The national men's team debuted!

Anna David Sports Center.

Everyone who came in and out of the backstage was busy according to the instructions of the team leader.

The staff who were doing repairs in the last dressing room in the corridor also seemed a little anxious because the time was approaching.

"Mr. Qiao, can you take a look at the current makeup?"

The makeup artist behind added some details according to the style of the performance.

While asking Qiao Huan's attitude in jerky Chinese, she also handed over the mirror in her hand.

Qiao Huan heard her blunt words, and calmed down casually.

"If it makes you uncomfortable to communicate with me in Chinese, we can also talk in English."

Several light bulbs were broken in the mirror of the dressing table in front of him, and Qiao Huan couldn't see the makeup effect on the lower face carefully.

In order to make herself look more professional, Qiao Huan took over the makeup artist's mirror.

But when his gaze fell on the make-up artist's wrist, Qiao Huan couldn't help staying there for a moment from the corner of his eye.

The traces of tattoos left on her wrist have spread from the cuffs, and the curves and scales of the pattern are entangled on the inside of her wrist.

Seemingly noticing Qiao Huan's gaze, the makeup artist quickly showed a slightly embarrassed expression.

She lowered her head unnaturally, pressing the marks on her wrists with her cuffs.

"The pattern is beautiful and lifelike."

Qiao slowly returned her a smile that could relax her nerves.

Moreover, Qiao Huan didn't think that people with tattoos were any different from other people.

After all, the times are different. In Qiao Tang's time, it could still be regarded as an identity mark, but now... at best, it can be regarded as a niche culture that is favored by many people around the world.

Even the director who greeted them just now had a large scorpion totem in his hands.

Moreover, the patterns in the hands of the makeup artist are very realistic, and the shape is also very unique.

If it wasn't for the tight time now, he really wanted to take a closer look at this unique pattern.

But in order not to embarrass the makeup artist behind him too much, Qiao Huan quickly turned his gaze back to the mirror in front of him.

When Qiao Huan raised the mirror to look at the side of his cheek, he found another thing in the mirror that should not have appeared here.

Put on the slanted rear seat was a red backpack with a not-so-obvious five-pointed star stitched in the corner.

The sides of the schoolbag seemed to be stiffened by the contents inside.

Even the outermost canvas fabric looks much stiffer than when nothing is installed.

A trace of doubt flashed in Qiao Xu's eyes, but it was not convenient for him to move since he had already put on a costume.

Qiao Xu could only touch Ye Yiwei with his elbow.

"How did you bring this bag here?"

Ye Yiwei just glanced in the mirror and said very firmly: "This schoolbag is not the one I left in the hotel, mine looks much older than this one."

Then, he added, "Besides, today is to help Li Xun and the others hold up the show. Why am I carrying that heavy, deadly thing on my back?"

"Well... who would bring it over then?"

Qiao Huan stared at the familiar five-pointed star, always feeling that something was wrong.

Ye Yiwei thought for a moment: "Perhaps Assistant Liu put it here when he came to record the tidbits and material of the stage this morning."

"Hurry up and prepare the costume!"

"Where is the makeup artist, come here quickly."

"Let a few teachers get ready to go on stage, they will be here soon!"

Just as Qiao Huan was still trying to figure out where the backpack that fell from the sky came from, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps in the corridor backstage.

The hurried footsteps can make people feel the tense atmosphere at the moment, but fortunately, the overall atmosphere is not messy.

After many rehearsals, it is now considered busy and orderly.

"It seems...it's finally time for us to play."

Qiao Huan and Ye Yiwei have been forced here to put on makeup and try on clothes since they got up early, and they have been sitting here for almost a whole day.

When they were finally able to take part in legitimate activities, the two of them actually had a kind of excitement like elementary school students looking forward to a spring outing.

The two flexed their arms and stood up as the stage director pushed the dressing room away.

All kinds of road signs between the stage and the backstage have been pasted all over the wall, and Qiao Huan and Ye Yiwei quickly found the way to the lifting platform.

But when they walked around most of the backstage and walked to the elevator platform they were going to take later, they found that only Zhuo Yang was oncoming.

"Where's Baijike? Didn't he come with you?"

When Qiao Huan raised a question, Zhuo Yang also had the same doubt in his eyes.

"Didn't you see him? Baijike said just now that he would go to you first to discuss something with you..."

"He had his makeup done about 20 minutes ago."

Zhuo Yang hesitated for a moment, and the thoughts that came to his mind made him frown.

"I just tested it subconsciously. It doesn't take even 8 minutes to walk from our dressing room to your side. Will he..."

Bejik did not show up for a long time.

Strong uneasiness filled the hearts of the rest of the people.

When the emotions were highly tense, the noise from the fans outside appeared in their ears for a moment of silence.

Qiao Huan looked around and said decisively.

"The three of us go on stage separately, and we can probably win about half a minute."

"Borrow a mobile phone to call Assistant Liu right now, and ask him to pay more attention to whether there is any trace of Bejik outside the stadium."

"If there is any problem, let us know immediately through the backstage or the director team."

"No problem, I'll go right away!"

After speaking, Zhuo Yang, who was the fastest, had already started to act.

At the same time, Qiao Huan grabbed another Xinghe staff member.

"Please inform the organizer first, there is a temporary problem on our side."

"Contact Mr. Chen of the company immediately after we take the stage, and ask her to prepare as soon as possible!"

Qiao Huan knew that this plan was not perfect, but there was only so much he could do now.

After all, the current time is really tight, and he can only be as thoughtful as possible.

Familiar music played, and when Qiao Xu was about to take a step up, Ye Yiwei pressed his shoulder.

