In order to avoid Huang Feihong from seeing, Lin Shirong hid in the crowd watching the play until Liang Kuan appeared.

"Liang Kuan, the master is here, I won't watch this play."

"The horns have been driven away by you, and no one can watch this scene today!" Liang Kuan was depressed in his heart, Jiao'er was driven away, and he would definitely be scolded by the boss of the drama troupe again.

"Won't it?" Lin Shirong was a little worried, many foreigners came to watch the play today, if he couldn't act because he was chasing away the corners, he was a little reluctant to go.

"I'll sing two sentences in this play, let's replace the two of us, and we'll save the scene." After speaking, he hurriedly pulled Liang Kuan and ran into the backstage of the troupe.

"When I saw your master coming, I was so scared that I wanted to run home, aren't you afraid that Huang Feihong will recognize you?" Liang Kuan felt that this idea was too bad, and couldn't help but ridicule Lin Shirong.

"Fool, draw a big face, no one will recognize it." Lin Shirong was full of smiles, and he felt a little proud in his heart.

The two dressed up in the backstage and painted their faces, and swaggered to the side of the stage.

"Hey, Liang Kuan, are you painting like this? Why not Fan and Bai Yulang? ”

Other actors who played on the same stage asked suspiciously when they saw Liang Kuan on stage.

"They can't come today because of something, and the two of us are here to save the scene."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Shirong walked out from behind Liang Kuan, wearing a white costume. It's strange to say that the troupe has such a loose and large-size costume, which can make Lin Shirong's stout figure of more than 200 pounds suitable for wearing.

"Wow, isn't this pork Rong?"

Lin Shirong's eyes widened, a little surprised.

"You can recognize it like this? Let's see you on stage. Unexpectedly, Lin Shirong was slightly embarrassed and pushed Liang Kuan to the side.

"The white snake has become a fat snake, and this drama can't be played in horror." Fang recognized Lin Shirong's play, and laughed mockingly.

Under the stage, Wong Fei Hung and Gu Li, as well as Lord Admiral, Mr. Ji Shan and General Wisgen of the United Kingdom sat in the first row.

All eyes were on the stage and watched the performances. Only the coulee probe poked his brain out, observing the surrounding situation.

The curtain of the stage slowly closes, and the next play is the famous Peking Opera (The Legend of the White Snake).

The gongs and drums sounded, the pipa and erhu were raised, and one by one, martial artists in blue robes came out from behind the curtain with long swords and guns. Suddenly, a actor wearing a white costume and a fat figure with a flower face appeared on the stage, which looked particularly abrupt.

"Is there any mistake, how did the white snake become a fat snake?"

"Wow, it's pork Rong."

"Even Pork Rong has changed to singing, so don't we have no pork to eat?"

......

The audience below was in an uproar, and the discussion was continuous, and it was very lively.

As soon as Lin Shirong came on stage, he was recognized by the audience below, and there was a burst of jokes. hurriedly covered his head and face, and his appearance was restrained.

Gu Li saw Lin Shirong's embarrassment, and couldn't help but smile in his heart. With his fat figure, he actually wanted to save the scene and play the White Snake, maybe only his thick lines would think of such a bad idea.

"Hahaha..."The thirteenth aunt on the side let out a burst of laughter like silver bells, obviously amused by Lin Shirong.

"It's Shirong again!" Huang Feihong looked at the stage heavily, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Damn, that's going to make you recognize you, too!" Lin Shirong was made fun of by everyone and scolded in his heart. Liang Kuan, who was on the same stage on the side, saw that the matter was revealed, and hurriedly pulled him off the stage.

The Legend of the White Snake, which was missing a corner, failed to be performed, but made a joke, and the boss of the troupe signaled to hurry up and change the next one.

"Knock knock, knock knock!"

A martial artist with a blue color and a flag on his back appeared, dancing with the flag in his hand and waving in the air. Immediately after that, the two white-clothed martial artists appeared on the stage and turned their heads, pointing and turning in the direction of the blue flag dance.

Suddenly, the blue flag was thrown at the audience below, and the two martial artists flipped over and landed, intentionally or unintentionally, rushing straight towards Huang Feihong's seat.

"Master, be careful!" Gu Li kept his mind tense, and felt that the atmosphere was strange.

The two martial artists landed on the carp and stood up, and two flying stones flew out from the long sleeves of the two of them, pointing directly at Huang Feihong's door.

Huang Feihong's eyes widened, and he quickly took the two flying stones in his hand and pulled them hard. The two martial artists were vigorously pulled by Huang Feihong, and they rose into the air and landed on the ground.

Surprised, the Admiral beside Huang Feihong was startled and quickly stood up.

Unexpectedly, the sneak attack started again, and a few big men with black cloth masks suddenly appeared in the audience in the back row, raising the axes in their hands and falling from the sky.

"Get down!" Huang Feihong grabbed the thirteenth aunt beside him and pulled and squatted behind the chair.

The Admiral was next to Huang Feihong, causing damage to the fish pond. If it weren't for the officers and soldiers around him who blocked the flying axe for him, I'm afraid that he would be the one who lost his breath.

Mr. Ji Shan on the side looked very calm in the face of the sneak attack, and when he saw that Huang Feihong and Lord Admiral were safe and sound, his face looked a little pity.

The Admiral, who was lucky enough to escape, angrily ordered the officials around him: "Immediately block the passage and protect the foreigners to leave first!" ”

Many people in the audience at the scene suffered an unjustified disaster, panicked and became a mess.

As the parent official of Foshan, the Admiral did not protect the people on the scene, but thought about protecting the foreigners at the first time. Gu Li on the side saw everything in his eyes and was very dissatisfied with what this admiral had done.

"The barrage system is matched: the foreigner is your father!"

The barrage command sounded in his head, and Gu Li scolded the admiral angrily uncontrollably.

"If you don't protect the people, but you have to protect the foreigners, the dog officer, the foreigners are your father!"

The scene was chaotic and noisy, and everyone fled for their lives in a panic. Gu Li's shouting and scolding was extremely clear, and Lord Admiral's anger instantly hit his heart, and he turned to look at Gu Li angrily.

Wave after wave of unevenness, I don't know where so many masked people appeared, holding a big knife in their hands to kill Gu Li and Aunt Thirteen.

"Bold buckteeth, dare to insult this official, Huang Feihong and his apprentices all deserve to die!"

The Admiral was furious, and sinisterly watched Gu Li and Huang Feihong fight with the man in black, and softly ordered his officers and soldiers not to make a move.

"Asu, you protect Aunt Thirteen."

Huang Feihong was too busy to take care of himself in the face of many masked people, and said loudly to Gu Li.

Gu Li repelled the assassins and pulled the thirteenth aunt to hide in a corner. The gate of the troupe was blocked by officers and soldiers, and innocent people could not escape, and for a time the entire grandstand was crowded, and there was a wall of people between those masked people and Guli. Their target was not innocent people, so they just used their fists and feet to knock the people blocking the road away, and did not kill innocent people indiscriminately.

Mr. Jishan had already evacuated the stands under the protection of the officers and soldiers, and the foreign missionaries were not protected by the officers and soldiers, and squeezed through the crowd to stand beside Guli. And the British General Wisgen was followed by a group of foreigners with muskets. In the face of the chaotic scene, General Wisgen was not a little afraid, but his face was still a little excited, and he was still a little puzzled when he saw the admiral's face sneering and standing still. But as an officer, it seems to be his duty to clean up the chaos. Wiggens shook his hand, the foreign soldiers behind him loaded their bullets, and the cadets neatly held the muskets in their hands, aiming the muzzles at the Chinese in the stands.