The audience was embarrassed, discussing the failure of this magic trick, and more curious about where this kid had gone under everyone's noses?

And Situ Mo's heart tightened, his eyes looked nervously at the stage, just such a momentary thing, what about the little milk bag?

She subconsciously grabbed Gong Zhanchuan's hand, looking flustered, "How can this be?" What about Rui Rui? ”

Gong Zhanchuan's deep eyes narrowed slightly, his eyebrows frowned slightly, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle and glanced at the stage, turned around and shook Situ Mo's hand, giving her a reassuring light smile, "It's okay, don't be nervous." ”

Looking at his calm and calm expression, Situ Mo finally felt a little relieved, but there was still no figure of the little milk bag on this stage.

Especially when she saw the panic on the magician's face, she was still very worried in her heart.

Gong Zhanchuan sat up slightly straight, his body was filled with a clear breath, his calm black eyes seemed to see something, a trace of yin owl flashed under his eyes, and his big hand was always interlocked with Situ Mo's ten fingers.

At this time, the stage seemed to begin to be chaotic, because of the increase in the hot wheel, the teenagers who performed could barely get through, and even overwhelmed the hot wheel, and the whole person threw himself on the hot wheel.

Suddenly, the audience was frightened, and some girls couldn't help but scream, "Stop, don't drill!" ”

However, the teenagers who performed on the stage didn't seem to have this awareness at all, and even though they knew that they couldn't achieve it, they wouldn't be able to succeed in the challenge, but they were still stubbornly doing it.

It's like it's been wound up, or rather, it's like a robot that is out of control.

Only then did Situ Mo feel that there seemed to be something wrong with the people performing on stage, especially those teenagers, but she couldn't say what was wrong.

Seeing that there was still no figure of the little milk bag on the stage, the number of hot wheels increased more and more, and more and more people fell, and two teenagers had been burned on their bodies, and there seemed to be chaos on the stage.

At this moment, because a teenager jumped up, but did not succeed in jumping over, he pushed the hot wheel off the stage, and rolled to the audience with great speed.

Immediately afterwards, more and more hot wheels rolled down and arrived at the audience, and suddenly, there was chaos in the audience, and everyone stood up and avoided in a panic.

And the hot wheel seemed to be out of control, and the teenagers on the stage seemed to have no idea about the hot wheel rolling down, and were still obsessively drilling the remaining hot wheel on the stage.

Situ Mo was shocked in his heart, stood up and said, "What's the matter, are they robots?" Why don't you understand what we're saying? Why not stop? ”

There was already chaos on and off the stage, and the magician and the host were even more panicked, and the scene on the stage was completely uncontrollable.

And in the audience, because the hot wheels rolled one by one, some of the audience were burned, and they became more and more panicked, and everyone rushed around, screaming and crying.

Gong Zhanchuan stood up and glanced around the scene, his deep eyes were full of gloom, he patted Situ Mo's shoulder, attached it to her ear, and raised the volume slightly to make sure she could hear, "Wait for me here, don't run." ”

After speaking, before Situ Mo could react, he almost jumped, and the whole person jumped to the first row of the audience, and then walked quickly to the front of the stage and stood in front of one of the teenagers.

The other party seemed to feel the anger emanating from his whole body, and stretched out his hand and slammed it on Gong Zhanchuan's shoulder.

Gong Zhanchuan dodged skillfully, but this seemed to anger the teenager, and several other teenagers who were stubbornly drilling the fire wheel also surrounded him.

And the more and more hot wheels rolled down from the stage, the tourists became more and more panicked and scurryed around.

In the dimness, Situ Mo looked at the crowd of people scurrying around, and many people who passed by her hit her shoulders hard, she didn't care about the pain, and looked at the chaos of the scene in a daze.

On the stage, there was still no figure of the little milk bag, and even Gong Zhanchuan disappeared in a flash.

Situ Mo was shocked in his heart, his eyes widened and he scanned the stage, the magician and the host were nowhere to be seen in the chaos, and several teenagers fell on the stage, and their bodies seemed to have shrunk.

There were still panicked screams in their ears, and the out-of-control steamer burned the tourists, and even almost set fire to their clothes, but everyone only cared about their own lives, and had no time to care about others.

Situ Mo's head slammed, and he looked at it in a daze, and suddenly felt as if such a scene had happened somewhere.

Such panic and fear are so familiar and familiar......

A sense of horror rose in her heart, and a chill suddenly rose all over her body, and she listened to the screams, and suddenly had the illusion that she didn't know where she was.

And what about Xiao Milk Bao and Gong Zhanchuan? Situ Mo wanted to run to the stage in a panic, but there were too many people scurrying around, and everyone couldn't care about anything else, as if she was running for her life, she couldn't get over at all.

At this time, someone passed behind her and hit her hard, Situ Mo immediately fell to the ground, the back of his head hit the chair next to him hard, his brain exploded, and he suddenly felt dizzy.

After a while, she stood up with the pain and looked at the increasingly chaotic scene, but before she could stand up straight, her ankle was stepped on by someone passing by, and she fell down again.

At this time, she finally couldn't help crying, and she muttered in her mouth, "Uncle! Uncle...... Where are you, I'm so scared! ”

"Uncle......" Situ Mo looked at the stage in a daze, and at this time, he saw Gong Zhanchuan jumping to the top of the stage from the other side with lightning speed and turning off the power switch.

Suddenly, the stage was pitch black, including the fire wheel that rolled to the audience, and stopped in place.

Gong Zhanchuan......

Situ Mo suddenly felt some pain in her head, she hugged her head uncomfortably, squatted down weakly, and felt that for a moment, the nerves in her head were confused.

Who was she shouting just now? Uncle? Uncle?

"Mo'er, don't be afraid, uncle is ......"

The gentle voice ringing in my ears seemed to make people feel inexplicably relieved in this chaos.

"Uncle, don't let go of my hand, I'm so scared, I was stepped on just now, my fingers hurt so much......" The girl's crisp voice was mixed with trembling, and her whole body seemed to tremble because of fear.

My head hurts! Situ Mo lay on the seat next to him in pain, as if a pair of teenagers and girls seemed to be shaking in front of him.

The voices ringing in her ears seemed to take her through time and space, and their dialogue rang in her ears word for word.

Even in the midst of the chaos, she heard it clearly.

It's familiar, but it's unfamiliar.

After a long time, the chaotic sound in his ears finally stopped a lot, Situ Mo endured a headache and looked up, and the people who were running seemed to slow down.