(The current collection is 1060, and there are 220 or more to add additional updates~ These days, in order to conceive the plot, they basically stay up until one or two o'clock, and what I want is to write a more reasonable and interesting plot~ Everyone has a lot of Amway, other people, this book and click on the collection to recommend it, after all, it is not easy for the author to be strict when he is busy with many things such as interviews~)

Tokushima City, a nightclub in the downtown business district.

It's late at night, but the nightlife in the business district is always bright. The lights in the nightclub are flickering, and people's faces are bright and dark, far and near.

There was no opening or prelude, the sound was flat, and the ultra-high-decibel music drowned out all the noise. The stage was full, and the guests who had just come in were busy beckoning the waiters to serve wine, take dice, Buying poker, it seems that they don't mind the slightest idea that the price of anything sold here is dozens of times or nearly a hundred times higher than that of the commissary in front of their house and the nearby supermarket, as if they still take it for granted; the guests who entered the arena early have begun to drink and laugh loudly with each other, and the handsome men and beautiful women laugh and laugh among themselves, as if they are old friends who have not seen each other for decades, not strangers who did not know each other a second ago; the girls on the stage twist their waists to the music, and their voices are high-pitched and mellow, making the audience under the stage dry mouth, and a pair of wolf-like eyes are scanning their carcasses。

This is the nightclub, the place where Orthodox Germans such as von Ronde, Weiske, and Richard sneered at. In Tokushima City or in places where ethnic Germans live, there are few Germans who think that going to nightclubs is a big deal, and even the more fashionable young Germans prefer to go to bars and cafes rather than to nightclubs and things like that, which are prone to miasma.

On the stage, several "hipsters" who look like they are born in the 80s have entered the state. After singing the song, the leading singer saluted and greeted: "Where's the applause?"

Occasional applause and screams erupted, guests raised their glasses and laughed, and all sorts of frowning voices continued.

The singers exited the stage, and a creamy host wearing a corset of leggings with a cuff and a red-haired airplane head walked up, holding the microphone in both hands and shouting in a thin voice: "Everyone said, are you hi today?"

"Hey!!" the guests replied in a calamity, the colorful lights of the triumphal lights illuminating everyone's faces as wonderfully as the faces of bulls and horses.

"Then let's enjoy the next show!" the host snapped his fingers, and straight steel pipes slowly rose from the four corners of the stage, "Everybody!"

The kind of program is obvious: pole dancing. Although this kind of show will more or less offend something, the owner who can open this kind of store will generally have relevant people and departments behind it, and naturally no one will come to trouble.

The guests stared at the entrance of the stage like little children waiting for a lollipop, and then they saw the following scene: a black crack suddenly appeared at the entrance where the lights were gathered, and in the stunned eyes of everyone, this crack began to gradually expand, and there was no place to see the environment and objects that should have been there, and the darkness in the crack was even more bizarre, in the dark space in the crack, there seemed to be an innumerable red pupil of the eyeballs, which looked weird and terrifying.

In front of everyone's eyes, no one noticed that there was a dark red bow at the upper and lower ends of the crack in the dark space with dense red eyes.

"Zhang Yue, what's going on?" a chubby middle-aged man ran over and pulled the host off the stage and asked eagerly, his fat face was covered with dense sweat, "You are responsible for all the program arrangements today, what are you arranging?!"

"I don't know, boss, I just arranged for a few pole dancers to come up and dance when the time comes!" The host is about to cry, in fact, everyone has to cry in this situation, "The hell knows what the situation is, I didn't invite a stuntman and this is obviously not the effect of special skills!!"

While everyone was terrified and confused, a foot in black leather boots came out of the crack, followed by another of the same foot, then a pair of hands wearing black leather gloves supporting both sides of the crack, and finally a man came out.

