Chapter 183 The cold light like a sharp steel knife
"I need to slow down my voice for a while, and then it's time for me to go on stage and sing." Lu Ling Qiuqiu sat back on the dressing table, looked at herself in the mirror and said to herself, and said something that seemed to be a farewell to me: "The little boss is so
I love you. I have also loved this man deeply. I have loved him for ten years, but you never have to worry. Nothing has ever happened between us. It is just my wishful thinking. My biggest wish is to
When they do something, even if it is a trivial thing, I have bloomed my splendor for them..."
I looked at her inexplicably. What he said today was exactly the same as what Wang Mingjiu and Na Jintang said.
I didn't think too much about this problem and delayed myself. I didn't need to find Jintang and Wang Mingjiu. The three of them must be working together to deceive me. What could it be?
I patted Lu Lingqiu on the shoulder and comforted her a few words, because at this time there was a call from outside: "Boss Lu, you are about to appear on stage, please get ready."
Lu Lingqiu gave me a smile as bright as a flower, a smile that I will never forget in my life: "The show has begun."
I also slipped to one side of the stage, and there was a sudden roar of gongs and drums.
The performance on the stage has reached its most lively atmosphere. One of the students was carrying a flag on his back, and other boys kept throwing weapons at him. He kicked them back one by one with his feet. Sometimes the chess pieces on his back pushed them back, and sometimes they were still under the flag.
He circled twice and pushed back, and skillfully used difficult actions such as shooting, kicking, front-foot kick, back-foot kick, tiger jump kick, and continuous jump kick to show the thrilling battle scene, which is extremely dramatic and enjoyable to watch.
Quite impressive. Then Wu Sheng rolled dozens of somersaults in a row, and finally landed firmly in the center of the stage.
This series of difficult movements caused a burst of applause from the audience, but I took a closer look: the martial artist was exactly what Wang Mingjiu was pretending to be!
At this moment, he was wearing too much make-up, and I couldn't help but tremble all over. This ruthless character with a knife in his hands, he is the title of the number one killer. How could he be so elegant and calm to play a martial arts student?
There must be something wrong! Suddenly an inspiration came to me, and I suddenly vaguely guessed his plan today. Is he here to assassinate someone today? Who is his target? Could his target be Li Mingju? I
Should we stop him?
Countless thoughts were swirling in my mind. How should I stop it? The wolf obviously knew all this, why didn't he stop it from happening?
A shocking thunderbolt suddenly appeared in my head: Could it be that Jintang knew about this and acquiesced in it! And Lu Lingqiu, who set up this situation? Was it set up by one person or three people conspired?
Thinking of this, I started to worry, but I was a little lucky. Except for me and Na Jintang, who knew his identity in advance, no one in the audience recognized that this martial artist was the president of the Chaoshan Gang.
There was no way I could stop the situation in front of me. It turned out to be what Na Jin said: Wang Mingjiu wanted us to act together and he came on stage.
So that's it, the script has already started to be sung, and the arrow is already on the string. With Wang Mingjiu's martial arts and methods, once he makes any personal move, blood will definitely be splashed on the spot. At this time, I can't act rashly, this kind of big man who kills without blood will definitely
Devil, my life may not be a pity in his eyes.
Should we just let Wang Mingjiu continue singing? It seems that this is the only way for now. I looked up again at the seat where we were sitting on the second floor. The seat was empty, and Jintang still hadn't come back.
My eyes turned to the first floor again, and I finally saw the familiar figure of Jin'er. He was sitting next to Xu Canghai and Huo Zhuoshan. The three of them were chatting and pointing at the stage, as if they were interested in the current situation.
The wonderful play kept nodding in praise.
At this time, Lu Ling Qiuqiu appeared on the stage. She wore a slightly simple plain shirt, which was elegant and natural. The dark blue silk material was embroidered with blooming Bianhua flowers, which extended from the skirt to the waist.
But it doesn't look coquettish, but adds a bit of aloof temperament. A wide belt with a rope, showing off the thin waist, making the figure appear graceful, but giving people an elegant yet luxurious feeling. The open gauze dress for men,
It is draped loosely over the shoulders. The cuffs and neckline are embellished with tiny pearls. The hollow butterfly pattern is just in front of the flower on the other side of Form 1. It sways gently as people move around, just like a real butterfly is dancing.
Every movement brings out the feeling of flowing waves in the gauze clothes. Normally, half of Jingchen’s secrets are turned into long and slender braids. It is in line with the saying that the silt is out of the mud but not stained, and the clear ripples are not evil.
Her eyes were black and bright, as if she had just been kissed. There was no time, and the starlight was scattered all over the ground. This is called personality. A fairy who fell into the mortal world by mistake and was stained by the slightest trace of earthly connections. Just one look at it makes people feel solemn and soulless.
At this time, Wu Sheng and Qing Yi were shining brightly on the stage, attracting cheers from the audience. Xu Canghai stood up and clapped his hands happily, and Na Jintang also stood up.
It was so late and so fast. My eyelids were beating and my heart was beating thumpingly.
