Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

So it was this guy?

Bo Bing's eyes instantly turned cold and terrifying, and even the hostages used as "visual objects" were startled by this malice.

This guy was the culprit who initially caused him to lose his sense of taste. Two years ago, during the chase on the overpass, he threw medicine at him and jumped out of the car. It's amazing that he's still alive.

Even Heaven won't accept it?

—Then I'll accept it.

Bo Bing tilted his head, revealing a sinister smile. The murderous aura emanating from him sent a chill down the spine of the plainclothes policewoman whose mouth was covered and who couldn't make a sound.

Who exactly is this guy? Is he an enemy or a friend?

While I was thinking, I was forced to lie face down on the floor in the corner of the counter, and something cold was suddenly shoved into my hand.

Was it the thug's pistol?

"I hope you pass your shooting test, and I'll wait with you for your team to close."

The policewoman realized that the young man beside her already knew she was a member of the police force and was speaking to her in a low, husky voice. She instantly determined that the young man was on her side, so she calmly gave him an "OK" sign and skillfully gestured as she loaded her gun, indicating to Bo Bing that she was not a novice.

[Sensitive] Startup.

[Assassin] Increases aura perception by 3%, while others' aura perception of you decreases by 10%.

Alpha has activated its environmental awareness skills.

Bo Bing nodded and made a hand gesture towards Guan Yinshan on the third floor from a blind spot.

Guan Yinshan had excellent eyesight, so he naturally saw Bo Bing in the corner gesturing to him and collecting the clothes off the thugs' bodies. The gesture meant for them to go down through the side passage.

Bo Bing—this audacious fellow, isn't he afraid of dying?

Cold-blooded!

Thinking this, Guan Yinshan didn't slow down at all. Putting the monkey aside for the moment, he quickly waved for his team to follow.

He wasn't afraid the monkey would escape. Since he knew Bo Bing and the monkey were here, if the monk could run away, could the temple escape too? If anything happened, it would eventually come out with the mud.

It has to be said that Bo Bing chose a really good location. To get down, you have to go through the back door and elevator, where there are three or four people guarding the area. Even Guan Yinshan couldn't get away with trying to curry favor with them while they were under gunfire.

But no one could have imagined that Bo Bing would jump off the third-floor platform so quietly.

Outside the hall were police officers trying to calm the thugs and distract them. There were thugs in the central area and several corners in front. They were desperate criminals, but not stupid. They knew that the first thing to do in these places was to use cover and hostages to protect their heads, so as not to have their heads ripped off by a sniper.

Since the upstairs guests were VIPs who had made reservations, the elevators and passageways required access cards from the lobby manager and front desk staff. However, the manager was currently on the third floor with Zhang Baoshan, who had booked the entire venue, so there was no immediate danger. Guan Yinshan was holding a card for investigation and search.

The receptionist was probably being held hostage and guarding the front desk, so no one was checking the backup access cards at the back; many young masters and ladies were also waiting on the third floor to show their skills, so they wouldn't all be taken hostage.

Guan Yinshan's team was conducting an undercover investigation, so it was entirely feasible for them to go down before these guys could react.

So what is Bo Bing doing right now?

The policewoman frowned.

Headgear, armor, gun, chest strap, backpack.

—Flowers are blooming!

The young man stripped the thug completely naked, leaving him only in his underwear. While unconscious, he was biting his own socks when Bo Bing, wearing fingerless boxing gloves, punched him twice.

The policewoman couldn't bear to watch, because she saw Bo Bing take out a small makeup box and start applying makeup to her face with her little finger.

The box also had the logo of the Great World printed on it, and it was obviously something that belonged to one of the ladies here—something that he automatically picked up with [Three Hands - Common Hand] when someone tried to attack Bo Bing with his fiery red lips.

The entire process was seamless and took less than a minute.

Bo Bing was about the same height as the assailant, and with the mask and the enhancement of [Advanced Makeup], he was almost indistinguishable from the assailant. He held a UZI from the assailant's back and stood up before his accomplice could approach, pressing it against the policewoman's neck. He led her towards the exit of the corridor, where two bound waiters were kneeling beside it.

"Dingzi, why aren't you guarding that side? What are you doing here?"

His accomplice glanced at the newcomer and saw that it was his own companion holding a crying and begging woman hostage. He was blinded by lust and glanced at the woman's curves, but didn't think much of it.

The policewoman was extremely nervous. There were four people on the other side, and she and Bo Bing were not enough. Moreover, the gunshots would attract the attention of the people in front, who had four or five hostages and a group of hostages kneeling to the side who hadn't escaped. The criminals were already shouting that if they didn't send a car out for her, they would kill them all to take them with them.

The thin ice is unaffected.

A flash of blue light appeared in his throat.

An electronic sound rang in my ears.

[Voice Cord Enhancement] is in progress.

[Balance Technique - Beginner] Activation.

[Sales pitch] Start.

"Damn it, some fat pig is messing with me," Bo Bing's aura and the atmosphere blended together subtly, and his voice became deep and resonant. With the mask on, most people couldn't tell the difference. "He even dared to threaten me that if he left, we'd be finished."

"Damn this idiot, he dares to talk big."

A skinny man spat, his face full of disdain, "If it were me, it would be a one-shot deal. You think you can get out of here when you run into us grandpas? I just shot those blind fools a few times and sent them all to meet their ancestors."

Upon hearing this, both Bo Bing and the policewoman's expressions changed slightly, indicating that someone had been harmed.

"I punched him twice in the face, and that idiot passed out," Bo Bing laughed, immediately blending in, "He's like a dog, still daring to bark."

Guan Yinshan, who was just a door away, was so tense and angry that his knuckles turned white from clenching his fists.

He recognized the female team member's voice and had an intuitive judgment about who was holding her hostage. His hearing was also very sharp; as a special police officer, his keen senses had saved his life many times.

—Thin ice, again thin ice.

He was waiting for the right opportunity.

Bo Bing smiled.

He had already determined that the easiest target here was this skinny guy.

He seemingly acted like a close friend as he pushed the woman out, exchanging lewd glances with the skinny man as they walked, while the others exchanged knowing looks.

Right now.

A cold, electronic voice sounded.

【Three Hands - Masterful Hands】Activated. Increases the maximum hand movement limit by 4%.

[Finger Bone Enhancement] Activated.

[Wrist Bone Strengthening] Activated.

[Blood Hands] activated. Increases the hardness of the bones in both hands by 400% and greatly enhances grip strength.

On the skinny man's shoulder, Bo Bing's right hand was covered with a dense layer of blood-red electronic foam. His fingers, like hydraulic shears, instantly gripped the skinny man's throat and crushed his throat bones.

In less than a second, the skinny guy didn't even make a sound.

The sudden increase in intraocular pressure caused his pupils to roll back like a dead fish, revealing red sclera that shone eerily in the light reflected from the ornate overhead lamp.

My body slid down slowly, like an expired loach in a can.

"No, you—"

—The group of people reacted instantly.

Thin ice is smiling.