The monster villain of the extraordinary world

Chapter 56 Singing in the Rain

The warehouse of the old bar is bright and glare.

The several TV screens by the bar were all broadcasting the live broadcast of Furong Village from different channels.

On the screen, a group of crows and rainstorm danced wildly, and Lei Yue took out a tough and sharp heavy pistol, which stunned the surrounding people.

Sister Hua, Ginny, and Mohigan were all watching TV, and Lingsha was also called by them from Maiji.

Only Laki didn't know where he died. No one answered the phone, and then turned it off.

Therefore, at this time, Xingbao is acting like a coolie, carrying a DV camera to film Lei Yue's good scene.

"What the hell..." Sister Hua was holding her head in her hands, as if seeing the Yida Buliu who was about to get it suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Lei Yue's appearance had already frightened her a lot.

"Good Showman" is a wild horse, what to say, what to do is not the specific design of her and Ginny, it is all his free play.

However, it was pretty good at first, and it was eye-catching...

It's not a big problem even if you provoke those cops, anyway, no matter what happens now, the cops will stare at their group.

but now!
Sure enough, when Sister Hua saw the live broadcast, the reporters at the scene burst into laughter after recalling it.

And those photographers, passers-by in Spreading City, etc., were all amused by the showman.

"Old Mo, where did you get him such a counterfeit gun?" Sister Hua was anxious and helpless.

Strange Pistol?It's not just a red three-concentric inverted triangle logo.

That's right, heterogeneity is difficult to detect, even if it is a heterogeneous person, it is impossible to distinguish strange objects with the naked eye.

That's why there are so many counterfeit goods all over the street!

The one that Lei Yue is holding?
No one thinks that's true, especially when paired with the word "newcomer".

"Didn't I tell you to stop this thing..." Sister Hua approached and wailed.

"I didn't give him this gun." Mohigan said, drinking a bottle of spirits, which was quite puzzling.

Sister Hua looked at the others, who gave it to them?
Ginny shook her head quickly, Lingsha shrugged, and Xingbao shouted, "Don't look at me, I've always supported banning guns."

"Then... Lagi?" Sister Hua asked.

"Should." Moxigan took another sip of wine, "Laki taught him tricks to be handsome all day long."

Sister Hua suddenly lowered her head, she didn't see it, it was as if she was declared dead.

Playing handsome?Shame to death.

The image of the dark and bad boy was destroyed in one fell swoop.

"What are you doing? Maybe it's true?" Lingsha was quite interested.

Sister Hua is too lazy to argue whether it is true or not with a person who believes in the password of McKee French fries.

That kid didn't even know the sign of the controlled strange variable before, so where did he get the real thing?
Ginny also smiled wryly. They hadn't seen the good show in the alley before, they only heard Xingbao's exaggerated and terrifying words.

So at this time, it is more of a feeling that the playful people are making fun of it...

This is obviously also the feeling of the people at the scene. The female reporter from the No. [-] Entertainment Channel was laughing and talking about the absurdity in front of her eyes.

But even an ordinary pistol is enough to annoy those cops.

"Hey, synthetic oil?" Ginny suddenly saw in the flashing camera that there was a big man with rumbling muscles trying to stop the group of patrollers from walking towards Lei Yue.

The big man's voice also entered the mic, shouting: "Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive!"

Ginny looked at it and thought, it's because the crowd was so dense that the cops didn't dare to shoot, it's usually like that.

"He's a good show, I'm so angry..." Sister Hua sighed again.

Her attention was more focused on the brown-clothed female reporter "Jiang Meier" from the First Entertainment Channel.

The No. [-] entertainment channel is a big channel, and Dongzhou's case is not small. The reporter who was sent to follow up and report the whole process is of course very famous.

Jiang Meier is beautiful and eloquent. She has been in the industry for nearly ten years and has already gained a high reputation and popularity among the audience.

In the industry chain of heterogeneous stars, it can almost be said that journalists are as important as heroes.

Otherwise, who will tell the stories of the heroes?

A reporter who is an ordinary person rather than a heterogeneous person represents a kind of independence and impartiality.

Jiang Meier is like this, she has interviewed countless rookie heroes, some are praised by her, and some are criticized by her, her comments can affect the start of a rookie's career.

Now, looking at Jiang Meier's smile like that, the "good showman" is undoubtedly being regarded as a funny man.

"Good show begins, funny debut" may be tomorrow's news slogan, coupled with an exaggerated and funny smile of Lei Yue.