The sides are decorated with barrel helmets with demonic wings, the pure white burqa and cloak depict a black iron cross inlaid with a black dragon pattern fan shield with black edges and white backgrounds, and the mantle that floats from time to time due to the air conditioning currents reveals the silver-gray heavy chain mail worn by its owner, and there seems to be something hanging on the black armed belt A black and white heavy armored knight appeared on the stage like this, his standing posture was a little unstable, as if he was listless?

As soon as the heavily armored knight stepped out of the crack, a petite figure compared to the heavy armored knight walked out of the crack after him. When the figure walked out completely, the two sides of the crack healed together and disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

There were also ornaments on both sides of the helmet, but a rounded helmet decorated with a pair of wings, and the pulled down visor obscured all the appearance of its owner, and the black plate armor covered the whole body, and the owner of the armor stood behind the side of the heavily armored knight, and the chest part of the armor of the person who appeared after the sharp-eyed guests noticed it was slightly curved, and there was a bunch of silver-white silk hair behind the helmet, and suddenly she unconsciously began to whistle at her.

"There's a bit of an Armor Lady to pole dance," a guest muttered to his companions, pointing to the two of them on the stage.

"That one over there doesn't look like a woman, could it be that there is a cowherd in this shop to pole dance?!" the companion looked at Yao Ming's expression in a violent face, "You kid is so bad, you have such a heavy taste"

While there was a lot of discussion in the audience, the two people on the stage who looked still confused finally stood up straight, and the man dressed as a heavy knight glanced around, and then took a big step forward.

The audience fell silent immediately, and both the staff and guests were eager to know what the two strange-minded masters were trying to do: the owner of the former was ready for someone to cause trouble, while the latter wishfully thought it was a nightclub special.

In everyone's vigilance and expectation, the heavily armored knight stepped forward and let out an earth-shattering roar of pure masters:

"!!"

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A few minutes ago.

I wanted to get into the tent and get a good night's sleep, but as soon as I lifted the tent, it suddenly turned into a noisy nightclub from a quiet camp, and anyone would have a brain crash for a while to restart, let alone a guy like Feng Longde, who was naturally slow to react.

Feng Longde glanced around from the peephole in his helmet in confusion, and was shocked to find that the surrounding environment turned out to be a nightclub style, and he was still on the stage, and there was a steel pipe nearby As a healthy three-good man, Feng Longde immediately analyzed the situation he encountered:

Someone has teleported themselves out of Gensokyo with spatial teleportation! And the teleportation technique is so sophisticated that even Caroline didn't even notice it!

Caroline had a rare gaffe on her face for this, but she couldn't see it with a mask cover, but Feng Longde could detect the great shock in his old sister's heart through soul connection.

"Caroline, are you sure we're outside of Gensokyo?" Feng Longde asked with his soul, paying attention to the movement around him.

"All I can say is that we're not in Gensokyo, where people are dressed more like modern society. Caroline also used her soul to transmit the message, "But I feel that the elemental content here is exactly the same as that of the Distant Plane, and it should be that we have been inexplicably teleported back." ”

"If you want to make a detailed confirmation, you still have to go out first. Feng Longde glanced at the audience from the helmet peephole, this kind of chaos made him feel disgusted from the bottom of his heart, "Can you slip away yourself?"

"The water-based magic 'Mist Concealment' can make me slip out of nowhere, but suddenly disappearing can easily cause a riot. Caroline thought for a moment and came up with a plan, "Brother, you can't also get out of here through magic concealment, so you just break out head-on, your combat power is more than enough to deal with ordinary humans, and it can also attract attention and let me slip out quietly." ”

"You're so calculating, if I were Herman, how could I have worked with you back then. Feng Longde took a big step forward, "As soon as I curse, you will sneak out by yourself, and use your soul to contact each other to inform your location at any time." ”

"Understood. ”

As a result, there was the "lying groove" of the majestic mountains and rivers before

If there were still people who couldn't react when he yelled out like this, then after Feng Longde moved his hands and pulled out the cold and shining knight's sword, the big guys understood what it meant. Suddenly the guests squeaked and fled in all directions, and some of the staff members threw away their belongings and stepped aside, and then men in tight vests or other convenient clothes walked forward, some of them wearing iron rings or handguards.

