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Chapter 119 Everyone is like an enemy

No near misses.

When Ding Shimaan saw the pinhole camera at that time, he was really anxious and failed to control his strength. Fortunately, Lao Luo had a personal magic weapon in his body, which enabled him to withstand this palm strike.

"Lao Luo, I didn't expect that you, a man who makes a living by delivering packages underground, actually have a magic weapon... You, you make a lot of money delivering packages, right?"

Wang Zhenqiu hugged Lao Luo and cried with joy, but his little hands were not very honest and secretly touched the magic weapon and soft armor on Lao Luo's body.

"The ball is broken, don't touch it." Lao Luo said with despair.

"Ah? What a piece of rubbish! It was destroyed by a single palm strike!" Upon hearing this, Wang Zhenqiu immediately let go of his hand and focused on the reality.

If this soft armor is a good thing, then I can blackmail Lao Hao in the name of mission reimbursement!

Because Wang Zhen suddenly let go of the ball, Lao Luo lost his balance and fell flat on his butt.

Lao Luo: Has anyone ever considered my feelings?
Wang Zhenqiu: I have no objection
Seeing Hunqiu and Lao Luo being "affectionate", Zhong Xiao breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, no one from Naduotong died, so the mission could still proceed normally.

"I was scared to death, luckily nothing serious happened..."

Looking at the time, there was only a quarter of an hour left before the scheduled kidnapping time.

"Old Ding, it's almost time. There are still 15 minutes left. It's time to work."

Ding Shimaan hummed. After listening to Zhong Xiao's explanation, he roughly understood the situation. He glanced at Wang Zhenqiu and said sincerely, "This kid is good at playing with people's mentality."

Zhong Xiao twitched his lips and expressed his sincere approval. After all, there was a very interesting description in the original novel: "Young people scheme against each other, while old people fight when they are dissatisfied."

I don't have enough strength, so I have to think of some tricks.

"It's almost time, let's go back."

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The concert ended halftime, Chen Mulin sang the last song, and went to the private lounge dragging her long skirt.

The makeup artist received instructions to go to Chen Mulin's lounge to help her with her makeup, so she walked to the room in the corner of the backstage and knocked on the door.

"come in."

After hearing Chen Mulin's reply in the room, the makeup artist pushed the door open. Chen Mulin was sitting on a chair in front of the makeup mirror, and there was a mahjong table in the corner of the room.

“…Can one play mahjong alone?”

The makeup artist was a little confused, but didn't think much about it. Her job was just to do makeup, and it was none of her business whether Chen Mulin had the habit of playing mahjong alone.

The makeup artist carried some of his makeup tools in his bag and walked behind Chen Mulin. At this time, Chen Mulin had already changed into casual clothes and seemed to have removed her makeup by herself. She was just waiting for the makeup artist to do her makeup again for the next show.

The makeup artist came in and opened the bag without wasting time to take something out. But at this moment, I suddenly felt sleepy and there seemed to be pink petals floating in front of my eyes.

"Child, go to sleep."

A soft female voice echoed in her ears. The makeup artist's eyelids were fighting, her eyes were hazy, and Chen Mulin's figure seemed to gradually blur. Suddenly, a violent noise was heard, and the makeup artist's spirit was also shocked. A man in black carried Chen Mulin and suddenly rushed to the wall. There seemed to be a secret passage behind the wall!
Because she was still feeling sleepy, she couldn't see the man's face clearly. She could only tell that he was a normal-looking man, one that you could find in large numbers on the street.

When another loud bang was heard, the makeup artist trembled all over and finally recovered her spirit. A feeling of fear instantly surged into her heart, and she looked around the room trembling.

Where is Chen Mulin?

He walked over tremblingly and looked at the wall that was vaguely broken just now. The wall seemed to be hollow inside. The man who suddenly appeared took Chen Mulin inside. When he walked closer and looked again, he found that there was indeed a secret passage in the wall that could only accommodate one person. The secret passage seemed to lead underground, but was blocked by stones.

At this time, the makeup artist's tense nerves seemed to relax and he understood the situation.

Chen Mulin...seems to have been kidnapped?
Is today April Fools' Day? Or is there a variety show backstage filming a prank?
Is this serious?

There must be a camera in this room, right?

Waiting to film my reaction and then create a laugh!
It must be like this! In a society ruled by law, how could someone kidnap someone?

Haha ...

"Help! Someone has been kidnapped!!!"

Along with a woman's sharp scream, the news of Chen Mulin's kidnapping spread quickly in the backstage like a plague.

In the audience seats of the concert, Lei Yanpao Gao Ning was resting with his eyes closed. Suddenly, the screen of his mobile phone flashed. It was a signal from Xia Liuqing.

After turning off the screen of his mobile phone, Gao Ning suddenly increased the power of the Twelve Emotional Labor Array, which had been maintained in low-power standby mode, and expanded the range of the array to the maximum possible, constantly provoking the twelve meridians of the people in the array, causing them to fluctuate between positive and negative emotions, prompting people to fall into extreme anxiety and finally mental collapse.

Look, after a while, some people were shaking their bodies frequently, quite impatient. I paid to watch the concert, where are the people?

It was just a few songs, why take such a long break?
The crowd became increasingly agitated, and booing sounds began to appear. Gao Ning targeted these easily agitated people and increased the dosage of booing, making them even more violent. Soon, shouting and cursing were heard everywhere. Seeing that the situation was not going well, the security guards wanted to take the troublemakers out, but under the instigation of the Twelve Labor Emotion Formations, some spectators really started fighting with the security guards.

Humans are emotional, and emotions are contagious. Gao Ning grinned evilly, and even the lady-like old lady with the most stable temper stood up and swore at this moment.

The cheers from the audience at this time were almost the same as the thunderous applause that erupted when Chen Mulin came on stage. This kind of booing scene can probably only be seen in the audience seats of football games.

"Haha, I really like the atmosphere in the audience. Everyone is cursing at each other like they are enemies."

Gao Ning stood up with satisfaction and slowly walked out of the chaotic crowd where shouting, cursing and fighting were taking place.

Under pressure from both inside and outside, the director of this concert came on stage and used the emergency situation as an excuse to evacuate the audience and promised to refund the ticket money, but the frenzied audience in the hall couldn't care less.

You don't let us go to the concert, you deserve to be scolded and beaten!
A large number of audience members climbed onto the stage and rushed backstage to see what the sudden situation was.

The director was also crushed by the crowd, and stampedes occurred frequently.

"Humans are really easy to incite... Anyway, humans are like a flock of pigeons. As long as one flies to the right, the rest of the pigeons will follow suit. But I want to be even more pretentious and step on this group of pigeons to completely dominate them."

Gao Ning stood at the exit of the concert and murmured "Amitabha".

Looking at the gathering crowd, he retreated with a smile as compassionate and unchanging as that of the Buddha.

(End of this chapter)