"Where did you get this gun?"

At this time, at the scene of Furong Village under the rainy night, Jiang Meier asked the black-clothed boy with a bad face with a smile, and used the word "engagement" indifferently.

Some male reporter added: "Which flea market?" It made everyone laugh even louder.

"Haha." Lei Yue couldn't help laughing, looking at the gun in his hand, the gun that made him uneasy again and again.

Tonight, he will completely break this anxiety and let this gun appear with him.

"Let's say hello to my little friend, he's not as good-tempered as I am, so you have to show some respect to him."

Lei Yue said with a smile while holding up the pistol and slowly showing it to the reporters.

Regardless of whether it was a real product or a counterfeit product, the cameras of the people in the media were constantly flashing, and they took pictures of good actors playing with guns.

"You haven't told us yet?" Jiang Meier asked, this is a news point.

When the crows came through the rainstorm just now, she still felt that this black-clothed boy seemed to have shocking power.

In hindsight, that may have been just an exaggeration.

"It's a secret." The black-clothed boy finally replied, "We all have a little secret. If you want to hear the truth, you have to take a big risk."

He was still turning the black and silver pistol like a pen, and pointed the muzzle at the patrollers from time to time.

"...!" The patrol captain was about to go up to do things with a serious face, but was held back by the big guy.

"Shunzi, don't be impulsive." The big man tried his best, and he did as much as he recovered, dragging down the colleague from the Boundary Inspection Bureau.

They had trained together before and had a little friendship.

Zhao Shun, the championship series draws—even the championship series has draws.

The urban legend of Zhao Shunzhen tells the story of a police officer who encountered a trap set by a gangster, emptied his bullets, and finally escaped unscathed.

It's nothing special, and it's even just a small rumor circulating in a certain city block.

Therefore, Zhao Shun's alien ability is not very strong, so he was sent here to lead the team to maintain order.

It's not that they are really "bad fish", but in comparison, they are indeed not as strong as Deputy Lin and the others...

And Lei Yue, this boy...

"Don't be impulsive." The big man hissed, looking at Lei Yue, something was wrong, very wrong.

The black-clothed boy in front of him was different from the boy he saw in the market last time wearing a tight-fitting hood and mask.

And the gun in his hand, although it wasn't the shotgun... But things might not be that simple.

"Brother Oil, don't hinder me." Zhao Shun started to get a little angry at the blocking of synthetic oil.

Other patrollers and a few special agents were also dissatisfied.

What are you doing, you're still impulsive?
The other party is holding a gun to their faces. Who is the legal gun holder now?

"Don't be impulsive, you guys don't understand..." The big man continued to persuade in a rough voice, if... if Deputy Lin and the others have already met Lei Yue...

At the same time, the torrential rain was still falling, and the crows were still dancing. The reporters rushed to ask:

"Is 'The Good Showman' an urban legend that resonates with you?"

"What's the content, what card type and type is this?"

"Levitation, flying and manipulating crows are your initial alien abilities?"

Lei Yue looked at the reporters around him, but he wasn't nervous at all. To his own surprise, he wasn't at all.

Maybe it was because it was not the first time he was surrounded by so many people talking.

"I can't reveal yet." Lei Yue smiled, looked at a live camera, and said:

"My agent told me that I have to keep a little bit of a mystery, for the money or something. Hey sister, I didn't screw up, did I?"

He waved his pistol and greeted Sister Hua and the others who were supposed to be watching the live broadcast.

"Okay then." Jiang Meier was still thinking about what the showman said just now, handed over the microphone, and said with a smile:

"What a big adventure, maybe we can do it?"

She started, and many reporters immediately became interested, laughing constantly:
"Yeah." "It's already a big adventure for us to come from Spreading City." "What do you think?"

Everyone saw the boy in black having fun, looking up at the rain and crows all over the sky, as if he was thinking about something.

Suddenly, he said with a sound of seriousness:

"Children! It's an adventure to watch my show."

Without waiting for everyone to reply, the black-clothed boy took a step forward, holding a gun in his left hand, holding Jiang Meier's arm with his right hand, turning his body and dancing "Song in the Rain".

It's just that what he was holding was not an umbrella, but a heavy pistol, and the rain splashed in the night light.

"Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo, I sing in the rain, I sing in the rain—"

While humming, Lei Yue turned around, stepped, and waved his hands heartily.

