The following is the theater with beautiful singing, and the uninvited guests who have sneaked in from the roof of the theater take a look at the beautiful figure on the stage, and the other party's singing in the play echoes in their ears, and they can't help but be a little intoxicated when they first arrive.

Although he doesn't appreciate any opera at all, the other party's singing voice seems to have a magical power, and it can infect people at once.

But it doesn't matter, he's not here to see the show.

The intruder glanced at the figures sitting in the audience.

One of the most noteworthy has to be the tall and conspicuous man in the VIP seat on the second floor.

Chein Robben, the Silver Lion.

used to be a homeless person, but he relied on his unrivaled strength to create an unprecedented reputation in the Golden Circle, and it can be said that he has conquered most of the people in the Golden Circle with his strength.

The biggest variable of this operation is that it is very difficult to kill Chu Xin under his protection, and after killing Chu Xin, it is even more difficult to retreat from the angry silver lion.

But there is no way, this list is all accepted, and there is no reason to give up halfway.

The intruder didn't look too deeply, although he was very confident in his ability to restrain his breath, but after all, he was a legend, and how sensitive he was to breath, it would be a futile change to be discovered.

Now, the invaders are waiting, waiting for news from their teammates who are responsible for attracting the attention of the Silver Lions.

Acting directly in front of the silver lion, he thought that he had to get within three meters of the target to have a chance, and he felt that this was already very conservative.

On this occasion, it was completely wishful thinking to get close to three meters, and he chose to wait for the support of his teammates, which is the team.

Two minutes later......

Well? Did Singh go to buy a lottery ticket again halfway? Why haven't you done it yet? Forget it, wait a little longer.

Five minutes later......

It's almost the latest appointed time, and in the face of the silver lion, does Singh dare to be so conceited? Forget it, play with him!

Ten minutes later......

The intruder sneaked back to the roof and dialed the team's internal communications.

"Fack! Singh, you can't do it yet! Where did the people die?! ”

"Resa, Singh lost contact five minutes ago......" As a result, he didn't hear Singh's voice, only received a response from his teammates who responded and surrounded him.

"What?" Resa's original anger was suddenly emptied.

No way? Really dead? He's just talking angry!

"I just looked at the square, there are obvious signs of battle, but there is no shadow of a person. And there was always a strange smell on the side of the theater square, and we didn't dare to approach it. ”

"Singh may have been killed......"

"What a joke! Singer said that he could eat three punches without dying when he singled out the silver lion Robben! In addition, the team is confident to maneuver! As a result, it was only ten minutes at most, and I lost contact directly?! Naturally, Resa had considered this possibility for a long time, but he didn't want to believe it.

They have teamed up for countless tasks, buried each other, but also know each other, and know each other's pounds.

Singh is indeed powerful, and in terms of frontal combat ability, Singh is undoubtedly the strongest in their team.

If Singh is gone in less than ten minutes, then this mission will be upgraded from Hell difficulty to "Escape" difficulty!

The question is...... Do they dare?

This time, the employer is not easy to mess with, no matter how much you publicize it if you succeed, if you don't do it...... There is a high probability that it will be extinguished!

"Resa, what should I do?"

Resa was silent for a long time.

After watching the time, the drama is over, and a decision must be made!

"Keep going!" Reza quickly made a decision.

……

There is still a chance.

Approaching the opportunity of three meters, he had previewed this opera before he came, in order to understand Chu Xin's position in the theater at various points in time.

And this habit of detail gave him a breakthrough.

He knew that in the last scene of the next climax, there would be another character who would be able to get close to Chu Xin.

Resa only needs to replace that character, and he can rely on this opportunity to get close to Chu Xin to the most suitable distance to move and kill him with one hit.

However, the silver lion is in the audience on the second floor.

It seemed to be some distance from the stage, but he knew that as long as the silver lion was still in the theater, he had hope of escaping if he succeeded...... Less than one percent.

He's already determined.

He died in the mouth of the angry silver lion, and the other brothers took the task to resume their lives and avoid death.

With that in mind, Reza had moved from the ceiling of the theater to the backstage.

Here he saw two gaffers intently lighting the lights, and he cautiously bypassed.

After bypassing, before he could walk by, he suddenly felt the gaze of the scrutiny.

Startled, he turned his head suddenly, but the two gaffers were just laughing and discussing in a low voice: "It's really good-looking, and the little princess are two styles." ”

"How does a holster dog match something like this?"

"You're right, but the little princess is ......"

They were talking about topics of unknown significance.

Resa breathed a sigh of relief and continued to sneak forward.

Eventually, he managed to get to the top of the backstage, and he began to observe the outfit of the crowd below, and he remembered that the actor was roughly dressed ......

Got it.

He quickly fell into the backfield with the high point of the singing in the front court, and the hidden sound lurked towards the dressed person.

Find cover, avoid possible crowds, and ......

Suddenly, when he hid behind a large box, he felt like he had stepped on the air.

What!

He looked closely, and found that his legs were in the dark corners formed by the box and the wall, and the shadows there seemed to come to life.

It squirmed, and a myriad of malicious glances could be felt in it.

He looked at Resa, as if he were looking at a piece of food.

Resa's heart was infected, unprovoked, by fear.

Rather, when he heard the news of Singh's disappearance, a touch of fear was already infiltrating his heart.

He watched as the shadows clung to his feet, and even pulled him further down, trying to pull him into the arms of darkness.

He raised his hand, he had no intention of caring about the assassination, he wanted to get out!

However, the raised hand was grabbed by a handful.

Resa turned his head sharply and saw a man with a crepe face and a pair of flat glasses with no prescription hanging on the bridge of his nose.

He is...... The new director of the theater and the new head of the Flower Moon Theater Troupe! The host here!

When he saw the other party's face, Resa's heart trembled violently.

He got it.

Resa tries to make a final counterattack, but finds that some kind of power is circulating in him, and he doesn't know when, the mark has been formed.

The conversion is complete.

His body was no longer under his control, and the whole person froze in place.

"Don't do anything to my theater or troupe." The philosopher's brother said indifferently, reaching out to lift the other's chin and let him open and close his mouth to make a sound.

Then a finger tap.

The opponent is quickly dragged into the shadow world.

Resa knew that from the moment they were close to the theater, they were no longer hunters, but prey.

This theater is a man-eating monster......

He was completely dragged into the shadows.

The philosopher brother gave a thumbs up, but it was not complimenting anyone, but slowly pressing.

The sound of fireworks was engulfed in shadows.

He clapped his hands.

"Leader, it's the end, let's prepare for the curtain call!"

"Well, I'm here." When the philosopher brother heard this, he smiled and turned his head in response, and then straightened his body and made him wear a dress that he was not very accustomed to, and prepared to go on stage.

"I hope you have a good time." He added again with an inexplicable meaning, ushered in a burst of laughter in his mind.

(End of chapter)