The start is Koga Ninja

Chapter 4 I will not cooperate with the performance!

Chapter 4 I will not cooperate with the performance!
Three kilometers away from Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden, a small square...

In the pavilion where passers-by enjoy the cool air, Liu Fang, dressed in black, lay leisurely on the bench in the pavilion, leaning against the pavilion pillars, narrowing his eyes slightly, and humming softly: "Over a mountain, over a bend , stirring the white clouds and blue sky, looking at Pingchuan striding forward, thanking the love in the world, which has been passed down for thousands of years..."

The lazy tone matched his delicate face with no dead ends.

The breeze blew over his cheeks and brushed the ends of his hair. Liu Fang felt complacent and calm, unlike other fugitives who tried every means, either as a male companion in a female disguise, or full of lies to stop the car for a while.

He seemed unmoved, and there was an inexplicable Zen charm all over his body!
Liu Fang was not in a hurry, but the audience in his live broadcast room couldn't stand it anymore, and the bullet screens flew up one by one.

"Oh, Kakui...it would be a pity to be eliminated first!"

"I just came from the live broadcast room of the second team, and the first target of the attack was him, and five coordinators have already rushed to arrest him!"

"Does this guy have no sense of crisis?"

"Don't look, this man has been lying there for half an hour."

"The other people who broke through the siege took the time to hide from XZ, and he was the only one sleeping there like a normal person!"

"At the beginning, I still chatted with passers-by about something!"

"Yes, when a girl strikes up a conversation, I almost thought he was going to betray his lust!"

"Are you sure this bastard is not here to make a joke?"

Not long after, five assisted members wearing black special service uniforms drove to this square, and saw Liu Fang resting alone in the gazebo without any effort.

In the second team's live broadcast room, Liu Fang remained unmoved when he saw the images from the five attendants on the big screen, just enjoying himself.

Kudo Nami was speechless for a moment, while Tamaki Nami swallowed, and widened his eyes: "Well, did he not see that?"

Kudo Nami shook her head: "No, in the monitoring screen, the square is approaching noon at this time, it will be lunch time, and there are not many people going out to shop.

The terrain is flat and the field of vision is wide, and our coordinators are wearing black special service uniforms, how could we not see it!"

Hearing that Yu Zhicheng carefully observed the real-time monitoring screen, he became more and more curious, and hesitated: "Could it be that he has given up..."

Although Kudo Nami was a relatively older woman, there was a sharpness between her brows. She squinted her eyes slightly and thought carefully about what this person had done.

I can't help but suspect that this person knows that he is just like the other players who play the breakout, so he doesn't want to waste time, so he just lays down and doesn't struggle!
So he said: "This possibility is not ruled out... Switch the first perspective, I want to observe from the perspective of the coordinator."

Hearing this, the technicians in the background immediately turned the camera.

I saw that in a Japanese-style pavilion in the square, Liu Fang was still doing nothing, leaning against the pillars of the pavilion, resting his head on his hands, singing and singing.

What Liu Fang did was really beyond everyone's expectations. Even the tens of millions of viewers in the second team's live broadcast room couldn't help complaining, launching barrages one by one.

"This bastard has such a big heart, I would be crying right now!"

"Hey, could it be that this guy didn't notice the secret service?"

"No, look at these five people approaching quietly from different directions. The distance between the two sides is only ten meters. Even the blind should see it."

"I'll go to his live broadcast room and see how he was caught!"

"At any time, there will be people who are like mud and can't support the wall, just like there are so many homeowners in Tokyo now, young people must be motivated!"

As the five special service personnel approached little by little, they surrounded Liu Fang from five directions of the pavilion.

Liu Fang then slowly opened his slightly squinted eyes, got up from the bench, stretched himself, and let out a soothing sound.

Looking at the special service personnel who were only three meters away from the gazebo, surrounded by all directions, the leader shouted: "No. 23, see if you give up like this, should we go up and catch you, or save you some dignity, and go with us ?”

Upon hearing the shouting, Liu Fang gently took out the cigarette from his arms and held it in his mouth.

With a click, light it with a lighter.

Take a deep breath, and let it out slowly, like exhaling a wisp of fresh wind, and seeming to express a piece of sadness silently.

At this time, because the second team was going to arrest the first suspect in the live broadcast room, some viewers ran to Liu Fang's live broadcast room, and his popularity also rose rapidly at the same time!
And Liu Fang chose this to light a cigarette, exhaling a wisp of sadness.

It was also designed by him. The routine must be told at all times, and the audience must be treated like a woman, and one must learn appropriate speaking methods.

That's concave character design, pose!
The way a person appears on the stage determines the grade of this person.

Many people say that smoking is harmful to health, but it is undeniable that sometimes a man lights a cigarette and exhales it gently from his mouth, that slightly melancholy and indifferent tone is really handsome!
Looking at Liu Fang again, the smoke in his mouth is like a curl of dust, caressing his cheeks, lowering his eyebrows, his eyes are as cool and warm as water.

There was neither happiness nor sadness in the eyes, but there was a touch of desolation, he opened his mouth slowly, and said in a low and magnetic voice: "Go back, you can't catch me."

There is no intentionally raised tone, nor too much expression, so softly telling a thing that is common in life.

The audience who watched the live broadcast were not calm for a moment.

"Ah... I like this cool look of smoking!"

"Among so many people in the audition, there is only one who looks lovable. It would be a pity if he was eliminated."

"Do you think you're handsome! You look like an idiot! Idiot! Idiot!"

"Oh ho ho ho, another day I will smoke in front of my girlfriend like this, let him see how I look like a man!"

"Mei Xing, come out and have a drink!"

"How can I contact this man? Does anyone know his social media account or anything like that?"

No matter what the situation in the live broadcast room is, the head of the sympathy staff felt as if they had eaten a fly, and they scorned in their hearts: "Baga! Pretend to be a ghost, I let you pretend, and I will push you to the ground later and rub hard!"

So the companions in different directions winked, and they understood, and immediately rushed towards Liu Fang from different directions.

Liu Fang watched as five figures rushed toward him, one step, two steps, and they were only a few steps away from him.

At the critical moment, Liu Fang moved!

In the gazebo, he whirled and reverberated in an instant, and stepped lightly, sending you away in shock.

Holding the pillars of the pavilion, the slanting posture is unpredictable, the phantom is swaying, and the steps under the feet are circling and intersecting, like a smart mountain monster, swimming back and forth.

Standing, spinning, jumping, and moving, each movement is natural, light and sensitive, with the stretched and natural limbs, it is as graceful as a frightened bird, and as graceful as a dragon swimming!
The black suit is as black as ink, and it moves gracefully and freely, like a fairy or a spirit.

Walking from a dream like an elf, it completely blooms in this square-inch pavilion.

Gusts of wind rose from the corners of the clothes and the tails of the trousers, rippling between the five of them.

It was misty, and after a while of playing around, they jumped out of the pavilion lightly and headed towards the road opposite the square...

The five assistants met Liu Fang face to face, and stretched out their hands to grab them, but they were always far behind.

No matter how you catch it, you just can't keep up with the opponent's speed!

Seeing that No. 23, dressed in black, after teasing a few people, he easily escaped from the siege and ran towards the road opposite the square.

The leader is not reconciled, this meeting is a live broadcast, and there are countless pairs of eyes watching, how can he easily lose his face and give up the pursuit, and just admit defeat?
Calm down the disordered breathing, and shouted: "Chasing!"

The five figures hurriedly ran in the direction Liu Fang was walking...


(End of this chapter)

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