I stared at Wang Mingjiu without blinking, and all I saw was that he was meowing. Li Canghai, who was in the middle of the first row, took a handful of bright flower scent from someone else's hand and started playing on the spot.
I have experienced his martial arts skills, and I can't help but feel horrified when I see him wielding a gun at this moment. With a long gun in Wang Mingjiu's hand, it is like life. When he turns around, I can only see the shadow of the gun, flying dragons and phoenixes.
The dragon and the snake are walking around with sticks, and they are so dazzled that they can't tell which end is the gun? Which end is the tail of the gun?
"Dong dong dong..." As the drumbeats get faster and faster, Lu Ling Qiuqiu spins faster and faster, and Wang Mingjiu's two fancy guns also play faster and faster, like swords and guns standing in a row, exciting and high-quality
It is estimated that few people in the audience have seen such a wonderful coloratura performance, which made the audience burst into applause. Xu Canghai raised his hands and clapped his hands and said, "Okay!"
My feeling became stronger and stronger, and I seemed to feel that the gun was a sword of death.
Just as I was thinking wildly, the sound of the drums became more and more intensive, like thousands of troops sweeping the river, the sound was loud and noisy, playing various musical instruments, like thousands of horses galloping and jumping, the sound was loud
It’s like soaring straight into the clouds!
As the last drum beat fell, Wang Mingjiu turned to face the audience and rushed to the front of the stage. The two javelins in his hands rushed straight to the first row in a fast and violent parabola!
The javelin fell out of my hand! It flew out with a sudden sound. My heart beat violently, and I stared at the javelin with terrifying eyes.
I followed the direction of the javelin, and the javelin went "whoosh!" "Whoosh!" At the moment when everyone was caught off guard, the first spear went straight to Xu Canghai's chest like a silver thread! When everyone reacted, another shot came out.
A hand flew past Na Jintang, and suddenly it was his arm!
Suddenly, with the sound of the last drum, when the shining javelin had pierced Xu Canghai's chest, Lu Changhai was nailed to the stool upright, and blood splashed on the faces of Huo Zhuoshan and Li Mingju next to him. Only then did I know the target of Wang Mingjiu's assassination.
It's him, but Na Jintang is also injured at this moment!
Why would Na Jintang be injured? Didn't he know the truth about this matter? No matter who died today, it has nothing to do with me. What's more, most of these people were unkind and full of evil. In fact, they should have died long ago. Since Wang Daxia wants to replace Tian
Xingdao, why did Na Jintang want to hit me up today? Is it to clear the suspicion?
Just at this time.
The audience in the front row screamed: "Kill!"
This drastic change caught everyone off guard. All the spectators present panicked and turned into a mess. Screams and noises came one after another. The panicked crowd fled the scene as if they had been poured over by a boiling oil pan.
Several bosses at the scene immediately took emergency measures: all the children of Sanxin Company approached Huo Zhuoshan, Zhang Chenglin, and Du Shaoqing and surrounded them. No killer could easily approach them.
The disciples of Rensheng Club quickly surrounded Na Jin'er. Shao Xiaoxing picked up Na Jintang and hurriedly carried him to the hospital. Although Na Jintang was injured, it was obviously not fatal. I was far away.
We looked at him, and he waved me over. I rushed to his side. Seeing him bleeding profusely and in agony, my heart broke like a knife: "Why? Why did it become like this?"
He leaned weakly on my shoulder: "Don't say anything, just come with me."
At this time, gunshots rang out one after another. Lu Lingqiu on the stage looked resolutely at the Jintang. Her eyes were full of sadness and resentment, which was a woman's love for a man. Then she raised the javelin in her hand,
He suddenly hit his heart, blood splattered on the spot.
I didn't react during the whole process. In order to save Na Miantang, she wanted to protect Wang Mingjiu. She knew that he could not escape at this time. If unfortunately he was caught, she would definitely not be able to accept the harsh torture. She could not survive and survive. She thought
A violent death.
When her eyes met mine again, she tried her best to show a small smile, but it was a smile of victory. Our eyes reached a tacit understanding, and we protected Na Miantang in this extremely harsh world.
At this time, her face slowly lost the expression of struggling, her beautiful black eyes took on the dull look of dying, and her mouth was breathing hard. There was no trace of pain or pain on her face.
There was only a trace of fear - just an anxiety that I would cause trouble to Mian Tang. All of this exceeded my expectations and made me at a loss for the moment.
My throat felt hot and I wanted to cry. I quickly covered my mouth with my hands and bit my thumb tightly with my teeth to calm myself down again.
She is still like a flower that floats and falls on the most splendid stage and withers. She lives for the stage and dies for the stage.
I wrongly blamed her. I thought she was a selfish woman, but I didn't know that she helped Wang Mingjiu assassinate Xu Canghai. I have seen her magnanimous mind and no selfish thoughts. I felt her unyielding will like sharp steel.
The cold light of the sword is so strong that this kind of courage is no less than that of a majestic army with its flag spread out and its bugle loudly!