I've Become the King of Villains in the Game-Chapter 421 - : 285 Chapter The Crowd Boils Over_2

Chapter 421: 285 Chapter The Crowd Boils Over_2

“My Sun! What is that?!”

“It’s a circular saw! A huge one!”

“Wow… What on earth does the magician want to do?!”

On stage, a massive metal table appeared, roughly four to five meters in length and width, with a circular saw standing in the middle, its sharp blade bristling with pointed teeth. It looked like a tool specially designed for felling giant trees, now placed on the stage.

Even before the performance had begun, the audience drew in a cold breath.

Chen Lun watched the audience’s reaction with a silent chuckle to himself, it seemed that the “magic prop” he’d ordered Connie to make wasn’t too shabby.

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He walked straight to the table and pressed a button.

Da-da-da-da…

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The engine started, and with a screech, the circular saw began to spin rapidly.

Chen Lun picked up a large chunk of pork from the floor and casually tossed it onto the saw, only to hear a splat! The sizable piece of pork was instantly sawed in half, with bits of meat and fat flying in all directions.

The audience was scared by this bloody scene and let out exclamations.

They were convinced that this was not a trick, but a real circular saw.

Chen Lun picked up the microphone, brought it to his lips, and, raising the several bundles of rope in his other hand, said:

“Next, I will perform the ‘circular saw escape’. First, I invite three audience members to come to the stage and use these ropes to tie me up. Then, I will be suspended in the air, slowly lowering down, with only sixty seconds to escape. If I cannot free myself from these ropes in this limited time, then just like that piece of pork, I will be sawed… hiss, right in half by this circular saw.”

Listening to his explanation, the audience couldn’t help but break out into a sweat.

But many faces showed excitement instead, their hands raised high, shouting loudly, hoping to be chosen by the magician.

In the end, Chen Lun “randomly” selected three audience members to come up on stage.

A middle-aged nobleman, the head of “Golden Rum,” along with Mr. Garderson.

Garderson fingered the ropes, feeling their toughness, and inwardly muttered to himself that Chen Lun was asking for it.

He smiled on the surface but was determined to tie a death knot and bring this arrogant magician to his demise.

The head of “Golden Rum” equally harbored ill intentions, hoping for an accident that would shut down this rival’s theater for good.

The nobleman was simply in it for fun, with no concern for the magician’s life or death.

The three of them tied the ropes around Chen Lun’s hands, feet, and midsection, binding him tightly with death knots, convinced that it would be impossible to escape quickly.

As the three returned to their seats, the ropes around Chen Lun were hooked by a large iron hook and pulled gradually into the air.

Squeak, squeak…!

The blade of the circular saw was spinning at high speed, and the black-suited magician was also slowly descending.

The audience held their breath, watching the performance on stage without blinking.

Lance leaned in to ask Garderson something, to which Garderson simply gave a sinister smile and whispered:

“He’s a goner!”

As the ropes slowly lowered, the young magician was halfway down, his complexion beginning to darken, his body slightly shaking, still seemingly unable to undo the ropes.

Everyone’s eyes were wide open, not wanting to miss a single moment.

It seemed as if the next second, the magician, unable to untie the ropes, would fall onto the circular saw and be torn in half alive.

Just then, the rope holding the magician tautened, and an observant audience member in the front row suddenly discovered a terrifying fact.

The rope was faulty!

At the very top, near the winch, the rope was half snapped and could break at any moment!

“The rope’s going to break!”

One noble shouted.

Upon hearing this, the rest of the audience cried out.

Everyone thought of one term—

Stage accident!

“Oh! My goodness!”

Miss Tracey covered her mouth, incredulously watching the fraying rope and the teetering magician. Next to her, Garderson was beaming with excitement. He and his brother Lance exchanged glances, in perfect understanding of the situation.

Corvey did a good job!

That rope must have been tampered with by him!

There was a snap!

A crisp sound echoed through the theater’s loudspeakers.

The young magician, still bound, plummeted from mid-air as the suspending rope snapped.

Hoyle’s pupils shrank.

“Fuck!!”

Bam!!

There was a loud crash.

The black-suited magician slammed directly onto the circular saw!

His body was instantly split in two!

“Oh my God!”

“It’s too horrible!”

Many ladies couldn’t bear to watch any further, turning their heads away and silently praying.

The entire audience even stood up, creating an uproar.

Corvey, the Dwarf Group, the Selena sisters, Garderson, and the Lance brothers, among others, all revealed smug smiles.

“Quick, save him!!”

Hoyle suddenly rushed onstage from behind the curtain, his face pale, shouting loudly.

But the next second.

The magician, who had been cut in half, actually crawled up on the metal table, then pulled himself together and restored to his unharmed state.

He stepped on a switch, stopping the saw, then leaped down and bowed to all the audience members, hand on chest.

The audience was dead silent.

Then.

Whoosh!!

The entire place erupted.

“How is this possible?!”

Garderson shrieked.

Corvey, the Dwarf Group, and the Selena sisters were stunned, watching the scene in disbelief.

“He… he was clearly sawed in half! I saw it clearly!”

“This is impossible! How can this be?!”

Corvey’s growling voice became distorted, conveying his incredulity.

The carefully sabotaged magic prop, which he had personally inspected, was supposed to ensure a fatal stage accident, so how could that man be unharmed?!

Miss Tracey ignored her father’s stern gaze, stood up directly, cheering and leaping for joy.

“It’s so incredible! So spectacular!”

Many audience members like her were also shouting frantically.

They were witnessing such a thrilling performance for the first time, even mistaking the “stage accident” to be intentional, meant to add to the drama.

However, Chen Lun turned around, glanced at the darkness behind the stage, and sneered to himself.

Then he looked towards the dumbfounded Hoyle in front, and said with a smile:

“Mr. Hoyle, thank you for your cooperation. It seems you also have a talent for performing.”

“Ah…”

Hoyle snapped out of it and quickly understood the other’s intentions, laughing heartily twice, he waved to the audience and said through the microphone:

“As the owner of the theatre, I’ve always longed to take the stage, thank you, Mr. Jack, for giving me this opportunity.”

Laughter immediately followed from the audience.

Having sent away a shaken Hoyle, Chen Lun went straight to the edge of the stage, overlooking the dense crowd, and began speaking in a deep and magnetic voice:

“The appetizer is over, and next is today’s real highlight…”

The audience was suddenly startled.

This was just the appetizer?!

What kind of joke is that?!

What could follow that would be more spectacular than escaping from a saw?!

The audience’s gaze was fixed intently on the magician on stage, their anticipation like a volcano ready to erupt, their molten-hot curiosity soaring sky high.

“Please welcome our City Garden Theatre’s magicians Corvey, the Elves Group, and the Selena sisters to the stage to participate in the next magic act as guests.”

Chen Lun said with a calm face.

“?!”

Corvey and his group backstage were stunned on the spot.

“What is he talking about? Why should we go on stage as… ”

Before he could finish speaking, his eyes widened, for he realized that the three dwarves and the sisters were obediently heading towards the stage.

Their expressions were dull, as if marionettes being manipulated.

A chill rose in Corvey’s heart.

A sense of inexplicable fear sprang up, shooting to the top of his head.

What kind of dark magic was this?!

However, he soon lost consciousness, his body closely following the others onto the stage.

“Besides these guests from the theater, of course, we cannot do without the participation of the audience…”

Chen Lun revealed a slight smile, gently pointing at an audience member below.

“Me?”

Tracey pointed at herself, her pretty face filled with surprise.