Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

Bo Bing felt incredibly agile, like a free and powerful eagle.

He curled up in mid-air, crossing his arms in front of his chest to reduce air resistance and the effects of the strong winds, thus minimizing the risk of injury during landing.

This overpass is 5.6 kilometers long, winding and meandering between mountain roads and rivers.

The van was obviously not going too fast; after all, speeding around bends at night, on narrow bridges, or in heavy rain is practically suicidal.

The spot where Bo Bing just stood is directly below the only road leading down from the overpass.

Bo Bing calculated the distance before jumping from the bridge, and with the system's prompts, the young man acted swiftly and decisively.

His attention was focused, the feeling of weightlessness during the fall intertwined with the torrential rain, and the gust of wind blowing the young man's soaked black hair upwards.

The sound on the side of the ear is the cold, inorganic tone of the system.

【Eagle Stomp】Landing damage increased by 120%, activated.

A flash of bloodlust appeared in Bo Bing's eyes, and she plunged heavily through the sunroof of the van.

"boom--"

"Click——"

A layer of blue, honeycomb-like light clung to Bo Bing's right leg, and his right heel struck the skylight first.

With just one kick, the force of gravity acceleration and the combined effect of the Eagle Stomp caused the sunroof to shatter into pieces in mid-air, as fragile as fondant glass. The car body shuddered violently twice, and the wheels left black marks on the concrete road.

"crunch-"

The driver was clearly startled and lost control of the steering wheel, swaying left and right on the overpass before regaining his balance.

The driver's seat, the front passenger seat, and the rear seats are separated by an iron fence.

Using the rebound force, Bo Bing jumped onto the metal sheet behind the sunroof, gripping the edge of the cargo rack on the roof of the van with one hand and resting the other on her knees as she coldly watched the commotion inside the van.

"What?! What fell down?"

"The skylight is broken!"

"How could this happen, you idiot! Go check it out right now!"

"Go and figure out a way to plug the sunroof! Damn it, my clothes are all soaked!"

Bo Bing lowered his eyes, his Eagle Vision still activated. He saw the other man who had escaped into the car earlier cautiously pick up a weapon and carefully walk from the back seat to the sunroof. Meanwhile, the person in the passenger seat picked up a long bayonet from beside his feet.

"Damn it, what is that—"

The man was still resentful after being scolded by the driver. Carrying a stun gun, he cautiously walked to the sunroof, where he witnessed a scene he would never forget.

The young man's face seemed to be shrouded in black mist, and under the dim, rapidly passing streetlights, bloodstains splattered on his pale face.

A pair of deep black eyes, enhanced by the system's combat mode, had turned completely inhuman red, like a warning beam of danger in the night.

As the man with the stun gun looked up, his eerie pupils instantly dilated and moved slightly several times in the direction the man was moving.

The sky brightened again, as if it were daytime. A huge beam of lightning pierced the deep rainy night, and a bolt of lightning as thick as a water bucket struck the mountainside, blasting the trees on the embankment to tumble down.

"Monster...a ...

The man with the stun gun was no longer concerned about the torrential rain pouring down from the skylight, because he had already recognized the guy above the skylight as the young man who had just killed his brother at the bridgehead.

Hey... The guy holding the stun gun was practically snot running down his face, his hand trembling slightly as he held the stun gun. What... what did this guy just do?

Such a high bridge... he... he jumped off?

Wait... is this for real? Is this even human? This is a monster...

"Monster! There's a monster on the roof of the car!!"

The man seemed to have seen something terrifying. He stood up and frantically waved his stun gun at Bo Bing, trying to drive him away.

"Damn it, what are you yelling about? I told you to smoke less... you idiot!"

The guy in the passenger seat didn't seem to have a good temper. He opened the right-side window, held a bayonet in his right hand, and leaned half his body out to look at the roof.

What was that? Was it... a person? Was the person who just jumped down a person?

"Drive faster, faster... shake him off!"

He gave orders to the driver.

Upon hearing the voice, Bo Bing's crimson eyes instantly locked onto him.

The guy in the passenger seat had his right hand on the outside door. Before he could swing the long bayonet in his left hand at Bo Bing, Bo Bing shifted his weight, braced himself behind him with his right hand, and forcefully grabbed the right side of the car's roof railing with his left hand. He leaped high into the air in an extremely bizarre arc, and while the car was moving, he used the momentum of his body to swing his legs and stomp hard on the passenger seat behind him.

"Aaaaah—you bastard—"

Bo Bing stomped on the middle-aged man's right arm, breaking it. The arm was hanging on the car window, swaying as the car moved.

Bo Bing's face was indistinguishable between sweat and rain. He quickly changed his posture, gripped the handrail tightly, and with a fierce effort, executed a vicious hook kick with his abdomen. The "Yellow Scorpion Tail Needle" kick landed directly on the man's temple, and the man in the passenger seat immediately spurted blood from his nose onto the windshield and lost consciousness.

Thin ice returned to the roof of the car.

"If you dare come down, I'll kill them!"

The man with the stun gun pulled the child from the back seat, his expression dazed and frantic.

The young man looked down at him coldly.

—There is already a way to die.