Chapter 26: chapter 26

--Snapped!
The thick, tempered glass was scattered and cracked, and the salty flowing water in the aquarium rushed out. A few tourists standing in the front row quickly stepped back to avoid the flowing water, but apparently they now care more about the mermaid inside. How's it going.
The silver-white steel plate was covered with the original bright light tube □□ outside, flickering in and out, glass fragments scattered all over the place.
Everyone's eyes were tightly glued to the broken glass fish tank. They didn't know whether this was a part of the magic show designed in advance or the magic failed, so they didn't rush forward to check anything.
It was only after the initial terror that everyone unconsciously slowed their breathing and waited, praying, for fear of seeing thick blood spilling from under the steel plate.
Lyle touched his face and whispered, "Oh, water splashed on my face, oh still salty? Did the adult get it from the beach?"
Jennifer standing next to Lyle shook Lyle's hand, frowned and asked, "You don't seem to worry about your friend at all? Will he die? Why didn't he come out?"
As soon as Lyle wanted to explain something, he heard the audience standing in front of him screaming, and some even whistled excitedly.
Lyle looked up at the broken fish tank but saw nothing. "Hey buddy, what happened? I just divided my mind."
"Oh God, look at that. I can guarantee this is the most wonderful magic I've seen since I was born. It's hard to believe his eyes. How did he do it?" The man applauded, and turned back to Lair's endless sigh of praise, "How did he get through such a thick steel plate? He stayed there for another ten minutes? Oh, the fish tank floated in the blink of an eye. Is this here? "
The black man's hand slid a parabola in the air, "Oh my God, he actually came out of the hall of Bellagio again? Oh god!"
Lyle looked in the direction indicated by his chin. A man in a yukata was walking towards the crowd towards the gate of Bellagio. He leaned down on his chin and walked quietly, with wet long blond hair scattered behind him, like a freshly washed one. Tenants coming out for a walk.
A serious-looking man followed Asa, dressed in a formal suit, in stark contrast to Asa in a bathrobe.
After the man walked to the side of the ruins of the fish tank and pulled out a rubber-like realistic fish tail from the corner, the crowd applauded even more intensely. Some people could n’t believe the friends around him,
Oh my God, How did he get there? It's incredible, oh I'm going to faint. "
Jennifer pulled the hand of the red-haired young man, "Hey, you just said you could help me get his signature. Is this true? I would like to trade my cupboard doll for you."
Lyle froze, glancing at the silent silver-haired man carefully, leaning over to the little girl and whispering, "No, I want two lockers."
Jennifer bit her lower lip, turned her head and pulled at Mom's hand.
The young woman was talking to another audience member. "Oh, the magic show tonight is really incredible. His legs are so long. No wonder he can support such a long fish tail, huh? What happened to Jennifer?"
"Mom, this uncle said that two cabinets of dolls would be needed to get that brother's signature." Jennifer explained with a frown.
"Oh, what's the name of this magician?" The young woman froze, only to remember that she didn't remember the magician's name.
"Squeak ... Hey? Good evening everyone." The voice of the microphone came from the horn in the square, and the cold male voice was distinctively husky. "My name is Asa, a magician performing 'Deep Sea' tonight." , Oh everybody looks at me like this, it makes me a little embarrassed. "
The crowd, who had been silent in the square speaker, laughed and laughed, "Oh the deep sea? I like this name, it sounds mysterious, as mysterious as the magic itself."
Asa didn't speak anymore, but returned the microphone to the host named An. "Oh, Mr Asa's magic is really wonderful, but this is only his propaganda show. The official Deep Sea Trace will be a week later. The Luxor Hotel's Golden Rose Hall officially performed, huh? Dylan, am I going to rest that day?
An turned to the photographer outside the camera and complained a little later,
Oh, do n’t rest? It seems I need leave Go watch the show. "
As soon as An's words fell, there was a sudden noise in the square. Is this just a publicity performance? What effect would a formal magic show have?
