Chapter 406 Youth is as bright as a diamond in the sun
Chapter 406: Youth is as bright as a diamond in the sun. As night falls, the fluorescent light shines on the shores of Jiuqu Lake.
Bang, the fireworks soared into the sky, blooming with dazzling colors in the dark night sky.
After a simple opening remarks, the New Year Music Festival officially kicked off in Hyde Park.
The first to appear was the old German electronic band alpha2623183;ville.
A classic song "foreveryoung" instantly ignited the atmosphere at the scene.
The mature and melancholic strong male voice, the dynamic and brisk beat, and the extremely dreamy and gorgeous electronic music made the music fans in the audience mesmerized.
The gorgeous stage lights project beautiful background pictures. Carefree childhood, youthful youth, young people who are confused when they first enter the society, and middle-aged people who work hard for life.
The old and sad old age...
These flashing pictures outline the course of human life, and coupled with the melancholy and vicissitudes of singing, sing the voice of every listener, making people lament the ruthlessness of time.
Ye Feng walked slowly amidst the crazy shouting fans, and he was sighing in his heart, sighing for his lost youth.
Being forever young and returning to a carefree and innocent childhood may be the dream of many people.
In real life, "A person's childlike innocence is like a grain of pollen, which is often quietly stolen by the cockroaches of worldly experience during unintentional 'growth'... Then, the pollen disappears and the person becomes a cockroach. This is also Kang
3f Bautovsky's 'life lost'." Everything shows that the twentieth century is a century of wealth and power, a century where adults only survive and play. Modernization is also a century that aims to express
The concept of adult attributes and desires ignores the simple nature of life. Through a series of processing procedures, it separates people from the innocence of childhood, cultivates them into products, and then permanently fixes them on the assembly line.
Man has become a screw and an accessory of a huge social machine.
Forever young, this is just a beautiful fairy tale, just a helpless sigh for the boring life.
Growth is a double-edged sword. Once you grow up, you can never go back and go back to the innocent days of the past.
With endless sentimentality, Ye Feng slowly moved among the fans.
Amid the crazy shouts, a murderous aura loomed.
Not far ahead, a handsome young man was lowering his head and wiping away tears. His sadness almost made Ye Feng give up.
Unfortunately, he is just a processed "product" and can never return to his former innocence.
When he wiped away the tears and raised his face again, a look emerged that should not have appeared and should not have appeared on such an occasion.
Cold, extremely cold.
He looked through the curtain toward the backstage.
After sighing, Ye Feng quietly came behind the young man.
The killer's intuition made the young man aware of the strange movement behind him.
When he turned around, he saw a smiling face.
The smile is bright, as innocent as a child, which makes people recall the beautiful youth sung in the song.
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However, the young man did not feel the warmth of the spring breeze on his face, and his body trembled extremely.
Because he thought of a person, he knew what this smiling face meant. It was a symbol of death and the sonata of hell.
"It's you."
The young man moved half a step to the side and back, his expression solemn, and his hands in his coat pockets slowly moved.
"It's me."
Ye Feng's tone was extremely calm, and the smile on his face was as bright as ever.
The young man narrowed his eyes and looked at Ye Feng quietly. Suddenly, the light in his eyes suddenly brightened, and his hands in his pockets suddenly stretched out.
Moving like a rabbit, the young man's attack was extremely fierce.
Unfortunately, he was facing the former king of killers, the wind of hell. The moment his hands broke free from his pockets, Ye Feng had already taken action in advance. Masters competed for every cent. Ye Feng stretched out his hand and pushed,
Using softness to overcome strength, he very cleverly deflected the young man's heavy punch. Then, he turned his wrist, turned his palm into a grasp, and used a small grappling hand to catch the young man's right wrist like lightning.
The smile on Ye Feng's face grew stronger, and he clasped his palm down hard. With a crisp click, the young man's right wrist shattered.
The young man endured the severe pain from the wound on his right hand and punched out with his left hand, hitting Ye Feng's ribs directly.
Unfortunately, his left fist missed again.
Ye Feng took half a step back from the most incredible angle, and took advantage of the small gap created by the swaying of the fans beside him to get behind the young man. Then he hugged him as if he had met an old friend.
The young man's shoulder, and the thunder blow that the young man blasted with his left hand was forcefully pulled back by Ye Feng.
doyoureallywanttoliveforeverforever2candeverforeveryoung2ciwanttobeforeeveryoung (Do you really want to be forever young? Forever, forever. Forever young, I want to be forever young.) Mariagold, Bernhardlloyd and Frankmertens's passionate singing has brought the fans in the audience to a boiling point, and they are dancing crazily.