They turned around with the female reporter again, and some crows rushed over to accompany the dance, flew over their heads, and shuttled around them.

He likes to dance, but when he used to dance, he usually wore a doll costume.

No need now, you can dance however you want now.

He freed himself, even if he wandered the streets forever like a ghost, he would never go back to that cage for a second.

"Hahaha!" Jiang Meier was startled first, then smiled.

As a popular female reporter, she naturally knows how to react on the spot so that the audience will like it.

She let the good showman lead her to dance, waved the microphone, and did a few dance moves, dancing with this disfigured but optimistic funny man in the rain.

"Haha." "Wow!"

People around laughed, cheered and whistled, and felt the joy.

Moreover, the dancing posture of the boy in black was very smooth and pleasing to the eye, and the half-damaged face added a bit of curiosity.

The boy seems to have profound physical training and some dancing skills, is he really an actor?

In any case, "Good Comedy" really knows how to create an atmosphere, and he has a bright future as a happy comedy star.

The juggling professor has an opponent this time. Didn't you see that the face of the professor standing over there turned dark, and he became completely dull.

Every time the showman waved his pistol and did the dance of shooting, swallowing, aiming at the sliver, etc., people whistled.

Even the dark crows suddenly looked cute and harmless, just black birds.

Meanwhile, the situation at the scene continues to spread.

People smiled and watched in front of TVs, mobile phones, and computers that could receive live broadcast signals from relevant channels.

In the shop called "Night Tea" which is actually a bar, the customers are drinking wine, watching the show, and the whistle is constantly ringing. This boy in black is a bit interesting.

At one side of the bar, Lackey was drinking beer, his drunk face was extremely airy, and he shouted to the people in the shop:

"I know a good showman, I really do, I know him well, really!"

What happened tonight, Lagi had no idea at all, he was already drunk, and when he saw that his phone was blown up, he simply turned it off.

Most of the drinkers didn't believe this drunkard's nonsense, and some people who knew Lackey laughed so hard that they were about to roll to the ground:
"Lucky says the showman is his friend!"

"No wonder it's so funny!"

What the hell is Lackey?If you believe this guy for more than three words, something will happen.

And assuming that's true, will it be good to be "old friends" with Lackey?

Everyone seemed to be able to see the scene where the boy in black was about to be handcuffed by the cops on the spot and dragged away like a dead dog.

Sure enough, they saw that the gang at the scene couldn't bear it anymore, and several patrollers were working together to pull the big guy away.

The pouring rain became heavier at night, and the Furong Market was still crowded with more and more people.

"I just sang and danced in the rain—"

Surrounded by the reporters, the boy in black jumped more and more vigorously, and continued to wave the counterfeit pistol indiscriminately.

"Brother Oil, we patrollers have missions as patrollers."

Zhao Shun couldn't bear it anymore, so he mobilized several subordinates to pull the synthetic oil away.

"Shunzi, don't mess with him yet!" The big guy was still anxious, "Why is no one listening to me, you can't do anything!"

Zhao Shun just pretended not to hear that the Boundary Patrol Agency and the Investigation Bureau are different departments. Besides, in terms of his position, Zhao Shun, as the captain of the Boundary Patrol, is actually a higher rank than synthetic oil.

If he hadn't given the synthetic oil some seniority and friendship face, he would have ignored it.

This so-called "player" may not be bad in the ability to change the body, but what kind of place is this?
How many colleagues are there in the frontline camps of several departments?It is expected that the other party will not dare to make too much noise.

This kind of person is just like an Internet celebrity doing vulgar things for grandstanding.

"Boy!" Zhao Shun stepped forward forcefully, interrupted the dance between the boy and the female reporter, and reprimanded:

"Have you guys had enough trouble, let's go! Boy, we are now going to formally arrest you for your serious provocation against the patrollers and illegal possession of guns..."

All of a sudden, people fell silent and whistled a few times at most, not wanting to offend these patrollers who still had the power to enforce the law.

Jiang Meier had no choice but to walk aside.

Lei Yue stopped dancing with a foot-holding movement, and the grin on his rotten face gradually cooled down.

Not only did he not admit it, but he turned to the patrol captain and said violently:
"Are you guys out of business, has Jack the Ripper been caught, has the department's internal crime been solved?

"Pass the world, patrol the world, have you ever toured the real world!
"There are so many people waiting for you to help, but in the end you are just talking non-stop here, insisting on showing off your power, don't you see that we are having fun!?"

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