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Chapter 173 The Uncrowned Queen of Arms!
On stage, a beautiful young woman uses two guns as instruments, with the sound of gunfire as her rhythmic drumbeats. She is like a performer immersed in the world of music, and also like an orchestra conductor waving her arms, freely expressing her youth and releasing a powerful infectious energy.

In particular, her decisive action of raising both pistols and firing continuously at the audience below the stage instilled a sense of immersive fear in the spectators.

Damn, someone pointed a gun at you and started firing repeatedly; the gunfire even drowned out the jarring music. Although it was very catchy and infectious, wouldn't you be scared?
Ah Miao's actions instantly escalated the atmosphere, plunging the onlookers into terror. Faced with this indiscriminate series of shootings, they screamed in despair and fear.

They seemed poised to scatter, but the crowd was too dense to escape, which only fueled their panic and anxiety.

At the same time, the person in charge of the "Sighing Saintess" competition immediately showed a panicked expression, their heart sinking to the bottom. This was not part of the pre-arranged performance at all!

He shouted to his men, "Damn it! It's a stage accident! Contact the security company immediately. Also! Notify the security bureau right away, make sure we're cleared of suspicion as soon as possible."

On stage, the frenetic electronic rock continued its roar. The super-haired girl crossed her arms, raised them high above her head, swayed to the music, and grinned with her little tiger teeth, shouting to the audience, "Get hyped!"

Then she lowered her arms again and aimed her two guns at the target on the edge of the stage, which, through optical illusion, made it appear as if she were aiming at the audience below the stands.

Bang bang bang!
The bullets fired in rapid succession, each one striking the humanoid metal target with pinpoint accuracy. Not only did the sound of the gunfire perfectly overlap with the rhythm of the drums, but the metallic echo of the bullets hitting the target also synchronized with the music, creating a secondary resonance.

The bullets that struck the target still retained their powerful impact, ricocheting indiscriminately.

Originally standing with their hands behind their backs around the stage, a row of 24 orc bodyguards, now forming a wall, protected the stage with a 'force field barrier' to prevent enthusiastic spectators from storming the stands and affecting the contestants' performances.

But now, the 'force field' they collectively form becomes the last barrier against ricochets, turning A-Miao's indiscriminate, random shooting into a genuine stage performance. And it's incredibly immersive and captivating!
In a daze, after realizing that the 'performance' on stage couldn't truly kill them, the audience members who had been gripped by fear and panic, frantically struggling to scream and escape, suddenly understood: this wasn't a performance mishap, but rather part of the play!

Their mental state quickly shifted from fear to fervor, and they began to cheer and shout excitedly!

They raised their arms and shouted in response to the energetic music and the drumbeats of gunfire, roaring "Drink! Drink! Drink!" in extreme excitement.

"Fantastic! Absolutely the most perfect performance of the day!"

"This girl is so pretty! And so wild!"

"She's so cool, I'm going to vote for her!"

"What's her name?"

"Her breasts are so big!"

"Leg play year!"

At this moment, apart from the panicked organizers, everyone believed this was a meticulously planned segment. Shooting audience members with handguns—real guns, no acting or skill involved—was what made it more authentic and impactful, evoking the audience's most primal fears and, after a clever transformation, quickly converting them into an adrenaline rush.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Huge throngs of spectators began cheering and swaying to the rhythm of the music, gradually becoming immersed in the unprecedented thrill of being shot.

The dual pistols in A-Miao's hands were not imbued with any extraordinary power; they were simply firearms. They were not Desert Eagles with unlimited ammo, so their magazines had a limited capacity of 24 rounds, a modified design.

After 48 consecutive powerful beats, it could no longer produce a loud sound or flash.

However, she remained calm and composed under pressure, showing no signs of nervousness. Instead, she put on a highly skilled and rapid magazine-changing performance in front of everyone.

The movements were fluid and professional, displaying a wild and ruthless beauty that dazzled the audience and drew even more enthusiastic cheers.

Ah Miao's hands were simultaneously performing completely different one-handed magazine reloading movements, a display of skill and visual appeal that was incredibly impressive. Even a complete novice would be amazed, as if suddenly witnessing a moonwalk.

Several infatuated girls in the audience also shouted loudly:
"Wow, so cool! She must have killed a lot of people."

"Sister, kill me!"

After switching magazines, A-Miao once again unleashed a high-difficulty shooting display. For example, she closed her eyes, spread her arms in a cross shape, and then performed a series of 360° spins, accurately hitting each target with each spin, without making any mistake like accidentally shooting a lucky audience member.

The absence of any mistakes only fueled the audience's screams and cheers, who cried out in protest: "Sister, kill me! Kill me now!"

On the contrary, the row of orc bodyguards, facing away from the stage and appearing as immovable as mountains, professionally forming a "bulletproof field," were under immense pressure from ricochets and stray bullets, cold sweat beading on their foreheads. They were terrified of being casually shot dead by this madwoman on a whim—the pressure was immense!
This is completely outside the scope of the employment contract! I desperately want to escape, but I can't.

