Chapter 710: The White-Haired Killer

Chapter 710: The White-Haired Killer

Just when Lin Haoxuan wanted to sleep with Guo Ping and the others, the dazzling host shouted in a crisp and sweet voice: "He is from the birthplace of Buddhism, from the waves of the Ganges; He is the heirloom son of Hinduism and an immortal genius in the music industry, Shi Yongdan, "The City of Bliss". ”

Lin Haoxuan, whose head was blank, was shocked, and the whole person seemed to have been shocked to wake up, and his eyes were constantly searching for the stage full of mystery.

Han Chuyu and Guo Ping couldn't help but follow him to the stage when they saw Lin Haoxuan's strange behavior, but Xie Yufan was a little surprised but didn't say anything.

A man slowly walked up from the backstage, his face was handsome and indifferent, his demeanor was elegant and generous, two black flames were carved on his forehead, his flaxen hair was braided like braids, and his pupils were as black as the starry sky.

Guo Ping was dumbfounded: "Indian god stick? ”

Bao Yingying asked curiously: "What Indian god stick?"

Lin Haoxuan's sweat suddenly flowed out, these aunts and grandmothers.

At this time, Shi Yongshan was politely bowing slightly to the audience, and his deep and peaceful eyes swept over Lin Haoxuan and the others like the sea, although he didn't look at himself specifically, but the eyes that saw through fate but were almost not mixed with any human feelings still made Guo Ping lower his head weakly.

Even Han Chuyu's heart was inexplicably flustered, and he involuntarily reached out to cover Guo Ping's mouth, for fear that this little girl would vomit something again.

After Shi Yongshan bowed, he gently turned around and stared at the Ganges River with a humble attitude of independence and independence, no one knew what he was thinking, but no one dared to speak.

Bao Yingying was forced by the depressed mood and atmosphere, and saw Shi Yongdan's pretending to be B again, and hummed in a disdainful tone: "Isn't it just an Indian who pretends to be a ghost?" What's the big deal, and playing some messy religious ceremonies, compared to the 'dazzling' group, it's just 108,000 miles away. ”

Lin Haoxuan, who has always kept down to Bao Yingying, sneered for the first time, and said lightly: "Princess Bao, to put it mildly, the influence of the 100,000 'Xuanmei' groups is not as good as the Indians in front of you, 'Xuanmei' has millions of fans, and Shi Yong alone has nearly one billion loyal believers. ”

Hearing Lin Haoxuan's 'disrespectful words', Bao Yingying showed hostility and questioning, and then retorted with contempt: "Blow, you just continue to brag, you don't have to pay taxes to brag, one billion, how many people are there in the whole India?" When the Indians are all fed and supportive, you have to believe in this Indian when you have nothing to do? ”

Xie Yufan turned his head to look at Bao Yingying, with a smile of pampering and not shocking: "He is right, judging from the flame on the forehead of the man in front of him, he should belong to the Buddha family of Buddha who = has a strong background and mystery, and in terms of the major religions in India, he is Mount Tai, and he can definitely influence the spiritual beliefs of one billion believers through Hinduism." ”

Lin Haoxuan chuckled slightly, glanced at Xie Yufan curiously, he didn't expect that he was also involved in religion, and from the time they met to the time they got along, Lin Haoxuan judged that he was a person who knew right from wrong, and couldn't help but think of the little boy in his heart, secretly thinking that if Xie Han was really Xie Yufan's son, what should he do?

Lin Haoxuan's words can be regarded as exaggeration, but the words that came out of the mouth of the wealthy young master were somewhat true.

Bao Yingying pursed her mouth extremely unhappily, and avoided the important meaningfully: "It's useless to talk nonsense, let's see what amazing things this Indian god stick can do." ”

As soon as the words fell, the notes began.

Shi Yong's slender fingers pinched the bow and gently placed it on the strings, and the side was horizontally against the quiet Ganges waves, reflecting millions of phosphorescences, and the most demanding and narrow-minded people in the world could not spit out a word until now, because there was a beauty that could shock people's hearts.

The elegance at this moment almost makes people's hearts tremble.

The melodious sound of the piano sounded slowly, and "City of Bliss" slowly flowed from Shi Yongdan's slender fingertips, an indescribable state of mind, a kind of intoxicating and obsessive love affair...... All contained in the handsome and somewhat strange young man's jade fingertips on that stage.

The recital hall was instantly sublimated to an ethereal realm, and the mournful music moved many old people to tears, and for them who were approaching death step by step, they could even better understand the human yearning for the Elysian realm.

Lin Haoxuan, who was originally calm, became more quiet, while Guo Ping and the others did not hide their surprise at all, and even the hostile Bao Yingying slowly turned her face, staring intently at the dazzling Shi Yongshan on the stage, immersed in the melancholy loneliness and heartfelt piano sound that the entire world was moved by.

What is the Land of Elysium?

The world is impermanent, the six realms of reincarnation, this is the capital of bliss.

