I, Shushan Juggernaut, signed in Jianzhong for a hundred years

As if facing the most bleak stare in the world, Yang Ming said a word with a bit of slurred teeth.

"The magnetic field scale in the target room has changed, and the negative energy has exceeded 50.00%. Confirm that the c-level NO.13 monster has appeared. Do you want to act immediately..."

In the room upstairs, in front of the bald young man was an instrument similar to a tablet computer, and several dotted lines above the instrument were constantly beating.

Noticing the presence of the target, he was calling Captain Zhang of the team for instructions.

A "gong" imprint in the center of the palm is shining.

"Ready for action!"

"Well, wait, it seems that other "musicians" in the room have made a move!"

Sensing the movement downstairs, the bald man's eyes became more and more strange, and the light of the gong imprint on his palm gradually faded.

"It seems that it is a musician I have never seen before, holding a watermelon knife..."

"Moreover, you can directly play music to bless yourself without using a musical instrument, only a master of music can do it..."

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At the same moment, as the black-robed man approached, the mini-sound imprint on Yang Ming's wrist became hotter and hotter, and he was about to cry out in pain.

It's just that he couldn't make a sound at the moment, and his limbs seemed to be put in a pair of shackles. He could only watch helplessly as the man in black crawled towards him.

"A usable energy substance has been detected, and the music library is randomly playing music..."

"Playback options..."

The sound imprint became hotter and hotter, and a line of small golden characters appeared.

"Superstar in troubled times!"

"A superstar in troubled times?"

Yang Ming's eyes widened when he heard the familiar song name and the appearance of the sound mark on his wrist, and he didn't even notice that he could speak again.

"Dengdeng..."

"I will break through the wind and cloud at will, and everyone will look up... I will never look back..."

A burst of intense, heroic music sounded out of thin air, the space was shaken and hummed, and the passionate song swept away the darkness and cold around.

Sensing the drastic change in the aura, the black-robed man Trickster couldn't help but retreat, and a few traces of strangeness flashed across his turbid black eyes.

Obviously the target of attack was just an ordinary person who couldn't move, how could there be a sound that made him very uncomfortable suddenly.

"Damn, what's the situation?"

On the opposite side, before Yang Ming could find out what happened to his body, "Superstars in Chaos Are Still Playing", a phantom figure holding a watermelon knife gradually appeared behind him.

The phantom of the human form seemed to be a bit delicate and handsome, and it was vaguely recognizable as a man with shoulder-length hair.

The watermelon knife in his hand exudes radiance and a refreshing luster.

The most eye-catching thing is the dragon-shaped imprint on the chest of the phantom.

Those who are familiar with a certain movie will know at a glance that it is "Chen Haonan" Brother Nan, not Liu Huaqiang who buys melons.

When the phantom of the human figure appeared, the room was still playing "Superstar in Chaos" in constant sound.

"Equipment soul, music? Reiki state blessing! Weird, weird! I can do it without a stereo."

Seeing this situation, Yang Ming couldn't help grinning, and he no longer felt any fear in his heart.

The watermelon knife in his hand, which was originally just for cheering, seemed to be shining brightly.

"Is this the Watermelon Knife showing its power, or is it Chen Haonan's possession? I feel the blood surging in my body, and it seems that I have endless strength. The monster in front of me seems to be able to kill with a single punch."

"The Divine Comedy from Earth, childhood memories, hardcore fans all have a big bowl of prison food."

"Under the blessing of some mysterious energy, my eyes seem to be able to see the true form of this guy in front of me."