As the music grew more intense, the audience's emotions were ignited, and A-Miao took on an even greater challenge. To maintain the atmosphere, she once again skillfully switched magazines and, on a whim, recalled what she had just seen when watching the girl perform.

The monotonous act of shooting is incorporated into simple and powerful dance moves, creating a 'street dance shooting technique' that rivals gunfighting.

She took a step with her feet, raised her arms, gripping both guns, high above her head, and simultaneously flicked her wrists in a flourish, firing repeatedly. The bullets flew indiscriminately and haphazardly, like the colorful beams of light from a disco ball, yet with her innate 'absolute gun sense,' they accurately hit the target or soared into the sky.

From below the stage, gasps of amazement erupted once again.

That kind of 'fancy shooting'—she didn't treat us spectators like human beings at all; she was really going to kill randomly. But just as fear surged into my brain, I saw sparks flying from the target and the trajectory of the bullets soaring into the sky… It turned out to be a false alarm; she did treat us like human beings after all.

She really made me cry to death!
At this moment, not only were the audience, who were completely at the mercy of others, swept up in a frenzy, but Yuan Zhu was also dumbfounded. This guy can actually perform on stage?! Isn't this a hundred times more beautiful than the American scenery?! This is too exciting!

Little Spicy Strip's eyes lit up: "So elegant, so cool! Sister Miao is indeed a top-notch idol, and her dance moves are so professional! I want to fawn over her, I want my boss to fawn over her, I want to be Sister Miao's lapdog!"

Yuan Zhu was equally mesmerized, deeply attracted by the youthful energy emanating from the girl.

But perhaps because of the distance between them, the fervent infatuation and impulse in his heart subsided. He was able to engage in simple thinking while resisting the charm she constantly exuded.

On the contrary, Little Spicy Strips was like a brainless fan, captivated by A Miao's performance, muttering strange words.

Yuan Zhu: "Wait! Her dance moves seem to be something that some idol group did before? This isn't her carefully choreographed routine at all; it's plagiarism, right?"

Spicy Strips retorted confidently, "So what? My sister Miaomiao cleverly integrated other people's dance moves with dynamic choreography. This is innovation and homage, not plagiarism! Does the Cricket Girls Group have such amazing marksmanship, such a smooth reloading?" At the climax of a song, as the drumbeats were about to end, Miaomiao on stage suddenly put her hands behind her back and, while spinning and jumping, concealed her two pistols. Like magic, the pistols disappeared behind her tight-fitting suit vest.

From below the stage, it was clear that she was not wearing a holster on her slender lower back, and it was unclear where she had hidden the pistol.

At the same time, she spun and jumped again, suddenly producing a shoulder-fired rocket launcher in her hands. She shouted loudly at the audience below the stands, "What era are we living in?! Are you still using traditional rockets?!"

As she spoke, she released the safety, hoisted the launcher onto her shoulder, raised her hand to pull back the sight, and, in a posture reminiscent of Hou Yi shooting down the sun, first aimed at the crowd, then slowly raised the muzzle and aimed it at the sky.

The audience, who had initially erupted in gasps of surprise and despair, fearing they were about to be bombarded, quickly transformed into enthusiastic screams and shouts!

boom!
Without hesitation, Ah Miao pulled the trigger. Accompanied by a powerful plume of flame, the old-fashioned rocket, stuck in the launch port, soared straight into the sky. Like a flame carrying the hopes of the crowd, it slowly rose into the air under the collective gaze of the audience.

This is so romantic, and so cool!

She actually pulled out a rocket launcher on stage and fired it in a genuine and unpretentious way! How long has it been since I've seen such a real and high-quality idol?! Why are there hot tears welling up in my eyes? Is this what it means to be moved?!
I don't know when, but Ah Miao dropped the old-fashioned rocket launcher in her hand.

With another flick of her wrists, she conjured up a brand-new rocket launcher with an even more advanced and sophisticated casing. Simultaneously, she expertly disengaged the safety, assumed the firing stance again, and shouted to the audience:
"【Raygos Industries】's latest 【RX-1 Sidewinder Thermal Tracking Rocket Launcher】leads the fashion trend! Faster speed, greater power, and simpler, more user-friendly operation! No aiming required, automatic heat source tracking, and built-in irregular anti-lock swing trajectory... A new choice for the new era!"

boom!
After letting the old-fashioned rocket fly for a while, A-Miao pulled the trigger again. A new type of shell was blasted out of the cannon barrel, spinning in a spiral trajectory, and rose straight into the air at a faster speed, visibly catching up with the shell in the air.

And at the climax of the frenetic electric guitar solo before the music ended, it hit the mark precisely, detonated, and turned into a huge fireball, causing countless fragments and debris to rain down on the heads of the audience on the ground.

"Oh oh oh..."

Another burst of mindless, frenzied cheers erupted. The crowd seemed to have gone mad, raising their hands to bathe in the rain of bullets falling from the sky, chanting in unison, "Laser God! Laser God! Laser God!"

Clearly, this was not only a premeditated performance, but also a meticulously planned commercial advertisement.

