky sky. In front of him was a huge, deep pit. In the deep pit, there was yellow, muddy water and countless bones.

A railway, running from the deep pit, extended all the way here.

Around them, the wind was blowing, as if they were in Avici Hell.

"Da Bai, we really came in a little too early."

As soon as Fatso's voice fell, he heard a "plop" sound. Su Bai had already jumped into the deep pit, and he took the initiative to walk forward along the railway.

"Wait for me!"

Fatso no longer hesitated. He jumped down and followed Su Bai.

"Da Bai, why do I feel that the surrounding environment is so weird?"

"Ah, this is a good thing." Su Bai looked at Fatso in surprise.

"What good thing?" Fatso didn't understand.

"It means that you're not blind."