Chapter 520: Top Poor Acid Agent

After the palace went downstairs, the camera deliberately gave the waiter a close-up.

I saw that the waiter's little brother looked up and down the poor back of the palace with disdain, and his face was full of disgust.

Hazelnut from all over the world saw this expression, and countless people laughed on the spot.

"Hahaha, this disgusted expression, the essence of the essence!"

"The same dislike! Gong Shu's faded gown instantly reminded me of my really fluffy down jacket, so disgusted! ”

"Xu Xiaozhen, tell me honestly! Have you hacked all the money for food and clothes every month into the small coffers? ”

"This role is too picky, the actor and the character double pick the door, the door is superimposed, and the door is going to be cut out of the hole!"

"Hey, poor thing, how thick-skinned is it to sit in a café for four hours without ordering? The boss was afraid that he didn't drive him away because he was good-looking."

"Nonsense, where did I really pick the door? Don't you dress decently every time you go on camera (although it's borrowed from head to toe)? ”

"This broken TV series! In the past, I could really catch a mink to wear while filming, but now it's good, I wear more shabby clothes in the play than outside the play! Smash the table! ”

“……”

Due to the inability to send a barrage on live TV, the hazelnuts had to complain desperately in their own small circle.

The first scene of Gong Shu's appearance was originally to set up a poor and depressed character for him, so that the audience could empathize.

As a result, in the eyes of the hazelnuts, the "poor" is indeed poor, but the empathy is ......

Chasing dramas and chasing stars is indeed empathetic, and the emotional direction is slightly off.

At this moment, the drama on TV continues.

The story of "Kite" is extremely fast-paced, without any mud and water, after the palace played by Xu Zhen left the café with the piano case, the camera turned, and the assassination plan that had just been arranged immediately kicked off.

It's getting late, and the streets and alleys are full of traffic and pedestrians.

In the tense and agitated background music, the images of silhouettes quickly passed: dirty beggars, cart pullers, laborers on their feet, vendors setting up stalls, women in cheongsams and flowers......

The peddlers and pawns, the human world, together constitute a bustling and busy scene in the market.

And at this time, on a flat roof.

A thin figure crouched on the ground, put on white gloves, and unhurriedly opened the case of the cello.

Miyashu examined the scattered metal parts in the case and skillfully assembled them into a sniper rifle.

The movements are urgent but not chaotic, methodical, and look very rhythmic.

He hung his head, rubbed his gloved hand against the sharpened gun on the barrel, and then took off his glasses, revealing his calm, sharp eyes like falcons under the lenses.

At this moment, the temperament of Gong Shu changed sharply.

He was no longer the poor scholar who couldn't afford coffee, but a predator at the top of the food chain.

"Kara......"

With a soft sound, he set up his gun and aimed it at the front entrance of the Rose Hotel under the roof.

He just looked at the street with his scope, motionless, like a statue.

……

The picture of the palace only appeared for a dozen seconds.

However, the temperament change and flowing movements in these ten seconds are eye-catching, and they instantly caught the audience's attention.

In this story, although the "Devil Six" played by Liu Yongqing is the layout behind the scenes, and the palace is just a "gun" that is used.

However, this gun is too eye-catching, so people subconsciously substitute the perspective of the gun, as if following the palace concubine, hiding on the roof, waiting for the arrival of the prey.

In the next second, the camera turned.

The camera followed the scope of the palace to the street under the roof.

Zheng Yao, the "Devil Six" played by Liu Yongqing, first came to the door of the Rose Hotel in a jeep, and a short and fat middle-aged man came to greet him.

However, at the moment when the two shook hands.

"Bang!"

The muzzle of the muzzle with the silencer made a dull sound, and the bullet of the sniper rifle whistled past Zheng Yaoxian's ear, hitting the short and fat man's chest.

Blood rushed out, and screams resounded throughout the streets.

At this moment, the surrounding pedestrians panicked like birds and beasts, and the originally dense crowd was cleared in an instant, leaving only the dying middle-aged man who was lying in a pool of blood, moaning and struggling.

And at the same time, on the roof.

The palace that caused this panicked situation didn't even look downstairs.

He dropped his gun, took off his gloves, and turned to leave.

Amid the deafening screams around him, Miyashu hung his head and calmly walked to the edge of the other side of the roof.

At this moment, the flow of time slowed down abruptly, and the originally fast and tense background music came to an abrupt end.

"Da, da, da......"

The sound of the soles of shoes touching the ground came out of the speakers, beating like a drum.

At this moment, Gong Shu is still wearing the white-washed half-worn gown, combing his short hair that looks a little rustic, and he has no long things, which is shabby.

He lowered his head, and a strand of hair fell down, half-covering his right eye.

The corners of Gong Shu's mouth were slightly hooked upward, and a smug, disdainful, and even arrogant smile appeared on his cold face.

This smile appeared on this handsome, pale young face, which made people shudder instantly.

In slow motion, Gong Shu reached out and gently stroked the strand of hair that was falling.

A pair of black and white eyes looked at the camera from the bottom up, as if through the screen, looking at the audience across thousands of mountains and rivers.

"Hiss......"

At this moment, the audience in front of the screen only felt their hearts tighten, and a strange feeling of fear and sourness rose from their chests.

However, before these viewers had time to exclaim, they saw the next second, the slow motion ended, and the flow of time suddenly returned to normal.

Gong Shu was about to reach the roof at this time, and he ran two steps, easily jumping over the gap between the two buildings, and came to the roof of the Rose Hotel next door.

Immediately, he grabbed the edge of the roof with one hand and jumped down without hesitation.

The emaciated body swayed nimbly like an ape, silently burrowed into the open window downstairs, squatted down to remove the force, and landed steadily in the window.

Gong Shu paused for only a second or two, then stood up again, dusted off his body as if nothing had happened, and strolled down the corridor by the window. There was a blank expression on his face, as if he had nothing to do with the chaotic scene outside the window.

At this point, the whole assassination operation has been completely over.

The poor scholar who was reluctant to pay for coffee just now sniped their supreme commander with one shot on the roof of the Central Union's action station in the downtown area, and then retreated without stirring up the slightest wave.