Although Feng Longde does not come to this kind of place, he also knows some things about this aspect from his Han classmates, which naturally deepens his disgust for this kind of occasion.

However, no matter how disgusted he was, he couldn't really stab him with a sword, Feng Longde returned his sword to the sheath with his backhand, and without saying a word, he punched straight at the thug closest to him.

The thug was slightly stunned, and then showed a trace of disdain: such a level also dares to find himself as an opponent, although the punch speed is quite fast, but it is a three-legged cat posture, and it is easy to block.

While despising this armored man in his heart, this thug opened his horse and crossed his hands on his chest to put Feng Longde's fist, wanting to take advantage of the situation to the side.

It's a pity that he underestimated Feng Longde's strength too much, and Feng Longde's fist remained unchanged and hit him directly in the face.

The thug's face showed a look of panic, and his hand tried to suppress Feng Longde's fist, but he couldn't move it at all, and at the last moment, he had to turn sideways to avoid Feng Longde's fist, and at the same time lost the balance of his body. Feng Longde immediately swept over with a punch, and the thug barely protected his hands in front of him, but was smashed on his hand by Feng Longde's arm, and smashed his own hand into his own face.

After the thug screamed, he was blasted out by Feng Longde's punch, smashing a table.

Feng Longde looked at his fist in surprise: he hadn't specifically practiced hand-to-hand combat skills, and that thug was obviously stronger than himself, and he was actually blown away by his own punch?

But before he had time to figure out this problem, Feng Longde rushed to the next thug, and the second thug obviously underestimated Feng Longde's strength, but he quickly found Feng Longde's shortcomings after his nose was broken: he didn't know how to defend at all when he was hand-to-hand combat, so he directly took a hole and hit Feng Longde in the abdomen.

Feng Longde snorted, kicked his crotch directly, and then smashed his face into the face and flew out, taking the third thug with his foot by the way.

"Isn't it painful?" Feng Longde once again found that his sense of pain had weakened a lot, and he could even feel that the damage to him from the previous attack was not obvious, "When did my body become so tough?"

Realizing that they couldn't take this guy alone, the thugs began to gather around them, holding all kinds of good guys such as wine bottles and benches in their hands.

Feng Longde saw that he couldn't cope with this situation, so he pulled out his knight's long sword and prismatic hammer, and first rushed in one direction of the encirclement.

I didn't expect him to come up with a real guy at all, a thug who reacted slowly wanted to rush up to intercept it, grabbed the table leg and wanted to smash it, but was swung by Feng Longde's left hand and the prism hammer and the table leg were tilted to the side;

A signal of danger was transmitted from his soul, Feng Longde almost instinctively half-crouched, and the prismatic hammer in his left hand struck a thug's chest with a clattering sound, while the knight's long sword in his right hand was sent forward, and the blade of the sword was inserted into the abdomen of the other thug.

The splash of blood and the miserable wail stunned the thugs, Feng Longde didn't care about his possible murderous actions and bent forward to make a way, and he soon broke through to the exit.

The exit was firmly blocked by panicked guests, who had been chic and fashionable a few minutes ago, but now they were behaving with even the most basic politeness and calmness: just beautiful men dressed in avant-garde clothes or fashionable women in scantily clad fashion women, all of them rushed to get out, and they all began to abuse and fight with each other for this.

A table slammed behind them, causing many of them to scream loudly, forcing them to flee faster.

Feng Longde dragged the blood-dripping knight's sword and the clean prismatic hammer towards the exit, and the thugs were either smashed over or stabbed to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead, and the guests scattered in a hurry when they saw this, and the exit was instantly emptied.

Feng Longde shook the sword, shook off the bloodstains, put the sword into the sheath, and after returning the weapon to its place, he walked out of the nightclub and ran to the nearest alley nearby.

It seems that someone has called the police, and the sound of sirens begins to appear nearby.