Chapter 497 Funny Show
Below is a theater with beautiful singing. The uninvited guest who has sneaked in from the roof of the theater took a look at the beautiful figure on the stage, and his ears echoed with the other party's singing in the drama. He couldn't help but feel a little intoxicated when he first arrived.
Although he doesn't appreciate any opera at all, the other person's singing voice seems to have magical power and can infect people at once.
But it doesn't matter, he's not here to see a show.
The intruder glanced at the figures sitting in the audience.
The most noteworthy one is the tall and conspicuous man in the VIP seats on the second floor.
Shane Robben, Silver Lion.
He was once a refugee, but he relied on his unparalleled strength to create an unprecedented reputation in the Golden Circle. It can be said that he defeated most people in the Golden Circle with his strength.
The biggest variable in this operation is that it is very difficult to kill Chu Xin under his protection. After killing Chu Xin, it is even more difficult to retreat from the angry Silver Lion.
But there is no way, I have taken all the orders, there is no reason to give up halfway.
The intruder didn't look too closely. Although he was very confident in his ability to control aura, he was a legendary figure after all. He was so sensitive to aura that if he was discovered, it would only add to the misfortune.
Now, the Raiders are waiting, waiting to hear from the teammate responsible for the frontal attack that draws the Silver Lion's attention.
To attack directly in front of the Silver Lion, he believed that he had to get within three meters of the target to have a chance. He felt that this was already very conservative.
In this situation, getting closer than three meters was completely wishful thinking. He chose to wait for the support of his teammates. This is a team.
Two minutes later...
Um? Did Singer buy another lottery ticket on the way? Why haven't you taken action yet? Forget it, just wait.
five minutes later……
It's almost the latest appointed time. Facing the Silver Lion, does Singer still dare to be so conceited? Forget it, play with him!
ten minutes later……
The intruder sneaked back onto the roof and dialed the team comms.
"Fake! Singh, are you going to do it anymore! Where did the person die?!"
"Resa, Singh lost contact five minutes ago..." As a result, he didn't hear Singh's voice, and only received responses from the supporting and surrounding teammates.
"What?" Resa's original anger suddenly cleared away.
Isn't it? Really dead? He just said angry words!
"I just took a look at the square. There were obvious signs of fighting, but I couldn't see any trace of people. And I always felt that there was a strange smell over the theater square, and we didn't dare to get close."
"Singer may have been killed..."
"Are you kidding! Singer said that he could survive three punches against Robben, the Silver Lion! Plus, the team was even more confident to deal with it! In the end, it only took ten minutes at most, and they lost contact?!" Naturally, Resa was early. He considered this possibility, but he was reluctant to believe it.
They have collaborated on countless missions as a team, and they know each other's strengths and weaknesses.
Singer is indeed capable. In terms of frontal combat ability, Singer is undoubtedly the strongest in their team.
If Singer disappears within ten minutes, then this mission will be directly upgraded from hell difficulty to "quick escape" difficulty!
The question is...do they dare?
This employer is not someone to be trifled with. It doesn’t matter how much you publicize it if you succeed. But if you don’t succeed... there is a high chance that you will be silenced!
"Resa, what should I do?"
Resa was silent for a long time.
After checking the time, the drama is about to end and a decision must be made!
"Go ahead!" Resa quickly made a decision.
…
still have a chance.
The opportunity to get as close as three meters away, he had previewed the opera before coming here, in order to understand Chu Xin's position on the theater at various points in time.
And this habit of detail gave him a breakthrough.
He knew that in the final climactic scene, there would be another character who could get very close to Chu Xin.
Resa only needed to replace that role, and he could use this opportunity to get close to Chu Xin at the most suitable distance and kill him with one blow.
However, the Silver Lion is in the auditorium on the second floor.
It seemed to be some distance away from the stage, but he knew that as long as the Silver Lion was still in this theater, his chance of escaping after he succeeded... was less than one percent.
He was determined.
He died at the mouth of an angry silver lion, and the other brothers came back with the mission to avoid death.
With this in mind, Reza moved from the ceiling of the theater to the backstage.
Here he saw two lighting technicians concentrating on lighting, and he walked around carefully.
After bypassing it, before he could pass by, he suddenly felt eyes on him.
He was startled and turned around suddenly, but the two lighting engineers just laughed and discussed in a low voice: "She is really good-looking, and she has a different style from the little princess."
"How can a dog with a leather holster compare with someone with such innate talent?"
"You are right, but the little princess is..."
They were talking about unclear topics.
Resa breathed a sigh of relief and continued to sneak forward.
Finally, he finally succeeded in reaching the top of the backstage. He began to observe the costumes of the people below. He remembered that the actor's general costume was...
found it.
He took advantage of the high point of the singing in the front and quickly fell into the back, concealing the sound and lurking, approaching the man in the attire.
Find cover, avoid possible crowds, and...
Suddenly, when he was hiding behind a large box, he felt that he had missed a step.
What!
He took a closer look and found that his legs were stepping on the dark angle formed by the box and the wall. The shadows there seemed to come alive.
It was squirming, and countless malicious gazes could be felt coming from it.
He looked at Resa as if he were looking at a piece of food.
Resa's heart was filled with fear for no reason.
Rather, when he heard the news that Singer had lost contact, a touch of fear had already penetrated his heart.
He looked at the shadow that was clinging to his feet, even pulling him further down, trying to pull him into the embrace of darkness.
He raised his hand and no longer cared about the hidden assassination. He wanted to get away!
However, the raised hand was grabbed.
Resa turned around suddenly and saw a man with a prim look on his face and a pair of plain glasses without prescription hanging on the bridge of his nose.
He is... the new director of the theater, the new leader of the Flower Moon Troupe! The master here!
When he saw the other person's face, Resa trembled violently in his heart.
He got it.
Reza tried to make a final counterattack, but found that some kind of power was flowing through his body. He didn't know when a mark had been formed.
The conversion has been completed.
His body was no longer under his control, and he was frozen in place.
"Don't touch my theater and troupe." Brother Zhi said coldly, reaching out to lift the other person's chin to close his mouth that was about to make a sound.
Then tap lightly with your finger.
The opponent was quickly dragged into the shadow world.
Resa knew that from the moment they approached the theater, they were no longer hunters, but prey.
This theater is a man-eating monster...
He was dragged completely into the shadows.
The philosophical brother gave a thumbs up, but this was not to praise anyone, but to press slowly.
The sound of fireworks was swallowed up by the shadows.
He clapped his hands.
"Captain, it's the end of the curtain, come and prepare for the curtain call!"
"Well, I'm here." Hearing this, Brother Zhizhi turned his head and replied with a smile. Then he straightened his clothes and dressed in a dress that he was not very accustomed to, and prepared to go on stage.
"I hope all the spectators will enjoy watching it." He added with inexplicable meaning, ushering in a burst of laughter in his mind.