Three Minutes of Death

Boom!

The gigantic fat man was immensely strong. After a dozen or so axe strikes, he actually split the steel plate on Liu Yi's body in half!

With Liu Yi's flesh-and-blood chest exposed, one more swing of the axe would send blood flying.

Bang!

A cloud of smoke exploded, like a Japanese ninja's smoke escape.

The pale smoke obscured Liu Yi and the giant fat man. By the time it dispersed, the scene onstage had completely changed.

The lights had become dim, carrying an eerie and frightening air.

An old woman with white hair suddenly appeared onstage. She wore a robe full of holes and dust, held a root cane in her left hand, and cradled a glass crystal ball in her right.

She raised her head and looked around. A cold, triangular eye showed through her silver hair as she let out a strange, chattering laugh.

The children caught in her gaze immediately grew afraid and clutched their parents' arms tightly.

Liu Di narrowed his eyes.

This was the old woman from the ticket booth.

The audience had just been thrilled by Liu Yi's savage performance and were still excited.

Now that this bizarre old woman had suddenly appeared, they had yet to adjust. For a moment, the entire venue fell silent.

Her face was hidden behind her hair, making her features impossible to see. Her voice was hoarse as a broken gong. "My name is Witch Ghost."

"My performance..."

Witch Ghost slowly turned and jabbed her cane at the floor. "Requires an audience member's cooperation."

With that, she swept her gaze across the audience, only for it to settle on Liu Di.

Liu Di's heart stirred.

Why is she staring at me? Is she plotting something?

"Hehehe!"

The old woman let out another eerie laugh. "But an ordinary