At her own expense, Ah Miao delivered a most memorable advertising performance on the audition stage of "Saintess of the Sigh." She etched the image of "Laser God Industry," whose application to participate had been rejected, into the minds of the audience. Even Yuan Zhu couldn't forget the pure and innocent smile on her face when she launched the rocket.

She genuinely loves having sex!
As soon as the music ended, before she could even gracefully leave and take her bow, chains shot out from the edge of the stage, binding Ah Miao's limbs and controlling her body and movements.

Then, the chains wrapped around her body excessively, making her already stunningly curvaceous corset even more constricted and almost bursting out!
Yuan Zhu's eyes widened: "Holy crap, that's too much! What an incredible figure!"

Spicy Strips: "Dad, my goddaughter will never have to worry about food in the future! Sister Miaomiao's figure is just too amazing, I want to eat her!"

Audience members below the stage shouted: "Stop! She performed so well, she's so popular, why do we have to control her?"

At this moment, two women in uniform appeared at the edge of the stage and showed their identification to the audience: "Security Bureau, Public Security Investigation Division! You are suspected of [illegally carrying and using firearms, explosives, and other dangerous weapons, and endangering public safety]. Please come with us!"

"A conspiracy! A conspiracy! A conspiracy!" ×N
Below the stage, the lecherous audience members, who were captivated by Miao Miao, erupted in a chorus of angry roars!

What a fantastic live performance with real guns and ammunition! It successfully stirred everyone's emotions and pushed the event to one climax after another! Now, this beautiful and energetic young lady has just finished her performance and hasn't even had a chance to take her bow before being arrested by a shady operation?!
"Shameless! There's something fishy going on! Are you afraid that if she advances to the next round, she'll threaten the pre-selected contestant?!"

"Shameful! A conspiracy! Shameful! A conspiracy!" ×N
Yuan Zhu stood up at that moment and shouted loudly at the girl he admired, "Geneva, refund my money!"

So the group of lecherous thugs around him, whose reason had been clouded by their emotions, also started shouting, "Damn it, refund! Refund!"

Ignoring the shouts from the audience, the two investigators used chains to restrain Ah Miao, who showed no signs of resistance, and began to walk off the stage.

Just then, a strange force suddenly erupted from the young woman's body. Her right arm broke free from the chains, and she raised it high, swinging it around as she shouted like an opinion leader: "Raygod Industries! The first firearm belonging to young people! Feed me peanuts! Long live Raygod!"

The audience erupted in a frenzy, chanting, "Oh! Laser God! Laser God!"

"Laser God!"

"Laser God!"

"Woooooooo..."

The young woman who had volunteered her services was quickly gagged by the female investigator, unable to speak further. Yet, she still tried to maintain a defiant stance against tyranny, which only intensified the protests from the audience.

Yuan Zhu belatedly realized that throughout the entire performance, the other party had no intention of advancing at all; it was entirely a one-off reality show advertisement. To maximize the effect, they had willingly entered the game, sacrificing themselves to establish the brand name of [Laser God Industry].

Yuan Zhu: "Wow, this is a perfect advertisement. It could be filmed in one take, like a music video. She got involved herself and used it to promote the brand. I'm so moved, I could cry!"

Although he understood everything, he wasn't annoyed at being used by A-Miao. The other party had even sacrificed themselves; what did it matter if he was just being used?
Spicy Strips also commented: "Wow, Sister Miaomiao's personality is very different from what I imagined. I think she is an optimistic, cheerful, positive, brave, lively, and resourceful role model!"

"Of course, she's also Runing's super criminal. It's just that her appearance is too cute, which makes people overlook her true nature."

Yuan Zhu belatedly recalled Zheng Hao's series of introductions about the "Cat House." Things like receiving stolen goods, counterfeiting, smuggling, arms dealing, illegal immigration... that pretty face was just too deceptive.

Watching Miaomiao being taken away, Yuan Zhu felt strangely calm. He had a strong premonition that this was all premeditated.

Even without his presence, the other party would still go on stage to create chaos, stir up emotions, and promote [Laser God Industry], before deliberately getting arrested by the security bureau, elevating the advertisement to a new level and making it a classic.

This made her, who was arrested after only participating in one round of the competition, the uncrowned queen in the eyes of the audience, the nameless Saintess of the Sighing Arms!
Since she dared to be arrested, she must have had a plan to escape. In fact, she might have even maintained a cooperative relationship with certain people in the Security Bureau, otherwise she wouldn't be able to travel so frequently between Taixi and Running, engaging in smuggling, smuggling, and illegal arms trafficking.

To build a business this big, there must be powerful people supporting it from within. So there's no need to worry about her: "Okay, keep looking at the legs!"

Spicy Strips: "Yeah, yeah, yeah! Look at those legs! There are so many beautiful girls here, the quality is so much better than back on Earth! Strictly speaking, even Sister Miaomiao isn't one of the most beautiful. Look at that blue-haired girl from the Ocean Power Company, she's unreal! It's so deserted."

(End of this chapter)