Xie Yufan, the decadent son of the Xie family, who is not born and unfilial, is like a fascinated cheek and muttering to himself: "This song should only be in heaven, how many times can I hear it in the world, I am afraid that the peak of this music will be insurmountable for future generations, and I really don't know if it is an honor or a sadness to listen to it tonight?" ”

In the dark corner of the recital hall, a young Asian man with dyed white hair sat elegantly with his chest crossed, and when he raised the time, he got up and slowly moved towards the stage, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

Murderous! Fierce murderous aura!

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are grievances.

When Lin Haoxuan was alert to the murderous aura, the white-haired man had already pounced on the edge of the stage, and then flashed a silver short gun in his hand, and without waiting for everyone to react, he raised his hand to shoot at Shi Yongdan, and Shi Yongshan on the stage flashed to the side when his shoulders shrugged, and the silenced short gun 'fluttered' on the instrument.

The whole hall suddenly became in turmoil, although those upper-class people had experienced elite education and the baptism of life, but in the face of gunfire and killers, they still exposed their truest faces, and countless people rushed to the door first, for fear that they would really set foot in the city of bliss, and occasionally a few screams and wails sounded.

Bao Yingying was also delicate, her face looked pale under the light, when did she see a gunman and chaotic scenes from a wealthy family, and hurriedly pulled Guo Ping to stand up and run outside.

Lin Haoxuan's eyes were quick, and he grabbed them and shouted: "Now I go out of the gang to find death, and if I don't get trampled to death, I will be squeezed to death." ”

It turned out later that the number of people who were killed and injured by the trampling was as high as 30, which shows the selfishness of human nature.

Bao Yingying's willow eyebrows were upside down, and she reflexively shouted: "If you don't go out, are you waiting for death?" ”

Lin Haoxuan smiled noncommittally, and said lightly: "With me, I can't die!" ”

Xie Yufan, who was next to him, did not flee, and took out whiskey from his arms with his backhand and sipped it.

Lin Haoxuan's position was in the fifth row of the recital hall, and the audience in front of them ran faster than rabbits after the gunshot, so the field of vision in front of them quickly became wider.

Lin Haoxuan turned his head to look back at the killer and Shi Yongdan on the stage, the killer was holding a gun and constantly shooting Shi Yongdan, with a hideous smug smile on his face.

And Shi Yongdan relied on the musical instruments and the stage background to dodge constantly, and was almost sent to heaven by the killer's bullet several times, and it seemed that he had no power to fight back, but it is undeniable that this guy was born a symbol of elegance and nobility, and even the action of dodging bullets is gorgeous and dazzling, which makes people can't stop marveling.

Shi Yongshan should have two hits? How can it be so embarrassing?

Lin Haoxuan secretly had a question in his heart, looking at Shi Yong's single-handed movements, he knew that this guy was definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp, why would he be forced by the killer to fight back, was this guy worried about something?

Lin Haoxuan can only think of this, because the white-haired killer has already jumped on the stage, and it won't take a few rounds to knock Shi Yongdan down, he has some relationship with this Indian boss, and he must not see him die in front of him, thinking of this, Lin Haoxuan propped his hands on the back of the seat, and swept towards the stage like an eagle spreading its wings.

Bao Yingying was slightly surprised, Lin Haoxuan was able to fly off the wall?

The white-haired killer was smiling and walking towards Shi Yongshan in the corner, as long as he fired a few shots in front of him, this Hindu heirloom and musical immortal talent would go to heaven, and even if his mission was completed perfectly, his status in the killer world would be unprecedentedly improved in the future, and his wealth would be rolling in.

The muzzle of the gun was slowly raised, but Shi Yongshan ignored the white-haired killer, and his eyes revealed a vast depth, which made the white-haired killer inexplicably groan.

At this moment, there was a fierce wind behind him, and a fierce murderous aura came quickly, and the reflexive person turned with the gun, half turned sideways, and Lin Haoxuan had already pounced in front of him.

The short gun held by the white-haired killer blasted towards Lin Haoxuan, the bullet whistled past his ear, and shot into the seat behind him, not because the white-haired killer's marksmanship was too poor, but because Lin Haoxuan's speed was too fast, and he slipped out of the cloud when he pulled the trigger.

Without waiting for the killer's angle to shift, Lin Haoxuan had already grabbed the white-haired killer's wrist with half a beat.

Bao Yingying in the distance took a breath, this kid did have two hits.

Guo Ping held Shi Wei's hand and kept pushing hard, as if she was on the field in person.

Seeing that the white-haired killer was holding his wrist by Lin Haoxuan, and the huge amount of force came, a flash of fierceness flashed on his handsome and cold face, his right hand suddenly let go of the silver short spear, and his left hand caught it in place, and suddenly burst out with an astonishing speed like lightning, and the short spear in his hand went straight to Lin Haoxuan's chest with lightning speed.

This is a special short gun, and the body of the gun is also equipped with two sharp blades, so the white-haired killer's thumb wiped the switch, and the two sharp blades shot towards Lin Haoxuan's chest like sharp arrows.

Lin Haoxuan's heart was shocked, he didn't expect that the strength of this killer was a little unexpected, and his body hurriedly dodged, and at the same time, the killer re-grasped the short gun.