Moving such a shocking performance to a small performance hall?
Can you still see it?
Jennifer pulled her hand. "Mom, are we going to go home in a week?"
"Yes, Jennifer, our plane is the day after tomorrow. I think your holiday is coming to an end." The young woman's expression was also a little regrettable, and she rubbed Jennifer's hair to explain.
"Oh this is really frustrating." Jennifer shook her head.
"Oh look at how messy here?" A black luxury extension car stopped silently out of the crowd, and a well-dressed old man came down from the car with a cane. "Oh my God, did I miss something wonderful? "
The old man's pale hair combed, and although he was very old, he was obviously well maintained.
"Oh look, this is the magic master Hagrid, oh why did your old man come here today?" The camera lens followed An's hand and slid towards the old man standing by the door.
"I just heard that Fox signed a magician and performed here today. Oh, is that broken fish tank the product of a failed magic? This is really regrettable." Hagrid covered her mouth fakely, her face on her face. But it didn't look sad at all, "Have the magician been dragged out yet?"
Ellen, who had been standing behind Asa, frowned frantically, and walked towards Hagrid coldly, "Mr. Hagrid, good evening."
"Oh, isn't this Alice's ace Ellen? Why are you here? Oh, I see. You're the magician's agent, isn't it? It's really regrettable. It seems you can return to Hollywood right away. Bring the actor. "With regret, he took out the decorative handkerchief from the suit and handed it to Allen.
Alan said silently as Hagrid sang the clarinet there, and said coldly at the handkerchief before him, "It's a pity, I probably don't need your handkerchief, because the performance tonight is very successful. Also, , You are welcome to watch Asa's premiere next week. "
Hagrid wrinkled his skin, and a gleam of cold flashed in his eyes, but his face smiled kindly. "It seems I'm misunderstanding. Is that magician called Asa?"
The voice of the two was not small. The audience who had just heard Haige's announcement was heard, and the atmosphere was awkward for a while.
Asa kept looking coldly at Hagrid and the man in the car.
The window of the car was covered with peep-proof paper, which could prevent people outside from seeing inside, but that thing couldn't resist Asa's sight. Berg's hair in the car was disheveled, his cheeks were reddish, and he leaned back on the back of a black leather chair. Asa couldn't see through the glass window.
But Asa's expression was seen by others--
Miller, this is the expression when Miller in the bar was pressed down by Lyle.
The corner of Asa's lips evoked a little, and things seemed more interesting than he expected. "Mr. Hagrid, good evening, my name is Asa."

Samer looked away and looked at Lyle coldly and reminded, "We are going back, Asa is going back to the hotel in a while, don't forget that you should watch the children in the room now."
"Oh, sir, know, I know, are we going to take a taxi back?" Lyle complained to Samer, "the grown-up will not go back so fast, and see how Hagrid stared at the grown-up. It was late. "
"If he hasn't returned at eleven tonight, then he--haha." At the same time, Samael laughed lightly, and the dark green pupil glowed a faint golden light, "As for Hagrid?"
"Oh, how old is your Lord? His Royal Highness even put him under guard, but does he know it?" Lyle glanced, looked at Asa in the crowd, and whispered, "Also, you plan to How can he be punished for in public? "
Samer glanced at Asa, "He doesn't need to know. As for punishment? No, he just thinks he is 'sleeping'."
"Oh no, Your Royal Highness is really bad for you. Your lord will drive you away when you remember." Lyle's voice was a little gloating.
Sameer stared at Asa tightly, and said without looking back, "No, he won't, he--not willing to do that."
Lyle still wanted to complain, but the group around him had already dispersed, and Asa was still talking to Hagrid.
"Oh no one? Hurry and go, or you will be found." Lyle turned to prepare to leave, for fear that Asa suddenly saw him.
In that case, His Royal Highness will be exposed, and His Highness will severely break his neck after being exposed.
Oh of darkness, I think my neck hurts.
As he was about to leave, Asa's cold voice came from behind him, "Lair, how are you here?"