Paris on Christmas Eve is still brightly lit, the tall Eiffel Tower exudes a charming yellow light, like a transparent tower of light in the night with fine snow, the whole Paris is at its feet, there are not so many towering skyscrapers in Tokyo and New York, there is no strange blend of classical and modern in London and Beijing, it is like a sea of stars spread out in the night, it is an elegant and graceful dream.

A cloud of drones scattered across the sky and disappeared in an instant between the grand Parisian lights, followed by a sifted image on the big screen of the French television studio on France 1.

It is clear that Paris today is not a dream, but a complete nightmare.

On the congested Champs-Elysées, the driver is anxiously honking his horn in the driver's seat, the children in the back seat are crying in their mother's arms, the devout believers outside the Sacré-Coeur Cathedral are kneeling and praying, and the bishop is standing at the door chanting, the passers-by who can't enter the subway station in the Italian Circular Square are fleeing in a hurry, the people crowding the door of the Hilton Hotel are frantically pushing each other and trying to get in before the security guards pull down the roller shutter door, and the outside of the Municipal Museum of Modern Art, which has been flooded with poison gas, a group of men wearing gas masks with shotguns rushing into the museumJust outside the gallery lay a few ashen and foaming passers-by, and the La Défense elite, who themselves live in high-rise buildings, stand on balconies and watch the traffic and people rushing like a wave to the new Arc de Triomphe........

The director cuts the screen back to the Clown Sith, he waved his hand, and said in an impassioned tone: "Now the drone is in place! The picture is clear, just wait for our lucky one to be on the screen! In the first batch, we will select five tourists for a talent show, they will be divided into 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 in the order of performance, remember the order of his or her performance, board the Joker.DE to vote for your favorite tourist, help him escape from the desperate situation, and achieve a reversal of fate." You are the true God tonight, and you decide their fate..... Let's hand the camera to the first drone, select a random tourist, and the show officially begins!"

The rotor spinning sound of "buzz, buzz, buzz" sounded, and a quadcopter drone with its own display flew into a small number of people in the alley, and everyone else was running away, except for a middle-aged white man holding a map standing under a street lamp, he was neither fat nor thin, with a flat head and a small backpack on his back, looking like a tourist. The Paris network is paralyzed, with only the 5G network working, and those still using 4G have the option of using the original map.

"The first lucky visitor was him. Sith, the clown holding the microphone, snapped his fingers.

The drone immediately flew to the street lamp and hovered, casting a shadow under the orange cone of light, but the sound of the drone did not attract the attention of the white man, who was always engrossed in looking at the map in his hand while muttering the words.

"Hey, hello, dear tourists....." The drone's loudspeaker made a screeching and eerie sound.

The middle-aged white man was startled, he put away the map as if he was afraid of being robbed, then raised his head and quickly turned his head to look left and right, but found that there was no one next to him, only someone on the opposite street was running, he immediately lowered his head and continued to look at the map.

"Oh, honey, you've got to look up......"

The white man looked up and saw his sweaty face on the screen of the drone, his mouth wide open in surprise.

"Hello! I'm the Sith the Clown, your Destiny host, I don't think you're clear about what's going on, let me explain it to you......"

The white man waved his hand at the camera angrily and said, "Let's go.... Go away..... I don't have time to delay!" He immediately lowered his head.

"You mean you're going to give up the chance to get a gas mask?"

"What?" the white man looked up again, clenched the map as if it were a treasure, and asked excitedly, "Gas masks?"

"A gas mask can only be obtained if you perform a show and win after voting. ”

The white man was stunned for a moment, and then, like an enraged bull, he blushed his neck and scolded angrily: "Are you kidding? How can you joke about such a life-threatening matter! I am a citizen of the United States! I will definitely expose your shameful and despicable behavior to the world!"

"You don't need to be exposed. I'm broadcasting live to France 1 right now, and your images are now visible to people all over the world, and if you can turn on YouTube or Twitter with your phone, you can see yourself. And if you want to get a gas mask, you can only get it if you perform a show under the camera of a drone, get the approval of the public, and win the vote! If you win in the end, you will win not only the gas mask, but also a large sum of dollars....."

Hearing France 1 TV, the white man reacted, and yelled at the drone in horror and disgust: "You..... You're the Sith the Clown? You damn terrorist! You're you..... You're the one who got me into this situation...... You bastard....."

At this moment, another drone flew in, and under the drone was a box hanging, on which there was a very obvious sign of a gas mask.

The white man stopped shouting, his eyes wide as he looked at the box that was shaking in the light, and shouted in a trembling voice, "Give it to me!"

"How about it? Do you want to participate? You're running out of time!Soon the poison gas will be there for you!" the hoarse and strange voice of the clown Sith echoed in the cold wind and snow, "And I, I won't give you too much time to think about it, after all, this is a global live broadcast, I can't make the audience wait too long....."

