Strange Rules: It doesn't matter, the system will take care of it.

Chapter 87 You better not get caught by me

Chen Feng turned his head and discovered that the shooter was Liu Wubo, the older brother of Huang Mao Liu Wenbo.

These three days.

When Liu Wubo went back and checked his salary card, he discovered that all the money he had saved for his wedding, which he had scrimped and saved, had been secretly given to the church by his mother.

"Maybe my mother is right. Someone like me doesn't deserve to get married at all."

"The money I got back after complaining about the church was quickly sent back by her."

Feeling hopeless about the future, Liu Wubo heard that his mother was going to attend another rally to donate money. In a fit of rage, he took out a loan to buy a black gun on the black market, intending to take revenge on the church.

"You've ruined my life."

"I will end your lives."

With this in mind, Liu Wubo sneaked into the rally under the guise of a family member. Taking advantage of a moment when no one was paying attention, he pulled the trigger and fired three shots at the protectors.

boom! boom! boom!

Two shots to the chest, one to the head; even a god would shake his head.

In Chen Feng's eyes, the next two bullets seemed to trace an arc in the air as if in slow motion.

This means he has entered a combat-ready state.

After becoming a "building-exploding" level expert, Chen Feng discovered a problem that only superhumans experience.

That means you're too strong. What if you pat someone on the shoulder and hit them so hard that you turn them into a bloody mess or a photograph?

In addition, the super speed that matches his immense strength, as well as his superhuman dynamic vision, make everyone else appear as if they are stuck, incredibly slow, in Chen Feng's eyes.

All of these factors made Chen Feng feel very inconvenienced in his daily life. Therefore, by familiarizing himself with the power, he controlled his strength and speed at the level of an ordinary person, only unleashing his full power in battle.

This is also why Chen Feng didn't react in time to the first shot.

Now, if Chen Feng wants to steal a kill, he can destroy the guardian before the bullet hits it.

But Chen Feng didn't do that, because when he entered the venue, India warned him: "If we make a move today, something bad might happen."

In fact, Chen Feng himself also discovered the problem, which was that as Niu Mian's subordinates, these six protectors should also be strange tales.

Since it's a ghost story, what are the rules? It can't be like the erotic village, where you can't watch it at all.

Therefore, Chen Feng decided to wait and see.

As the gunshot rang out, the guardian fell into a pool of blood, the amount of blood so much that it could be used to write calligraphy on the ground.

That's it? It can't be that bad.

Chen Feng knew perfectly well that if monsters died so casually in this wretched place called Cihang, there must be something fishy going on.

A moment of silence fell over the party hall.

"what!"

Suddenly a scream rang out. The believers in the hall reacted in various ways: some watched the spectacle with indifference, some covered their ears, some fled in fear, and some grieved for the Dharma protector. But most of them were fanatical believers who wanted to avenge the Dharma protector.

"He killed the Dharma Protector!"

"Grab him!"

boom!boom!

Liu Wubo showed no mercy to these fanatical believers who were beyond cure, raising his hand to give each of them a peanut.

He may not have the cure, but he has plenty of gunpowder.

Gunfire erupted in the arena! First Blood! Double Kill! Triple Kill!

Chen Feng couldn't help but give a thumbs up and said to Huang Mao, "That's great! I love your brother's temper."

Just as Liu Wubo was wreaking havoc, a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

Liu Wubo's pupils contracted: "Mom?"

Pfft!

Liu Wubo felt a sharp pain in his chest, and only when he saw the knife did he realize that he had been stabbed.

The one who stabbed him was his own mother.

I'm dying?

After a brief moment of fear, Liu Wubo began to sob, his face displaying a myriad of emotions: confusion, pain, and anger.

But it only lasted for less than ten seconds before he died.

The blood gushing from his body stained the floor bright red.

The mother with yellow hair muttered, "Son, you've sinned. I'm just trying to help you. Don't blame me."

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

Huang Mao froze, speechless, as if someone had grabbed his throat.

At that moment, applause broke out.

A man in a white robe, white gloves, and white crown stepped forward, grasped the blond-haired woman's hand, and congratulated her, saying, "Congratulations, madam! You have upheld justice by killing a sinner; now you can participate in the trials of heaven!"

Huang Mao's mother said nervously, "But I am guilty. My son killed the Dharma Protector."

The man in white robes said, "Don't worry, that's not a protector, but merely an incarnation of the sect leader."

damn it.

It's yet another incarnation of a cow.

Chen Feng secretly rejoiced that he hadn't acted impulsively just now; otherwise, if he had alerted the enemy, the avatar would most likely have uttered the curse again, turning the venue into a funeral parlor in an instant.

No wonder India said that bad things would happen if she took action.

A believer nearby asked, "Sir, what are the trials of heaven?"

The man in white explained, "The Heavenly Trials are a process for us to escape original sin. Only by going to the Holy Land and passing the tests of the six guardians can we receive the blessing of the leader and be reborn."

The cult leader? Personally bestowing blessings?

Chen Feng's heart stirred.

That old cunning bastard Niu Mian has been spreading his incarnations all over Cihang City without ever showing his face, but now he's finally been exposed.

As Chen Feng was thinking, his thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a sound.

The crowd erupted in applause as believers congratulated Huangma on her escape from suffering.

Congratulations!

"Finally, I can go to heaven."

A mother kills her own child, and those around her celebrate. Is there anything more absurd than this in the world?

Have.

That was the only thing in Huangmao's eyes that showed no remorse for killing her son, only a longing for heaven: "Thank you, thank you everyone."

Huang Mao's mother may have regretted it, but she regretted that she killed him too late.

India's expression was complex: "Pathetic, pitiful, and hateful! I really don't know how many people they have poisoned over the years."

Knowing the truth about Cihang City constantly sending souls into reincarnation and raising humans, Chen Feng couldn't help but complain in his heart: "You should ask, who in Cihang City hasn't been poisoned by them?"

The blond-haired man's eyes widened in horror: "I'm going to kill them!"

"Killing isn't just talk; it's about taking action," Chen Feng instructed. "You've already felt anger. Remember this feeling, cultivate diligently, and you'll be able to avenge your brother."

After the party ended.

Chen Feng found Huang Mao's mother and asked if they could visit the trial together.

Huang Mao's mother was hesitant at first, but after hearing that Chen Feng would sponsor the trial's money, she reluctantly agreed.

So at the end of the month.

Following the instructions, Chen Feng and the others took the subway, buses, and coaches, changing trains several times before finally arriving at a mountainous area called the Holy Land.

According to Huang Mao's mother, this sacred place is surrounded by six peaks representing the eyes, ears, nose, tongue, mind, and body, each corresponding to one of the six guardian deities. Only by climbing all the peaks from beginning to end can one pass the trial.

"And this too."

Huang Mao's mother handed her a brochure.

Chen Feng opened it and saw that the first page read:

[Shengniu Mountain - Eye Peak Visitor Notice: Welcome, visitors... Please follow these rules]

Turn to the next page.

[Shengniu Mountain-Erfeng Visitor Information: Welcome, visitors... Please follow these rules]

Yeah.

This is the taste.

Chen Feng looked up at the mountain peak, thinking to himself, "Niu Mian, you better not let me find you. If I do, you're in for a world of hurt!"