Doom Knight System

Lancelow shook his head. Most of the guards in front of him were low-level knights. Without treasures, they could crush all of them by relying on strength. Then, with a wrong foot, his figure leaped out like lightning, and one hand turned into a palm knife. There is an air-popping sound when the palm strikes.

None of the guard knights who were hit could be intact, and they all lay on the ground moaning endlessly.

Lancelot squinted his eyes, took out a small gold-embroidered pocket from his pocket, and put five amethyst coins in it, stuck it on the captain with a gloomy face, and said slowly: "Here is the money for your injuries, enough You have two missions."

"Who are you? Could it be Baiyin..." The captain of the guard was puzzled. He had a chance to make a move, but he suddenly thought of Emma's order and became scruples instead.He was afraid of becoming Emma's tool to kill people with a borrowed knife, and instead overestimated Lancelow's background.

Lancelot smiled and said, "Thank you for your cooperation." After speaking, he walked around the people on the ground and opened the passage door behind him.

Not long after, people from other teams came to support them. They wanted to take revenge immediately, but were stopped by the guard captain.Just kidding, I'm afraid no one in the inner city would dare to take revenge on the Miranda family openly.

On the amethyst coin in the small bag, the emblem of the Miranda family shone with strange brilliance.

"Hmph, damn it!" Emma said coldly, pushing the makeup artist beside her away.

Then he turned his attention to the busy field affairs, so Chao waved.

Wembley Concert Hall, backstage.

Lancelot's eyes unconsciously turned to the group of sexy girls around him, especially those who stayed at the towering place.This move made the girls notice, and they glared at each other.

However, in front of the director, the girls who are backup dancers are not easy to speak.

Lancelow was watching with gusto when he was suddenly stopped by a field manager. The middle-aged man ran over sweating profusely, grabbed Lancelow, and said out of breath, "You are the newcomer!" It’s great. They said you’re a young man, but they didn’t expect you to be so young! According to the contract, five amethyst coins for a song!”

Lancelow's heart moved, and he knew that the stage manager had misunderstood, but before he could speak, the stage manager forced him into a room and said, "Phew! I'm really sorry to trouble you. Otherwise, I wouldn't be in such a hurry."

"Someone will inform you of the time to go on stage in a while, so don't leave." After repeated instructions from the field manager, he ran away.

Lancelot was a little helpless, but he pushed the door, and it was locked from the outside. The entire door was shrouded in magic power, and it couldn't be opened by strength alone.

If you use the "Super Magic Electromagnetic Cannon", it's okay, but it also means that the concert will be completely screwed up.

"It's a big deal that you won't go up for a while, let's see what tricks you make." Lancelow said to himself.

Not long after, there was a huge roar of music outside, and the extremely high-pitched songs violently hit people's eardrums.

Through the crystal projector in the room, Lancelot saw the group of girls from before rushing onto the stage surrounded by Emma, ​​and started a hot dance.

It was completely different from what I saw just now. This girl was wearing a hot dance dress. The V-neck made her chest look two sizes bigger. As she bounced and danced, the whole concert hall immediately boiled.

"Ah...anxiety comes slowly, kiss me, please tell me your name.

Why both attract each other and compare and contempt.

No matter how many dark nights have passed, somewhere in the dark, there are fragments of myself.

look for!kiss!destroy!Savage passion, cool conflict..."

As expected of a soul singer with the voice of nature, almost everyone has a hallucination of blood boiling, and they can't help but want to dance, and they can't control themselves at all.

"Emma...!" "Emma...!" "Emma...!" The audience in the audience shouted excitedly, and finally formed a wave of sound that almost suppressed the sound of the stereo.

Emma waved her hand, and just finished singing the first verse of the lyrics, the fans' cheers and confession were overwhelming again.

In the private room on the top floor of the concert hall, Mrs. Miranda and an equally beautiful woman were sitting together, each holding a glass of cocktail, chatting lazily.

"Emma's singing level is getting higher and higher. I heard that the military department is planning to let her go to boost morale." Mrs. Miranda laughed.

The beauty shook her head and said, "She's still far behind. She's really not doing her job properly. It seems that the House of Witches can't count on her in the future." Then she blinked narrowly, "By the way, I heard that you raised a Little Tiger, why don't you bring it out?"

"Hmph! I don't understand what you're saying." Mrs. Miranda said dissatisfiedly, and pinched her best friend's shoulder hard.

The beauty smiled and said, "I saw your flushed face this time, and you still say it's not? You can't hide it from my eyes." After speaking, she deliberately sniffed with her nose.

Mrs. Miranda changed her usual style, and started to fight with her best friend directly, and laughter and coquettish sounds resounded in the whole private room.

Emma went down after singing a song, followed by a burst of dancing.A staff member in the backstage took the list and appeared on the crystal screen, saying, "You will go up and play the prelude in a while, the title song "Complicated" requested by Miss Emma, ​​get ready." After finishing speaking, he left.

Before Lancelot could react, the whole room shook slightly, and began to rise upwards, even reaching the stage directly.

The black curtain gradually opened, and the director in the background pointed at the crew and yelled: "Bastard, don't you know how to check your identity, idiot!"

"Ah! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The stage manager said in a crying voice. A pair of small eyes stared at the real pianist on the opposite side, but he dismissed it in his heart. He got the guarantee from Miss Emma, ​​so naturally he would no longer have any scruples .

The director nervously started to pick up the communicator to communicate, but it was obviously too late, the black curtain opened, and the plane where the piano was located slowly rose.

"Damn it, it's over!" The director collapsed on the ground, desperately saying.He could imagine the consequences of messing up the concert, it was definitely more terrible than death.

In the private room, Mrs. Miranda spit out the wine in one gulp, her eyes widened in a rather awkward manner, and she said, "Why is he up there?"

"Oh? He's pretty handsome. He's a handsome mixed race guy. I've never seen such a young pianist before." The beautiful girlfriend raised her eyebrows and smiled.

Mrs. Miranda shook her head and said, "This is too bad. There are many important people here today. I'm afraid he's going to make a fool of himself."

"Couldn't this be your little tiger?" The beauty sat up in surprise.

Mrs. Miranda blushed slightly, and nodded with difficulty, while looking at Lancelot with more worry in her eyes.