He folded his arms and shouted crazily for his lost youth.
The young man also waved his arms vigorously like other fans.
However, he was not willing to cheer for the idol on the stage, because his left arm was completely controlled by Ye Feng.
The left arm was stretched straight and straight, and it was still stretching upward.
The young man's face turned pale, and his heart felt like a knife was twisting in his chest, but he had nothing to do. Ye Feng's other hand on his shoulder was already pressing on his throat. As long as he dared to make the slightest resistance, his neck would instantly
It was twisted by Ye Feng.
No one wants to have their neck broken. For the sake of his neck, the young man could only watch his left arm rise little by little.
Finally, the young man's left arm reached a place he could never reach.
His shoulder joints and ligaments were severely damaged, and he could no longer make any movements. His five fingers drooped uncontrollably, and then his high-stretched arms also dropped.
The young man was sweating in pain, but his screams, amidst the crazy shouts of thousands of fans at the scene, were like water on a small bridge and were instantly drowned by the vast ocean.
Although he subdued the young killer, Ye Feng felt a little surprised in his heart.
The young man's hands were bare, and he did not wear the white gloves that were the signature attire of the Silver Hand organization, and he did not wear red or white ribbons on his two wrists.
It seems that the killer in front of him does not belong to the Silver Hand organization. He must have been hired by partners who were dissatisfied with the Holy Cross Society for abandoning the secret and turning to the dark side, as Maria said.
"Who sent you here?"
Ye Feng stared into the young man's eyes and asked coldly.
"Hmph." The young man snorted very hard, and then teased. "Wind of hell, have you forgotten the rules of our killer world?"
It is a golden rule in the killer world not to sell your employer's identity information.
If it had been in the past, Ye Feng would have stopped asking questions, but now it is different. He must find out the mastermind behind the scenes. Only in this way can the dissatisfied hostile elements be eliminated before the Holy Cross Society returns to its orthodoxy.
Only in this way can the future road of the Holy Cross be smoother and smoother.
"I quit the world of killers five years ago and am just an ordinary person now. Your rules don't work for me."
The young man curled his lips, his face full of disdain.
Looking at the sneer on the young man's face, Ye Feng suddenly laughed.
"When you joined the Death Cemetery, didn't anyone tell you that after putting on the human skin mask, it's best to keep your expression simple, otherwise it will be easy for others to see your flaws."
The smile on the young man's face froze, and Ye Feng's hand reached behind the young man's ear.
A thin human skin mask was taken off, and the handsome young man immediately transformed into a weather-beaten middle-aged uncle.
Looking at the dense crow's feet at the corners of the middle-aged man's eyes, Ye Feng suddenly felt relieved.
No wonder he shed tears just now when he heard the singing of alpha2623183;ville band. At his age, he has experienced too many vicissitudes.
tertheyallwillbegonewhydon'ttheystayyoung3fit'ssohardtogetoldwithoutacauseidon'twanttoperishlikeafadinghorse(Some people are as tender as water, some are as passionate as fire. Some are as melodious as melody, and some are as regular as rhythm. Sooner or later they will leave, why can't they stay young forever? No
It’s hard to accept the aging of reasons. I don’t want to die like an aging horse.) In the mature and melancholy male voice, the initial electronic synthesis of the music is like a very lethal time tunnel. In just a few seconds, it
It carried thousands of fans into the middle-aged years that were extremely sentimental, extremely dreamy and gorgeous, and even had a touch of decadence... In the endless psychedelic music tones, a high-pitched and clear male voice came from a distance.
But there was an irrelievable sadness overflowing.
At this time, the middle-aged uncle had lost his fighting power, and his heart was already feeling exhausted.
"Damn, what a fucking life, what a fucking world."
The music that moves people is actually the echo of the soul.
Hearing the middle-aged uncle's sigh, Ye Feng couldn't help but be moved by it.
The middle-aged uncle in front of him was just a hired killing machine. Whether he was alive or dead made no difference to Ye Feng.
What's important are those who hide in the dark and pay to hire killers. Only by eliminating them can everything calm down.
Ye Feng felt somewhat conflicted in his heart, conflicted by this middle-aged uncle who had experienced many vicissitudes of life, and also conflicted by the singing voice that constantly struck his soul.
"Live and seek your lost youth, or die like an aging horse. It's your choice."
After thinking for a long time, Ye Feng finally expressed his thoughts.