All Heavens Film and Television Adventurer

Chapter 273 322 What does it look like? !

A group of men in suits surrounded the Prime Minister and walked toward the stadium.

There were six burly Polish spy boys in front, left and right.
Each of them is extraordinary,

Maybe not as good as professional athletes in terms of strength and speed,

But the two skills of Killing Technique and Protecting the Prime Minister are almost full.
They have long been mentally prepared to block the gun for the Prime Minister when necessary,
This is the psychological quality that a first-class agent must possess!

Prime Minister Edward Jagielski, this Jagiel...emm...he really has that name...

Jagielski is a middle-aged, round man with an unusually low hairline and a standard 28-point haircut. He looks like a kind and charming Polish European. He wears a dark blue suit and a white shirt. He is so arrogant that he didn't even wear a tie today. !

Surrounded by many agents, Jagier arrived at the stadium he had dreamed of. The place was already bustling with people. Some people at the exit realized that the Prime Minister was coming and took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Jagier also happily waved to the surrounding citizens.

Some ignorant citizens have already started applauding.

A plump, fat, and beautiful reporter began to explain with a twisted enchanting posture, "Ladies and gentlemen, we welcome Prime Minister Edward Jagielski to our competition!"

The audience burst into thunderous applause...wave after wave...

at the same time,

After Shen Lang changed his clothes,
Enter directly from the side entrance of the stadium,
I found the position Helena gave me.

She was standing by the railing admiring,
He didn't applaud like the silly citizens around him.

Shen Lang walked over quickly, "I'm sorry, it was Ollie's call, and there was a lot of delay."

"Um..." Helena said.

"By the way, why didn't you find a better position?"

Shen Lang looked around,
There's not even a place to drop your ass,
I can only stand on the sidelines with a group of citizens and cheer myself up.

"Find a better place?" Helena raised her eyebrows, "Isn't this the best place?" The look in her eyes...it meant something...

Shen Lang followed her gaze and looked at the first-class seat at the front of the auditorium on his side, where Prime Minister Jagiel was sitting impressively!
In fact... It is difficult to lock down a person in this vast crowd, but the Prime Minister is surrounded by agents in black sunglasses and suits, and there are live cameras on and off the stage. With the exposure of the surrounding flashlights, the position of the Prime Minister is the same. Twinkle, twinkle...it's hard not to notice!

"It really is a good location."

Shen Lang praised softly in his heart,
I am right behind you.

Applause...

Cheers...

The sound of a motorcycle engine!

Like horse racing, there is an upright pole in the field, and a spherical object slowly rises from the bottom of the pole... When this thing rises to the top, the players can drive their own motorcycles to compete. The flare gun start is indeed a little less exciting.

The ball reached the peak, and the railing in front of the contestants went up!

The contestants directly pressed the accelerator to the end, and rushed out of the track. Some people like to play tricks...the locomotive was pulled up at the beginning, and only one rear wheel was used to charge. Speed ​​up your skills...

Jagiel nodded with a smile on his seat, and he kept clapping. Exciting motorcycle racing is his favorite. If he didn't succeed in his official career, he would consider switching careers as a motorcycle driver.

Four motorcycles are galloping and flying on the track, and every cornering sideways aggressive drift can arouse enthusiastic shouts from the audience!

The charm of motorcycle races lies in the moment they pass in front of you, the players fly past, and you can empathize with their speed and passion!
The competition was very interesting. After a few rounds, the champion was contested. Jagier saw his blood boiling, took off his suit, and stood on his seat to applaud...Foreign prime ministers...this is the "true temperament" operation of fashion , It seems that I am very close to the people.

The beautiful reporter held up the microphone and said with a smile, "Ladies and gentlemen, today... our great Prime Minister Edward Jagielski will celebrate his 46th birthday!"

Jagiel froze for a moment.

Ask the little brother next to me,
"What's the matter? Didn't I celebrate my birthday a few months ago?"

The younger brother replied, "The organizers are setting up the atmosphere. Anyway, the citizens don't care what your birthday is. The most important thing is that the general election is approaching...you must hold the votes of the people in your hometown."

"Oh! That makes sense!" Jagiel realized.

The amateur singer specially invited by the organizer solemnly took the microphone and began to take the lead in singing, "He can live for 100 years! He can live for a long time! He is an immortal!"

The audience stood at attention and sang sincerely to the Prime Minister.

This is a traditional song in Poland, specially used to celebrate birthdays... Song name - Borrow another 100 years from the sky!

Thousands of people sang the song unevenly, and ran off to grandma's house in the capital. Everyone clapped happily, and the Prime Minister smiled and waved to everyone.

The beautiful reporter said, "The organizer of the Olympic Stadium has prepared a special gift, a beautiful and magnificent golden helmet, which is carefully made according to the surroundings of The Headless Horseman's Odd Records. It is very commemorative! Next, please invite the championship team— —The WTS Spartan Motorcycle Team presents this gift to the Prime Minister!”

Four men in red and white motorcycle suits stepped into the auditorium in an orderly manner. Two of them cooperated to carry the gift box, and the four young men happily handed the gift to the Prime Minister.

Jagiel smiled happily, and took off the gift box. Inside was a golden helmet...

Shen Lang, who was leaning on the back, narrowed his eyes slightly, "The show is about to begin." Jagier never knew that the perpetrator was right behind him... looking at him from a hundred meters behind him... oh, a little Little excited...

Why did the criminals take so long to leave the scene,

Suddenly, I understood their mental activities a little bit.

Jagier grabbed the helmet and muttered to himself, "This is a piece of shit!"Why is it so heavy? '

"Hehe, it's quite heavy~" Jagiel smiled.

The boys in motorcycle suits don't get along with each other either,
He just looked at Jagiel expectantly.

This golden helmet is a bit rustic, Jagier intends to mean enough, but everyone is staring at him like this... He has to go to the next step...

Tilting his head and biting his lip, Jagier gave his heart a break!
He raised the helmet with both hands and stuffed it on his head!

stunned...

Jagier suddenly realized that he couldn't press it anymore.
Instead, there was a sticky feeling on my head,

Like a gel... like a jelly...

Jagier blinked blankly, "What happened?"

After removing the helmet, a pile of scarlet disgusting substance appeared on Jagier's head... He couldn't see his own head, so he didn't care too much...

Holding the helmet and looking at it for a few seconds, he reached out and peeled it off a few times, and finally opened the helmet cover!

Inside is Magda's head, a woman's face, a face that is dying, Magda is staring blankly at Jagier!
"What is it?"

"What's the one that's on the horse!"

(End of this chapter)