Illimitable Until Death

“Bang!”

In a bright venue, all the lights suddenly went out, leaving an entire 15,000 spectators in the dark.

On the stage, a spotlight on a road began to hit, illuminating the center.

“Boom!”

A fireworks firecracker burst, leaving the center of the spotlight with colored paper scraps.

Then, as a flame of light erupted around the stage, under the spotlight, world-class gookies wore headphones and opened their hands to the audience, smiling beautifully and appearing brightly.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. ”

An unprecedented outburst of cheer broke out throughout the hall.

Every single audience opened their eyes and looked at the googie on stage, as if she had torn her throat, shouting with excitement.

And at this point, the background music plays.

“----LET_GO_OF_THE_FUTURE_AND_DREAM_OF_THE_HEART, IT_IS_NO_HARM_TO_LEAVE_IT_IN_THE_FUTURE (letting go of the future and dreams engraved in your heart, even if you ignore them) --”

Sylvia's voice echoed around like a single note.

That is, the pleasant and beautiful song made the audience cheer again, and the fluorescent stick in their hands was lifted up and shaken desperately.

The concert, at this moment, officially began.

“Did you start? ”

Outside the venue, Yuanchun, the guarding Earthgate, looked over.

“Did you start? ”

In the venue, faint sight in the crowd, just as it has just now reacted, puts its eyes in the direction of the stage.

“Did you start? ”

In the direction of the parking lot, the terrain is being reconnaissanced and the suspicious man Azali lifted his blindfold.

“Has this already begun? ”

One side stood at the top of the giant egg-shaped venue, giving all the surrounding area into the income horizon, listening to the cheers and the lovely songs coming from the radio, but took off the headphones and almost threw them away.

“It's so loud, my ears hurt. ”

Attitude, still as bad as that.

But the spirit of the Twelve Points has been raised in both Yuanchun, the passage of one side, Xiangxi, and Aizari.

In the aesthetic of being a scoundrel, the members of the "Group" seem sincerely reluctant to trust the strength of the guards and discipline commissioners and to exercise complete vigilance around the area.

Of course, Scorpio members who are standing by in every corner of the hall have also begun their operations, keeping in touch and avoiding the sight of the guards and the wind discipline commissioners, while conducting checks.

The same goes for the interior of the venue.

The convenience stood on a huge lamp stand at the top of the hall, listening to Sylvia's moving song, looking down at the audience's bright cry, and then slowly closed his eyes and quietly extended the detection range of the enemy's skills.

Although the role of Soviet skills is not to monitor, but to detect the position of the enemy. It is impossible to let the party know what is happening in all corners of the venue. However, if someone is prepared to be unfavourable to Sylvia, thereby generating hostility, malice and homicide, more or less can be detected in the venue.

It is more or less perceptible, rather than definitely perceptible, because if this hostility, malice and intent to kill is not directed at the other side, the effect of detection will be reduced considerably.

Otherwise, if even hostility, malice and intent to kill against others can be clearly perceived, they must be harassed by the skills of the enemy every day.

When there's a fight around, the alarm goes off, and nobody can take it.

Moreover, too many similar situations obscure genuinely threatening hostility, malice and intent to kill.

Therefore, if the malice against Fang Li himself is negligible, but the enemy is against Sylvia, the effect of the Soviet enemy's skills must be reduced by half.

Halving, however, is always better than being totally ineffective.

“If anyone gets mixed up, they rely on the skill of the enemies - it would be nice if it were that simple. ”

Perhaps the enemy also anticipates the capabilities and instruments of the detection department here, so it may not be possible to prepare any countermeasures.

Therefore, there was no complete reliance on the skills of the enemy, listening to the reports of the various assistants on the radio, opening their eyes and looking at Sylvia.

On stage, Sylvia sings like she's completely unprepared.

The sparkling figure, the moving singing throat and the beautiful smile all held the hearts and minds of every audience in the room, causing the audience to cheer with excitement.

The glow of the fluorescent rod swayed everywhere.

Barriers to airflow are also beginning to operate, allowing winds to blow in the venue that do not feel unnatural.

And in every corner of the room, an advanced machine is either floating, adjusting its angle, or configuring itself directly on the wall, without the need for a photographer, and is operating remotely.

The concert that was filmed will be broadcast live to the world, where the world will be bathed in Sylvia's songs.

At this time, if they shoot a world-class gookie on stage, it will also expose the bloody tragedy to the world.

“If you want to do it, this is the only time...”

Who will do it first?

"School"?

"Block"?

Or the troops raised privately by the board members?

“Who the hell would pull the trigger first...”

It's so mumbling.

Then, close your eyes again and focus on probing your enemies.

……

This is an unquestioned corner inside the venue.

The reason why no one is asking is not because the guards and the wind discipline commissioners have relaxed their guards, but because this is the air conditioning blower.

A mercenary lay on top of a hairdryer and hid himself in the darkness on air conditioners with plumbing ceilings and walls like snakes.

“Goal confirmed...”

The mercenary made such a low voice.

The name of the mercenary is Sand Plate Dense.

As it appears, it is a mercenary.

Not long ago, sand dishes were dense and not yet part of the School.

However, because "School" employs a sand dish dense relationship, sand dishes densely join the dark organization of "School".

At this point, a sniper gun was erected in a dense sand dish.

It was a very weird sniper gun.

There is a big difference between the shape of a sniper gun and a sniper gun in general.

It was a metal cartridge that was about as thick as a man's ankle, crammed into steel boxes, and then supported the barrel with a triangle, turning it into a powerful electromagnetic coil sniper gun.

And beside the dense sand dishes, there are two suitcases.

One suitcase is designed to carry a disassembled sniper gun and the other is a giant battery that powers the sniper gun.

Well, it's a magnetic sniper.

The weapon's muzzle was probed out of the air-conditioned hairdryer and the sand dish was aimed at the stage.

Looking at Sylvia on the scope, the sand dish thinks so densely.

“What a beautiful woman...”

However, this woman will fade into her hands.

For this purpose, the sand dish tightly attached the finger to the trigger.