Chapter 401: Demigod Concert


Chapter 401 The Concert of Demigods
Fasorot, a world-class pianist, has only won the highest awards in the piano industry at the age of 28. He is known as a piano genius that can be born in 100 years. Unlike other pianists' elegance and gentleman temperament, he is even more Intoxicated by major nightclubs, girls of all skin colors and ages, and sometimes beautiful men cannot escape his magic claws.
The price of such a wayward Fasorot concert is also unattainable. It is said that without US $ 2 million, you can't let him sit in front of the piano. At one point, a grandma offered him 2 million to show off his wealth at the birthday banquet. Who knew that the dollar exchange rate fell sharply that day, and Fassorot asked for a price increase, but he was dissatisfied. As a result, he was just arrogant. A "Happy Birthday" rose immediately and walked away, giving no face at all.
It is such a person, but today is wearing the most formal tuxedo, respectfully came to a historic classical opera house in Italy to participate in an extremely private concert.
You must know that this classical opera house has a history of more than 300 years. It has been preserved as a national treasure. Even tourists are strictly prohibited from entering. If you want to have a banquet here, you have to hold the president ’s hand to settle a member of the House of Commons. Only by being able to have this kind of strength, Fasorot could not afford to offend. He even started abstinence 3 days before the concert, and practiced his hand hard, just to show his best performance for this group of puppets.
Taking a deep breath, he stepped onto the large stage, and Fassorot stood in the spotlight and bowed to a total of 12 boxes. From his position, he can only see the outline of the guests in the box, and the clearest is only the ancient Roman numerals on the box.
There was no applause or applause. In a depressed atmosphere, Fasorot sat in front of a luxury piano valued at US $ 1 million and played his original and famous piano song "The Wind of the Midnight".
Regardless of his character, he has to admit that the music he plays is very good, and his creative talent is also a level rare in a century.
Changing to an ordinary audience, weeping without joy, it is normal to hear a urination feeling. But the guests in the box did not seem to be very cold about the performance of the piano music, or sipped red wine, or smoked cigars, or were eating delicious food.
"Did you all watch the video from Nirvana Camp? What do you think of the last battle between the Prophet and that boy named Shen Ming?" An old voice in Box No. 1 triggered a new one. topic.
"But in the 10-second video, the pants are finished before they are taken off. What can you think of?" The voice of a woman tasting in the box number 4 mocked.
"It's good to be able to record for 10 seconds. Monte Island's electromagnetic environment is so complicated. I finally took a hidden military satellite to take the picture." A man in box No. 2 was eating and chuckling.
"The research results of Mushishi are really terrible. The kid named Shen Ming seems to have the power of a god." The man in box No. 5 sighed.
"Even if we have the power of God? What we need is the spirit of God, not the power of God. He can never become our god. If we give the world to the strong, we will worship the strongest monkey with a group of monkeys. What's the difference between kings? "A childish voice sarcastically said in box 102.
"Don't be excited, no one says he is qualified to be a god, but we still need to know more about this brand-new life." In the number 10 box, a woman's voice gently soothed.
"It seems that everyone's meaning is the same. Shen Shen needs to observe in depth and make a detailed data report on him. If there is no objection, I intend to dispatch this matter to the Hei Technology Research Institute to complete." The elders in 1 box decided to do so, and no one said anything more.
At this moment, Fasorot also finished his own performance, got up and bowed to the numerous boxes. Although this group of magpies did not understand Shen Mingjiao's respect at all, and they were chatting during the whole performance, Fasorot did not dare to reveal the slightest Dissatisfied, smiled more enthusiastically than met my dad.
"Oh, I accidentally forgot that there are still outsiders, haven't we all heard the things we talked about?" The elder in the number 1 box was helpless.
"Boom!" A gunshot was fired 30 meters apart, and a sniper bomb blasted Fasorot's head exactly. When his blood splattered on the stage, he looked at the expression with the wrong expression. Sorot ended his life as a genius. It seems that the cost of this performance can only be used for funerals.
"The funeral dragon ... shot too fast, I haven't spoken yet, you are not good." The bullet was fired from the 102 box,
The shooter is the legendary sniper king, Funeral Dragon, who walked out of Nirvana camp. This is a man who sleeps except for sniping. He wears a blindfold on his head at all times. In Nirvana camp, he Recognized as the strongest sniper king, even the night watchman and Shen Ming couldn't stand with him.
