Feeling the big hands on his shoulders that could crush his shoulder blades, cold sweat fell from Cheng Xiaohao's forehead.
"You...no, you...what are you doing backstage?"
Thinking of such a group of people, and then thinking of the submachine guns hidden in their arms, an unknown premonition came to mind.
They want to kill Dongfang Youruo!
"Haha, we are all fans of Dongfang Youruo. We will naturally ask for autographs when we go backstage. Why don't you want to tell us?"
"No...I don't mean that. You go in through that entrance. There are signs in the corridor. You can go directly to the backstage."
Pointing to the location of the VIP passage, Cheng Xiaohao replied hurriedly.
At this moment, he didn't care whether these people really wanted to kill Dongfang Youruo, as long as he saved his own life, the most important thing was.
"There is no other way to go backstage. Look, some of us forgot to buy tickets. I'm afraid we won't be able to get in."
After spreading his hands, the latter seemed to have failed to buy a ticket.
Cheng Xiaohao was not a fool. When the other party said this, he understood that these people did not want to attract the attention of the security guards.
There were four or five security guards standing at the door of the VIP passage, and there were patrols not far away. These people might have already known about it to Dongfang Youruo inside without even entering.
"There is an elevator in the underground parking lot that goes directly to the backstage." Cheng Xiaohao continued in a cold sweat.
The reason why he was able to sneak into the backstage quietly today was actually through the elevator in the underground parking lot. At around three o'clock in the afternoon, he was well prepared and sneaked in quietly.
The reason why he was so early was because he knew that even in the underground parking lot, there would be security guards after five o'clock, but there would be more people down there than above.
"Where is the underground parking lot?"
"It's just behind that row of trees. You can see it when you go over."
Pointing to the position in front of him on the left, Cheng Xiaohao told everything he knew.
"Really? Then you can take us there."
"You said you would let me go after I answered."
Upon hearing that the other party refused to let him go, Cheng Xiaohao's scalp felt like it was going to explode.
Kill and silence?
Subconsciously, he thought of this.
Whether in movies or TV series, this kind of plot happens frequently.
As he shouted, his legs shook even more violently, and his urine leaked out.
"Hehe, you are really a master who is greedy for life and afraid of death. I promise not to kill you, so that's okay, right?"
The blond man obviously knew that if the boy suddenly yelled, he and others would be exposed, and the young man's matter might be ruined, so he comforted him.
"real?"
"Of course, if you don't believe me, ask them." Pointing to his subordinates around him, the latter smiled.
"Then...then I will take you to the elevator, and you will let me go."
"Okay, not only will I let you go, but I will also give you a small gift."
"Forget it as a gift, I can't afford it."
Then, Cheng Xiaohao, who was reluctant in his heart, finally obediently walked towards the entrance of the parking lot under the hostage of seven or eight big men.
Five minutes later, the group of people came to the corner not far from the elevator entrance.
"The elevator is over there. There are two security guards watching outside. Can you let me go?"
"Thank you, you can go, Hawke, give him the gift."
The blond man nodded and then stopped caring about Cheng Xiaohao.
Here, Cheng Xiaohao didn't care what kind of gift it was, it was good if he could save his life. However, before he could turn around, he suddenly felt a pain in his abdomen. By the time he reacted, his mouth had been blocked by a pair of big hands, and his consciousness followed the hot feeling.
The blood flow eventually disappears.
When he was dying, he heard the blond man's words: You are stupid because you should not believe a killer! Just because I won't kill you, it doesn't mean that my men won't kill you.
Even though he was deeply unwilling to accept anything, Cheng Xiaohao still died inexplicably like this.
Looking at the gradually cold body on the ground, the blond man turned back to the four people next to him expressionlessly.
"The four of you go over and get rid of the four security guards. Hawke, you get rid of the bodies. Hughis will find some useful cars. They will be useful for the retreat later."
After all the division of labor was completed, the blond man looked at his watch and narrowed his eyes slightly.
The kidnapping of Dongfang Youruo that the young master told him now seems not as difficult as imagined, all thanks to this dead coward.
If it weren't for him, it might not have been so easy for the group of people to smoothly enter the backstage of the concert.
Just when he was thinking about something, the phone on his waist suddenly rang. The latter hurriedly picked it up, looked at the phone number, and answered the call respectfully.
"Master!"
"How are things going?" came a somewhat feminine male voice from the other side, very lazy but with a tone unique to those in power.
"Everything goes well. Now I have found a way to enter the backstage of the concert. As long as I wait for the right opportunity, I will take action."
"That's good, Acaster, I hope you won't disappoint me."
"Yes! Young Master, please rest assured that I will never let you down. It's just Young Master..."
"explain!"
"Young Master, you have always been at odds with the eldest son, why do you want to avenge him?"
"Acaster, don't ask if you shouldn't ask!"
"Yes, my subordinate is talking too much."
The blond man promised to the other end of the phone very respectfully.
"It's good to know, but I will answer you this time."
"No matter how much I hate my eldest brother, he is my eldest brother after all, because he is my eldest brother, he cannot die in vain, do you understand?!"
"clear!"
"If you understand, just do it. Bring Dongfang Youruo back. I will use her to catch the big fish of Bloody Shura!"
"I will definitely live up to your expectations."
After solemnly agreeing, Acaster relaxed, but his back was soaked with sweat.
Reaching out to wipe the beads of sweat from his forehead, Acaster vaguely understood the meaning of the young master's words.
It's not that the death of the eldest son necessarily requires revenge, but because the eldest son is the elder brother of the young master and the majesty of the young master cannot be trampled on, revenge is needed.
In the final analysis, all this is because the young master needs to maintain his dignity and status.
The four security guards were all eliminated by the group of desperadoes brought by Acaster and thrown into the trash can without any effort.
The elevator leading to the backstage of the concert is now open. It can be said that if Acaster wants to, he can easily rush into the backstage.
But he didn't dare to do this because of the existence of Bloody Shura.
From the photos taken by that idiot just now, we can see that Shura has been lingering in the background. Acaster needs a chance, a chance for Shura to leave briefly.
No matter how arrogant Acaster is, he would not dare to act arrogantly in front of Bloody Shura. After all, the latter was the man who even killed the most powerful eldest son in the God of War family.
