Lord of Eternal Darkness

Li Xiaoming came to the Swan Bar again, wanting to try his luck. The surrounding environment had been cleaned up long ago, and he couldn't imagine the mess yesterday.

Zhu Die was cleaning up the bar and seemed to be humming an unknown ditty.

Li Xiaoming walked over and said, "Please bring me a cup of tea. I want tea from Longjing."

Zhudie smiled when she heard the familiar voice. "You have to pay for it yourself."

"Can I use my salary as compensation?"

"Forget it, just treat it like my sister invited you. It's not expensive anyway. I didn't expect young people today to come to the bar so early."

"It's already one o'clock in the afternoon, where is it so early?"

At this time, Li Xiaoming noticed that the background music was a little different. Yesterday's electronic music and rock music were a bit mind-blowing, and he still hasn't recovered from it. Now it was an ancient Chinese opera, and he didn't know which opera it was singing.

Hua Dan began to sing, and she was the only one standing on the huge stage, attracting everyone's attention. Her mellow singing voice trembled in the air, sounding far away but close, seeming soft and sonorous.

Thunderous applause erupted from the audience, and the cheers continued. Li Xiaoming also applauded from a distance.

The actor on the stage was wearing a phoenix crown, colorful clothes, feathers, and beaded shoes. He was bright and beautiful. His body skills and singing voice were worthy of praise, but it was a pity that he lacked a trace of spirituality.

After Li Xiaoming looked carefully, he realized that the person on the stage was actually a bionic man.

A crystal catheter was inserted into his body, his eyes were shining, his slender waist and slender limbs were executing orders like a puppet.

Looking at the joy on the faces of the people around me, I couldn't help but feel a little ironic that the culture of the older generation had to be inherited by robots.

"If I had you to do it all over again, would you love me? Love makes people happy, but it can also bring torture... I once walked through it with you..."

Li Xiaoming thought the singing was okay, but the lyrics were a bit inexplicable.

Then he turned his gaze to the potbellied man five seats away.

That was the target to be assassinated—the deputy city lord, Mykainak House.

It's uglier than the image in the photo, but the honest smile makes people feel disgusted.

His broad body occupies two rows of chairs. The electronic wire conduits behind his neck are densely covered all over his body. The screws embedded in the side of his head are terrifying. His big mouth opens and closes slightly. It is truly a mouth of brass teeth and iron.

You can see through the gaps in his clothes that his belly is covered with thick armor.

Li Xiaoming lowered his head and looked at the pistol on his chest. How many bullets would it take to kill it?

Even if such a large body has not been modified by machines, it is difficult for a fat man to deal with such strong muscles.

"Of course, the first priority now is to find opportunities to get closer."

The data shows that the body is made of alloy steel, and ordinary bullets cannot penetrate the body.

Without heavy weapons, it would be difficult to harm him. In addition, there may be guards lurking around him. It is understandable that it will be difficult to attack him. However, as long as the other party is negligent, there will definitely be a chance to attack him.

"Is that our deputy city lord?" Li Xiaoming asked Zhu Die uncertainly.

"Yes, he comes to watch the opera every afternoon at one or two o'clock, almost rain or shine. The deputy city lord who lives in Shangmin District especially likes opera, and it is a well-known little hobby."

Li Xiaoming looked at the deputy city lord who was watching the show seriously, and felt a strong sense of oppression. The opponent was very strong, and he was an extraordinary person. He should be a fourth-level "mechanical expert" in mechanics. There was absolutely no chance for him to fight head-on.

Wu De noticed that someone was looking at him, his neck turned at an incredible 180-degree angle.

After noticing that he was just an ordinary young man, he turned his attention back to the stage.

Li Xiaoming was looking for a reason to get closer, asking what the weather was like today or whether he had eaten? Lord City Lord, I am your fan, can you give me an autograph? I love you.

Well, they are all too stupid to be used.

Wu De was concentrating on watching the play when an unpleasant alarm suddenly disturbed his temper. He took out his cell phone angrily and spoke impatiently.

Surprisingly, it’s just an ordinary smartphone?

Li Xiaoming thought that a communication method had been established in his brain.

"What's going on? I'm busy watching a show. I told you not to disturb me during this time in the morning."

"Sir, the situation is not good. Wang Ye was attacked by a fake actor yesterday, and threatened that the next target will be you, sir, and the next target will be the city lord."

Wu De smiled disdainfully. "The fake drama can't make much noise. Your main job now is to catch all those fugitives and execute them! But the boy named Wang is unexpectedly attacked by surprise. He is really becoming more useless every year."

"I understand, sir, I would like to remind you that you should be protected as much as possible during this period."

"No need, as long as I can survive, the person who can kill me hasn't been born yet."

Li Xiaoming watched from a distance, feeling that what the other party was talking to might have something to do with city security.

Suddenly he found a good reason to make contact.

He carefully looked around to make sure that no pistol would kill him secretly, and then cautiously walked to the side of the deputy city lord.

"The one you are holding is called a mobile phone, right?" Li Xiaoming asked loudly.

Wu De looked at the technological product in his hand in disbelief, then nodded, unable to tell what was going on.