It was only later that in a mission, the funeral dragon was announced to have died, and even the body was not recovered. This is the most common thing in Nirvana camp, and it is not worth it. But who would have thought that the funeral dragon appeared to one of the twelve demigods in this way, and I wonder whether it should be fortunate or sad.
"Anyway, I'm going to be killed in the end, so I won't bother you to talk to me." The funeral dragon sitting next to him lowered his blindfold and continued to sleep.
"To sum up, before the Lost Game, all the uneasy factors in the world must be investigated. If you know, no one can disturb our God Selection Ceremony." The elderly number 1 finished, today ’s The talks were over. No one knew where the twelve demigods would go after the meeting, but it was certain that Shen Ming had grown to be able to alarm the existence of the demigods.
Back on the other side of the world, Linhai's debt service banquet has just begun. Shen Ming wanted to be generous and invited everyone to go to the restaurant of Auguanhai until they were full. However, no matter whether it is the night watchman or et, there is no interest in the dishes of the Shenming luxury hotel for half a dime. Instead, it is a variety of Linhai City. Special food and street food make them happy.
Helpless, Shen Ming rented a commercial car, and Xiao Yi and Xiao Yi, like a tour guide, took a group of teammates of the Dream Team across the entire Linhai City, from fried sea oysters for breakfast to sand tea noodles for lunch. , Linhai specialties with a variety of characteristics are very happy to eat.
Shen Ming lamented that he had never seen such a shameless person. Even if he just ate it, he could still pack it. When he saw the special products, "Boss, give me 10 kilos!" Shen Ming couldn't understand, wasn't it? What's the hippocampus for? 10 kilos is enough for a swimming pool. Why buy so much?
But not only did they do it, but the more they bought, the more they felt that they were losing money. Speaking of it is nothing more than the pit of Shenming this journey. Not to mention various discounts for good rewards, the content of the task has also changed from hunting the prophet to becoming an enemy of Nirvana camp. Physical exhaustion at the end.
All teammates have a feeling of being alive and exhausted on that volcanic island. In the end, it feels like a miracle to survive.
The most pitiful is the mouse. He had no relationship with Nirvana camp. He not only played a high-altitude fall, but also fought a confrontation with Lan Long and others. In the end, he was forced to marry somehow. There are so many wives out.
Everyone mentioned this, and everyone showed a kind of "grief".
"Don't get tangled, Moina is actually very good. Apart from moody, passionate about making specimens, and the demand is particularly great, there are no shortcomings." It was already midnight, and a group of people still refused to break up, sitting on the beach drinking and chatting , The vigil comforted while drinking beer.
"Speaking of this, I remember she has the same habit of buying dolls as you, but she usually needs to change one within a few days." The trial smiled.
"Don't be so frustrated. At least she has more than a year to complete Nirvana. At least this year you are safe." Et patted him on the shoulder and comforted.
"No, I remember that the network system of the hive base was invaded from the outside. In order to avoid the possibility of being hunted down by Nirvana camp, the mouse asked you to go over to help rebuild the defense system immediately. Remember that it takes exactly one year. "Which pot of black pearls doesn't mention which pot?"
"Your are so shameful, is it so worth your joy to die? I'm still so young, I haven't spent a lot of fun in the fun fair, I just walked into the marriage grave so early, don't talk about derailment. Even saying "wife, let's take a rest today" is risking my life. What kind of sin did I just make? I don't care about it! You owe me! You owe me an obedient person, but it won't kill my wife It's disgusting that the mouse was crying when it got drunk.
"No problem, isn't it just a wife? Tomorrow I will go to a certain treasure to order a mail for you, do you want to inflate, or you want silicone? Even if mailing to Africa, I will give you free shipping!" Shen Ming more and more Cheeky.
"You bastards! You must have hacked your account when you have time, and don't leave you a dime!" The mouse scorned with a middle finger.
"Relax, I've already greeted Meng Na. You are our brother. No matter what happens in the future, marriage is not in affection, and she will never be allowed to make you a specimen. She should still give me this face. Yes, "Shenming said.
"It should be that, you are really my good brother. Don't stop me, let me die!" The mouse who drank too much rushed into the sea with a cry, and no one really stopped him.
"Say, do you still feel the inverse scale?" The night watchman cared.
"From the moment I woke up to now, my right hand didn't feel a bit. The inverse scale's breath was completely shielded from my body. I don't know why?" Shen Ming contracted his right hand, as if he had never met Inverse Scale.
"It's okay, at least with your right hand now, not afraid of being bitten." The night watchman hehe said.
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