". Fang Ze looked at the absence of anyone around, and explained to King Leonidas, "is a good name for a strong warrior who is good at using spears and sticks here. On top of this, there is the more honorable title of dead, which is specifically used to refer to those faggets who dare to fight to the death on the battlefield. ”

"Oh, I see. After listening to Fang Ze's words, Leonidas patted his chest proudly and said, "Then every one of us Spartans can be called a dead." ”

"Low-key, low-key. Fang Ze was not at all worried that this group of Spartans would be able to see through Fang Ze's nonsense. After all, they don't know the Internet, and they don't know anyone here, so there's no chance of understanding what a really is.

After all, the Spartans, a masochistic people, completely forbade any entertainment activities in their city-state, just to ensure that every Spartan was born for war, so they would not be too curious about inconsequential things.

"Are you worried that the people here don't know about us and think that we don't have the determination and ability to be a dead. Leonidas raised his hands and said to Fang Ze, "Hurry up and arrange for us to perform, I can't wait for your compatriots to know what a real is, and what a dead Spartan is." ”

When Leonidas finished speaking, he shouted, "Sparta!"

"Sparta!" shouted the other Spartan warriors who followed Leonidas.

"Dead!"

"Dead!" the Spartan's penetrating shout passed through the door wall and directly into the second-floor arena, where it was heard by almost half of the venue.

"Who's shouting. Lei, who had just come from out of town, heard this voice and asked Xiao Hei curiously.

"It's a group invited by my good buddies, and I'm going to perform later. So you just need to sing a song later, and you don't have to talk about it to delay time. ”

"Since someone is performing, then forget about singing. Lei looked at Xiao Hei and said, "Do you think I don't expect to gain a lot of fans in the cover area? Since someone is performing, I'll talk awkwardly for a while. ”

"Xiaolei, it's finally here. Xiao Hei patted Lei on the shoulder and said, "Since you don't sing, it's great not to perform a chest breaker." ”

"Fuck your sister. Lei saw that she had a good relationship with Xiao Hei, so she immediately jokingly went back.

Xiao Hei, who had finished talking to Lei, walked in, talked to Fang Ze for a while about the time of the performance, and asked what BGM was needed for the performance.

Although the people brought by Fang Ze have not gone through any rehearsals, there are no previous works for Xiao Hei to watch. But Xiao Hei still believed in Fang Ze unconditionally.

Fang Ze took Leonidas and them back to the underground parking lot, and then singled out the eighty strongest Spartans, armed with weapons, and followed their kings Leonidas and Fang Ze out of the underground parking lot.

Fortunately, Fang Ze's car was parked in the middle of nowhere, and there was no one around, otherwise he would have been scared to death when he saw eighty people getting down from a car one after another.

The appearance of Lei's person was a complete surprise for the comic con performance. After all, as an up master with millions of fans, although he has been generating electricity with love all year round, the quality of each video is very high and the audience is also very wide.

So everyone applauded and welcomed.

However, any performance cannot only rely on stars alone, and there must be some hard skills.

Eighty Spartans is the hard work of this show.

Of the eighty-one Spartans who got off the Wuling Hongguang Batmobile, except for King Leonidas, who was not only wearing a red cloak and big pants, accompanied Fang Ze, but the other eighty people wore their own shields and spears.

The fact that the Spartans didn't have entertainment doesn't mean they can't perform.

If it were a group of Athenians, performing a dance live, it might be unacceptable to modern audiences because of the slow pace of the ancient dance. But standing on the stage at this moment is a group of Spartans, who bring the most primitive and wild war dance to modern people who have never participated in war, enough to shock anyone.

"Damn, that's amazing. Lei, who was standing in the audience, watched the Spartan performance and applauded sincerely, "It looks like a real Spartan." ”

"We are the real Spartans. King Leonidas, who was beside Fang Ze, heard Lei's words and said solemnly, "We are not only real Spartans, but also a group of dead. ”

"Poof!" Rei heard Leonidas say such a funny thing in such a serious way, and suddenly laughed a little bit of abdominal pain.

"Don't, don't. I think it's nice for you to call yourself a, but dead sound a little too much. ”

"If you don't approve of it, you can call us for the time being. But one day, we'll make you a dead that only a Spartan in this world can call a dead. Leonida continued to speak earnestly to Lei.

"Yes, yes, yes. Lei felt that the sturdy man in front of him was too funny, and he could say such funny things seriously, and he Lei said that he was willing to bow down.

"These people you invited are all retired soldiers?" Xiao Hei watched the Spartan performance for a while, and quietly walked to Fang Ze's side and asked. In fact, not only him, but many people who had been soldiers on the field were also speculating about the identity of this group of Spartans. After all, the temperament of regular soldiers is too difficult to hide, even if it is just a group of cold-weapon soldiers.

"Yes. Fang Ze whispered to Xiao Hei. "They're actually a group of active-duty soldiers. It's just that it's not our Chinese soldiers, and they will go to the battlefield in a few days, and they will temporarily do the last rest before going to the battlefield for the next few days. ”

"Mercenaries, you're going to the Middle East?" Xiao Hei thought he had guessed the true identity of this group of people.

"Almost. Fang Ze simply followed Xiao Hei's guess and continued.

"You're awesome. Xiao Hei didn't expect Fang Ze to invite a group of mercenaries to perform at his comic convention.

"Spartan!" "Dead!" The Spartan, wielding spears and shields, let out another roar of rage.

"Sparta. The audience didn't know why the cosplayers who were performing, the Spartan cosers, insisted on calling themselves dead, but that didn't stop them from shouting along.

The show was a huge success.

Although there were not many people in attendance today, the Spartans' shocking performance had already been filmed, and when it was over, a performance clip was made and posted online, which was enough to bring considerable traffic to the Comic Con.

And when the performance was over, Fang Ze also left with the Spartans. Although it is still early, the accommodation of 300 people is not an easy problem to solve, so it should be solved early.

PS: Five chapters over.