Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Dancer of Heaven (I)

The extradimensional vortex overhead began to spin at high speed, accompanied by the rumble of the machine, as if a steel beast was about to break free from the vortex.

An extremely dangerous aura began to spread, and a strong wind rolled up at the scene, and even a cyclone began to appear.

The cyclone centered on Yang Jian and his group, rapidly expanding around.

The rising air currents continue to gather in the air, compress them, and eventually turn into an all-engulfing tornado.

At this time, Hans and the others noticed something strange and immediately panicked.

"We ... Trapped in the very center of the tornado."

The few people trapped in the middle now only have a few tens of square meters of movement, in other words, they are like a large piece of fresh pork to be thrown into a meat grinder.

It is really tragic that a few poor people have just experienced the pain of losing their comrades, and now they are facing such a desperate situation.

At this moment, the black hole in mid-air seemed to have several pairs of subwoofers turned on at that moment, and a majestic male voice came from inside.

"Hey".

"Hey, hey".

"Hey, hey, hey".

"Can you hear me?".

It's as if someone is trying out a microphone.

"Hey your head!" , Bob couldn't help but burst into foul language, at this life-and-death juncture, there are still people shouting here, it's really uninteresting.

“。。。”

The voice hesitated for a moment.

"Okay", he regained his calm, "Fans and friends, everyone's long-awaited performance is about to begin."

"This is the world tour of Jackson, the king of pop music, the Sea Train Station."

"Jackson said he has prepared a lot of wonderful performances for everyone today, so stay tuned."

There was still a dead silence, with no standing ovations or applause.

Several members of Yang Jian's squad were silently praying.

"Stop the tornado... , old Hans muttered secretly.

"This guy who made the noise was killed right away... Bob drew circles on the ground, cursing.

"Be sure to have cookies at night... , Sissi's saliva was dripping.

Only Kaede was silent, her hands in her pockets, not knowing what she was thinking.

Yang Jian, who fell to the ground, naturally knew nothing about the surrounding situation.

Just as everyone was thinking about it, a few bullet clicks in the black hole above their heads caught their attention.

Then, several thick and long ropes stretched out of the black hole and hung all the way to the ground.

"If you're friends, you want to experience a thrill."

The man's voice was chirping again.

"Well, then, this dangerous journey is for you."

Immediately afterwards, several strong men dressed in black and wearing black sunglasses, each with a submachine gun in their left hand, slid straight down from the rope.

The moment their toes hit the ground, the submachine guns in their hands instantly opened fire into the sky.

"Bang bang bang!" , tongues of fire came out of the hole of the gun.

The firepower is fierce.

"Bang bang bang!" , the scene was filled with gunsmoke, like a battlefield.

"Ahem, ahem... , Hans and the others were smoked to tears and coughed constantly.

Finally, the smoke gradually dissipated.

I saw the people in black forming a circle to the periphery, while maintaining a cool gun-wielding shape.

A spotlight slammed into the middle of them.