"It's no exaggeration to say that my dad once had one and gave it to me on the day of my coming-of-age ceremony. Later, after two days of playing in the city, it was stolen."

Li Xiaoming sat on the chair next to him at this time, and the distance between the two of them was now less than one meter.

The monocle of House's right eye began to scan, confirming that he was just an ordinary person.

"Do you know who I am?"

Li Xiaoming shook his head stupidly. "I don't know, a rich boss? Or an old man who likes to go to the theater. My name is Li Xiaoming. Nice to meet you."

Wu De laughed loudly: "Hahahaha, it's really interesting to see an old man watching a show."

After saying that, he took out the mobile phone he used just now, pressed it a few times, and then gave it directly to Li Xiaoming.

"I'm here to give you a small gift. I heard they said that ordinary people can't buy this thing."

Li Xiaoming blankly took the phone and didn't refuse, but was speechless.

The other party seems to be quite vicious, but he is quite easy to get along with. What should I do? Suddenly I can't bear to take action.

After hearing that his mobile phone was lost, he sent his mobile phone over without following the routine. Didn't he treat himself as a beggar? It is estimated that all the information on this mobile phone has been wiped out, and it is basically of no use.

"Actually, I also like going to the theater. The theater is like life and life is like a dream. The past was once a blur." Li Xiaoming tapped the armrest of the chair with his fingers.

Wu De's powerful voice was full of disdain, "It's really rare for young people to like going to the theater. If it's just out of interest, that's fine. If it's to curry favor and fulfill a wish, I'm afraid it's not appropriate."

Li Xiaoming frowned and said, "Oh, you are an old theater fan. You might as well come and listen to my piece. It will definitely impress you."

"If you can really sing, I can tell where it comes from, whether it's good or bad."

The old theater fans sitting in the back also sneered and started laughing, thinking that such a young man was just talking nonsense and had no idea who he was talking to.

"Young man, don't think you know everything after listening to a few dramatic songs. There are many who don't."

"Not many people know how to do what our ancestors left behind. If you want to know how to do it, just sing it."

"You look familiar, aren't you from a theater troupe in a nearby city?"

Li Xiaoming cleared his throat, made a hand gesture and began to sing: "Strengthening the mountain, the world is overwhelming, the times are not good, the good things will not fade away, the bad things will not fade away, there is nothing you can do, what can you do if you are worried?"

That domineering and powerful tone made everyone stand in awe, floating in the air, covering up the sounds of the robots on the stage, and it was like the sadness and heroism of a general when he was fighting on the battlefield.

Wu De lowered his head. He had never heard of this tune before, but the other party's singing style was no less than those of those on stage.

Next, an even more surprising line appeared. In an instant, some people could no longer hold back and stood up and started applauding.

"The king's generous tragic song makes people cry. How about letting the concubine sing and dance for a while to relieve his worries?" The perfect female drama blurted out, gentle and sharp.

Wu De couldn't help but indulge in it. He was an experienced actor and could hear it after just one or two words.

"Not bad, not bad. Who do you want to be your teacher?"

"Self-taught by interest."

Li Xiaoming understood that he had successfully attracted the other party's attention, and then he approached him naturally. After killing him, he ran away directly.

There were also compliments from other old theater fans around, and they all asked the young man if he could sing a few songs on stage next time he was free, and he could also ask for a few coins.

Li Xiaoming only replied: "Let's talk about it next time when we have time."

Suddenly, the scene suddenly became quiet. The one-man show on the stage was reopened with the exit of the robot, and some people came from behind.

The water sleeves were fluttering, leaving behind the exquisite embroidery threads and the charming figures hurried away. Then the strong young man began to turn somersaults and climbed to the front desk.

In the gradually narrowing eyes of the spectators, it is like a colorful butterfly returning gracefully.

Li Xiaoming couldn't help but admire the opening of a good show, especially when there were a few living people mixed in among a group of robots, hidden under the pink sleeves, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

Then, as soon as Mechanical Hua Dan turned around, she was instantly pushed down by someone. The person stretched out a machine gun from behind and kept firing forward. The muzzle of the gun sprayed out a roaring fire dragon, aiming at Wu De, who was sitting on the chair.

The people present were frightened and fell to the ground one after another.

Li Xiaoming was also lucky enough to be affected. Because he was sitting too close to the opponent, the bullets were released like raindrops.

At this time, there was something in my heart that I didn’t know whether to say or not.

I never thought that I would die on the way to be assassinated by someone else. What is unlucky?

People like us are never lucky, we all rely on our strength to get by.

Just when Li Xiaoming wanted to use the Beast of Final Nightmare to help him block a wave of damage.

The deputy city lord next to him faced such danger, but his body remained motionless. An electromagnetic shield was automatically generated on his body and spread outward, wrapping Li Xiaoming in it, perfectly avoiding all attacks.

Li Xiaoming broke out in a cold sweat and couldn't help clenching his fists and shouting in his heart, it's so exciting, do it again!

Ahem, I have business to do now, and an assassin unexpectedly killed me in the middle of the road to compete with me for business.

But it's okay, he tested the deputy city lord's strength for himself, and the result was that he didn't even break the opponent's shield.

Wu De even saved himself, maybe he did it casually, but he really saved himself, is it considered a kindness?