The white man looked at the drone hanging high above and couldn't reach it, folded his hands and pleaded, "Please, give it to me." I'll do whatever you tell me to do, and I'll be grateful to you for the rest of my life...."

The clown Sith didn't care about the white man's front and back at all, and said with a smile: "If you don't put on a show, I'm going to order the drone to leave now.....!"

Seeing that the drone hanging from the box flew a little higher, as if it was about to leave his sight, the white man hurriedly shouted: "I'll act!

"OK! It's long overdue! Now, you can introduce yourself to a global audience!"

"Tell me about myself?"

"Yes! It's like participating in a variety show, talking about your name, work, family, or something......"

The white man stammered, "I..... My name is Dimon and I'm from the United States..... Los Angeles, working for a real estate agent...... Just divorced with two children......"

"It's rude, but can you ask why you got divorced, and maybe your experience will make the audience sympathize!"

"I'm not afraid to tell it now, I found out that cousin and her boss were secretly eating! When I found out, she was unapologetic and filed for divorce directly from me!" The white man suddenly squatted down and hugged his head and cried, "But in the divorce, she not only got custody of the child, but also took the house and kicked me out of the house! I was the victim party, but the judge was on her side, just because she was a woman and didn't make as much money as me! Oh my God! Is it my fault that it's my fault to be a man? It's my fault to make more money to support my family?"

"Oh, Damon, thank you for sharing this terrible experience! I hope it will be better when I say it!" the clown's voice felt no sympathy at all, only piercing schadenfreude.

The white man couldn't care so much, he raised his wrist and wiped his tears, choked up and said: "I just wanted to come to Paris to relax, but I encountered such a thing! Now I have nothing! The children are gone, the house is gone, the savings are gone, and even my life is almost gone!" He raised his head and looked at the camera with teary eyes, "Please! Okay! Let me go?"

"Damon, I can understand your feelings, and I am very sympathetic to your situation, you have to perform a show and win to take away the chance to survive and the money...... Lose, I can't give you anything. "Rules are rules, and when they are made, they must be followed." ”

"But.... Aren't you the one who makes the rules?" the white man thought that the Clown Sith didn't believe what he said, he took out his phone, clicked on the video in the phone with a shaky hand, and then pointed the phone at the camera under the drone, and a blonde woman and a man with glasses appeared on the screen, and the two were kissing at the door of a hotel. The white man pointed to the video and shouted, "I didn't lie to you! Look! I have proof! This is the evidence I filmed her cheating with another man!"

"Yes, I made the rules, yes! But why do you want me to break the rules for you? Just because your ex-wife is looking for other men behind your back? Have you ever thought about why your ex-wife would do this? As a male, you can't protect your territory, your spouse, or even your children, because you yourself are not strong enough, and you expect everyone else to be a moral model? Your wife is a good wife and mother? Your wife's boss is a decent man? Come on, Damon! There is no such thing as morality, and there are very few people who can withstand the temptation of the devil! Don't cry! Stand up and see what show you should perform! If you can't seize this opportunity! Let's be honest..... You probably won't survive tonight!"

The Clown Sith's heart-wrenching words made the white man put down his phone again, stroked his face and cried bitterly, without the slightest intention of standing up.

The Sith the Clown mercilessly announced, "You have thirty seconds left." ”

Hearing this, the white man stood up tremblingly, he wiped his tears again, and said at a loss: "I..... I don't have any talent! I don't know what I'm supposed to perform!"

"Singing, dancing or reciting a poem, people always have their own love in life, as long as you are loved, you can always express it well, and then find resonance in the audience! Just like I have always loved comedy! I have always aspired to be a great comedian! I have always been on this path, trying to create the greatest comedy in the world! Think for yourself!" The enthusiastic voice of the clown Sith made December Paris warm, as strong as an explosion.

The white man looked confused, and he said in despair: "I don't have any hobbies, I usually watch soap operas and the NFL!"

"Oh! Look! So you've never lived for yourself since you were born, and your life is nothing but money? Oh my God, maybe you should commit suicide, anyway, there are more people like you in the world, no more, no less. ”

The white man looked aggrieved and said, "But don't most people in the world live like this?"

"There are so many pigs, cows, and chickens in the world because we need pigs, cows, and chickens for food, and if humans don't need these foods, then they will become extinct in a minute!"

"I don't understand! I just feel that it's my freedom to live as I want, and I just want to live like this!"

The Sith the Clown laughed a few times and said, "All right, no wonder your wife wants to leave you...... So what show are you going to put on now?"

"That'..... I..... I..... I'll tell you a joke!"

"OK! I like to listen to jokes the most, and I often try to tell jokes, but no one laughs, I think you chose a super difficult performance!"

