As soon as the isolation door opened, the sound of roaring mountains and tsunami rushed in.

"It's daytime, right?" Lan Ze was shocked.

Nightclub, as the name suggests. It is called a nightclub, and it is supposed to be lively at night. Proms and parties in universities only have a fun atmosphere at night.

"These people never follow ground time." the goblin replied.

How many amazingly talented and beautiful people have been trained by various countries at the expense of massive resources and sent to the HT Consortium.

And then these guys hang out in nightclubs in broad daylight?

This group of people looks like they belong to a federation at first glance.

People in the Air Force's aerospace department are relatively honest and disciplined. The Army's flight department is the dullest and most low-key.

The wildness of play is probably directly proportional to the level of money.

Under the flickering light from time to time in the dimness, looking around, the hall was full of people.

After Lan Ze entered this area, his target was Senior Zhang He.

Lan Ze glanced around and before he had time to worry, he realized that Sister Zhang was right.

She is really easy to find.

She climbed on the big table in the middle of the hall and was standing up. A ball of light was projected on her at that moment.

That's not a stage. The stage is on the side of the hall, and there are female entertainers in costumes waving and jumping around without any presence on it.

The college girl was sitting on an ordinary table, which was a little bigger at best. When Lan Ze came in for a walk the night before, he saw a large group of people eating melon seeds around the big table.

"Brothers and sisters in District 17! Someone is provoking you, what should you do?" the college sister shouted to everyone in the hall.

Because the light beam can collect air vibrations, it is true that where it is brighter, the sound is louder. Standing under the spotlight, the college girl's voice is amplified quite clearly.

There was a loud bang, and the response was so noisy that no one could hear clearly.

"Captain Zhang, come on!" A sharp voice could be heard clearly through the noise.

"District 17!" Zhang He shouted.

"District 17!" echoed loudly.

"District 17!!" Boom.

"District 17!!!" Boom.

The sound waves came one after another, as if there was going to be a riot.

This group of astronauts from the United Nations must not smoke or drink. If they behave like ordinary people, drink some wine, smash a few wine bottles, and then throw unfinished cigarette butts into the wine bottles, will it become

I don't know if the Molotov cocktail explodes...it will definitely cause quite a fuss. Many people in the joint department have special skills, and it is estimated that the mecha troops will be dispatched to suppress it.

Zhang He put his finger to his mouth and whistled, sharp and loud, like passing through clouds and fog, and the crowd gradually became quiet.

She turned in one direction: "We dare to fight, do you dare to accept?"

Only then did Lan Ze realize that there was more than one place lit up in the hall. There was someone else standing at another table. That person looked down at the people under the table.

"From District 26!" The man also shouted in the light. "We are the best!"

“The best!”

“The best!!”

“The best!!!”

The echo was very noisy. It seemed that there were quite a few people in District 26 at the scene.

"Come here?" Zhang He stood tall and raised his fingers.

Although I don’t know why she accepted the challenge and insisted on asking the other party to come over. But it was obvious that if the other party refused, his momentum would weaken a bit, as if he was afraid of her.

"Captain Liu! Kick her down!"

After hearing this shout, Captain Liu, a tall and powerful man from District 26, happily jumped off the table, and climbed onto Sister Zhang's table amidst bursts of applause from the human wall that sounded like drum beats.

The two of them faced each other on the big table.

Zhang He smiled brightly.

"Captain Liu, please."

Captain Liu turned towards the stage and waved.

Music sounded in the hall, lights flashed on the stage, and artists began to dance.

The lighting on the big table also turned into glare. It flashed very hard.

The two captains started... dancing on the table.

Compared with the artists on the stage, their dancing was... ugly.

After the artist on the stage lowered his waist, the two of them did something like leaning back and touching the ground.

Therefore, we can probably tell that they are imitating the movements of the artists on stage.

However, the artist is elegant and light, and every move is full of harmonious beauty.

The two captains seemed to be moving in a chaotic manner.

Moreover, neither of them could keep up with the artist's movements. The artist's movements on the stage didn't look fast, unhurried or slow, and seemed natural.

Both of them were very anxious in pursuit.

The difference is that Zhang He's movements were clicky and clicky, just like the group exercises of children in a children's school. Captain Liu, while swaying, maintained a certain degree of softness in his dancing posture, as if all the bones in his body were broken.

The entire set of dance performed by the performers on stage is not long, perhaps for the convenience of imitation.

She raised her hands and ended the dance by spinning her dress like a flower. After bowing, the artist entered the standby state again, pacing on the stage to the rhythm of the music.

The rotation at the end lasted two full weeks, 720 degrees. Zhang He was the first to complete the two-week rotation, aimed at the correct direction facing the stage, and straightened up. Captain Liu was still dancing next to him.

Zhang He calmed down, smiled, and stood with his arms crossed.

Seeing Captain Liu start to circle in circles, Zhang He suddenly stretched out his foot.

The sound effect was spoken, the sound was not loud, but the whole audience heard: "Throw~"

I can't see clearly whether I touched it or not.

Captain Liu stumbled, rolled, and fell from the table.

A chorus of boos drowned out the music.

The music fades away and the flash ends.

The place was quiet for a while before the noise started again.

Maybe everyone wanted to wait for Captain Liu to get up.

However, Zhang He did not wait for him.

"Brothers and sisters in District 17," the light was now focused on her alone, "who are we?"

"Flying wolves!" Someone shouted under the halo.

"Yes, flying wolves!" echoing voices came and went.

At this time, Captain Liu's face had appeared in the halo of light surrounding the table. Then a discordant voice was also amplified:

"I think it's the flying girls!"

"Hey, come on, come on." Zhang He stretched out his hand to pull him up, but he was pulled away.

The two of them seemed to be talking about cross talk.

"Did I hear it wrong just now?" Captain Zhang asked disdainfully.

"District 17," Captain Liu said bluntly, "Flying girls!"

With this sound, he was in the light and full of energy.

District 17 is not full of girls. There are more men. District 26 is temporarily relieved, but the men in District 17 should be angry.

"You want to compete with me?" Zhang He tapped her chest.

"Hmph~"

"Who is more girly than the two of us?"

There was laughter.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly turned a little entertainment-oriented.

"It's obvious! You little bitch, why are you talking nonsense!" Captain Liu stood on the edge of the table and stared at Captain Zhang proudly.

"Biniang, you want to surpass me? You are naive!" Captain Zhang pointed his thumb at himself, making the atmosphere even more off-kilter. "As for Niang, I have never convinced anyone! There are captains here, who of you dare to say that?
Chapter completed!