"I really can't do anything else!"

"No, I don't mean to persuade you to change your mind, I'm just giving my opinion, Damon..... It's time for you to start your show...."

"Then I'll tell you a joke about the lawyer in the United States...."Damon stumbled and finished a joke about the lawyer that was not very funny, and people from other countries except the United States people may not get a joke about the lawyer, and then swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Say.... That's it. ”

"Oh, poor Damon, tell me, is your ex-wife's boss a lawyer?"

"Yes. Dimon replied with a gloomy expression.

"To be honest, your performance was terrible, but luckily it wasn't me who decided your fate! Maybe the public will sympathize with you because of what happened to you, so wait a while, and we will know the result when the other four lucky people have finished performing! You can choose to leave right away and give up waiting! You can also choose to watch the live stream here, so that you can still pull down tickets for yourself at the end!"

"I.... Maybe the audience will vote for me?"

"What the audience likes...... Who can say for sure?" the Clown Sith laughed and replied, the scene cut back to the studio, and the Clown Sith danced with his hands raised in the air, and sang, "After listening to Mr. Damon's joke, I think his life is a joke! I don't know if the audience is satisfied with his joke, if you are satisfied, please vote for him after the voting channel opens! Please remember that his number is '1', and the real estate agent who was betrayed by his wife - Mr. Dimon from the United States!

Pictured is a bald man in a black jacket, and the clown Sith says, "Hey, dear tourist, please tell us about yourself!"

Perhaps because he had been prepared, the bald man was much calmer than the white man in front of him, and he was better than the white man in front of him in terms of self-introduction and talent show, followed by the third visitor, a violinist, the fourth visitor, a black aunt from the choir, and the fifth visitor, a dartman......

After the five visitors finished performing, five anxiously waiting faces and their numbers appeared on the big screen, and the Clown Sith snapped his fingers in front of the camera, as if firing the starting gun, and loudly announced: "Voting is open! Everyone can log in now Joker.DE vote for the visitors you want to help!"

At this moment, the glass window of the studio exploded with a "bang", and the staff in the studio all screamed in horror and squatted down with their heads hugged, and the cold wind blew into the studio wrapped in snowflakes and glass shards, and a gentle voice also drifted in with the howling cold wind.

"Sith, it's over, stop your boring little tricks!"

In the face of the sudden explosion, the clown Sith did not move, the pieces of glass that flew towards him were all frozen in the air for a moment, and immediately fell to the ground like detrination, he looked out the window into the void, and in the background of the glorious city floated a white-haired man in the suit of a French marshal, the man was not tall and strong, but there was an incomparable momentum.

The clown Sith laughed strangely: "Boring little tricks, boring little tricks? I can't imagine that Philip is just a layman." ”

The god Philip appeared in the studio in an instant, and with a punch he hit the Clown Sith in the abdomen, and the blue electricity instantly spread throughout the Clown's body, and the Clown Sith was knocked to the ground before he even had time to react. God Philip put a foot on the chest of the Sith the Clown, looked down at him and said, "That's right, I've always been a layman. ”

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Cheng Mo and Xie Minyun looked across the iron fence on the outskirts of the Jardin du Luxembourg to the suburbs, and the N17 viaduct, which also led to Le Bourget airport, was full of cars, with loud horns and deafening sounds, and people running wildly on the roofs of cars, the sound of "bang, bang, bang" was clearly audible. There are also many people running on the streets, especially the entrance of the Alice Luxembourg Hotel, surrounded by countless people who want to enter the hotel, they bang on the roller shutter door and shout for help, as for the subway station on the side, it has long been closed, and the door is in a mess.

"I didn't expect the situation to be much more serious than I thought, and we had to quickly tell Instructor Bai that it would be a bit difficult to get to Le Bourget airport by normal means in this situation. Xie Minyun frowned and said.

Cheng Mo smiled bitterly: "According to what you said, the poisonous gas came from the Panthéon, and it was not far from us, and now it is not a matter of arriving at the airport of Le Bourget Airport, but a matter of how to save your life!"

Xie Minyun was silent for a moment and said, "I'll go in other directions to check first, and you hurry up and inform Instructor Bai not to go in this direction." ”

Cheng Mo nodded, Xie Minyun ran to the left, and disappeared from Cheng Mo's field of vision in an instant. Cheng Mo also turned around and ran in the direction he came, and soon encountered a large army led by Bai Xiuxiu.

Everyone stopped when they saw Cheng Mo, who was panting, and Bai Xiuxiu saw Cheng Mo's solemn expression, and asked with a calm face, "What's wrong?"

Even if you want to hide such a big thing, you can't hide it, and you can't hide it anymore, so Cheng Mo said directly: "The Clown Sith launched a poison gas attack in Paris, and now there is poison gas everywhere in Paris......