"I'll go first, you are here to meet."

After finishing speaking, Ye Yiwei stepped onto the elevator behind the stage with long legs.

but.

Before the lift was where it was supposed to be, the cable that was pulling it up was ripped from it.

stab-

Immediately following a bang, the elevator weighing several tons fell directly to the ground.

With the appearance of a large pit, cracks spread from the place where the elevator fell.

Dust, wood, firelight.

Dust filled the sky, covering the sky for a while.

"what!"

The surrounding staff were all terrified.

All he could do was scream instinctively and run around.

This is a serious accident that has never happened before. It happened too suddenly and strangely.

There was a lot of noise all around.

Qiao Huan's mind went blank for a moment, and the aftermath of the landing of the elevator almost swallowed him.

But he stood his ground.

"Yi Wei!"

Qiao Xu's eyes were about to burst.

But he still blocked all the people outside who wanted to approach here immediately behind him.

"what happened!"

"What the hell was ringing just now?!"

The screams from outside the court also blurred the voice in Qiao Xu's headset for a moment.

Qiao Huan could only hear his own panting at this moment.

And heartbeat.

Reason returned to his brain, and he immediately grabbed two staff members who were not too flustered.

"Both of you, go and call an ambulance!"

"Come with me and see if you can jump in from the left to save someone."

After Qiao Huan confirmed that there was no problem with the steel frame under the stage, he led two staff members to try to sneak in from the side to see the situation.

But the accidents on the stage did not stop here.

Qiao Huan finally used his actions to calm down the staff who were so frightened that they were about to lose control.

But just as they were about to get close to the steel frame next to the lifting platform, the large spotlights on the top of the stage suddenly burst out a burst of extremely bright lights that heralded danger.

Qiao Xu didn't dare to ignore the strange light from the top of his head.

He looked up and saw several headlights throughout the arena that looked like they were on the verge of falling.

Curtains, props, cardboard boxes... There are flammable items everywhere in the venue. If these lights fall with electric sparks, there may be an unavoidable fire.

Qiao slowly pulled out a broken steel frame, which got stuck on the side of the lifting platform.

The situation was urgent, and it was too late to check Ye Yiwei's situation.

Then, in an instant, another big hand grabbed the other side of the steel frame.

Qiao raised his eyes slowly, just in time to meet the firm eyes of Zhuo Yang who came back in a hurry.

Without saying a word, the two continued to pick up a few broken steel frames tacitly, so that the two sides of the lifting platform would not continue to collapse.

"Yiwei? Leaf!"

Zhuo Yang also shouted to the stage, his deep voice trembling after a long time.

However, the only response to him was the sound of some fine cracks hitting the ground.

Zhuo Yang only regretted that his eyesight was not better, he couldn't see through the dusty sky, and couldn't see the figure of the person he cared about behind it.

"How's it going?"

The chief director hurried over.

"Please immediately notify the cancellation of the concert and arrange for the people present to evacuate quickly." Qiao Huan said.

His brain is almost numb, and all his sanity comes from instinct.

The dust on the lift table was sticky with bloodstains.

The chief director nodded hastily after seeing the tragedy here.

While urging the staff to contact the nearest hospital to call an ambulance, he notified the security personnel at the concert to come and help.

All the staff were busy non-stop under the command of the chief director.

But no one knew what was going on on the stage, so no one dared to step forward to check.

They had no choice but to return to their jobs and began to guide the audience to evacuate quickly.

But the venue of this concert is enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people.

The working crew was understaffed and the evacuation of the audience was extremely slow.

Looking at the lamps that would fall without knowing when, Qiao Huan's heart almost reached his throat.

With little time to think, Qiao Huan grabbed a staff member and spoke in fluent English.

"Can I still turn on the microphone now?"

"can!"

"At present, the power supply in the backstage has not been damaged, so the equipment on the stage can be used normally."

Qiao slowly focused, but said simply and forcefully, "Please turn on the switch on the stage, and get out of here as soon as possible!"

The blond-haired staff yelled in confusion, "There are more wires on the stage, if you get an electric shock, you will die!"

Qiao Huan didn't answer, what responded to him was a back without hesitation.

The lifting platform was damaged, and Qiao Huan directly climbed up from the steel frame on the side of the stage with his excellent skills.

Seeing Qiao Huan move, Zhuo Yang also tore away the stage costume that had been hindering his movement.

Zhuo Yang rushed onto the stage swiftly, and directly picked up the microphone left by the band on the stage.

The two stood in the center of the stage.

"The exit of the VIP area on the second floor, the fire exit on the right."

"The nearest exit to the southeast area on the first floor, five o'clock toward the auditorium."

Zhuo Yang's eye circles were red, but he couldn't look back, and he didn't dare to look back. He just observed the exits of each safe passage with his excellent eyesight, and reported them to Qiao Huan one by one.

Qiao Huan guided the audience in each area to leave here based on what he said.

The audience at the scene lowered their voices when they realized that someone was helping them.

boom--

Another light fell on the inside of the arena.

Qiao Huan frowned and shouted hoarsely.

"Upstairs in Area D, immediately squat down and look for effective cover!"

The reverberation of the large speakers allowed the two of them to finally drown out the constant screaming in the arena.

And most of the panic-stricken audience also poured into the exit channel smoothly under their command.

"The auditorium is empty..."

"Shall we go backstage and take a look?"

Just when the two were about to move again, the row of light stands in the middle fell directly from the sky.

"careful!"

There was no cover at all on the stage, and Zhuo Yang, who first realized something was wrong, threw Qiao Huan down on the stage.

A whole row of steel-framed pendant lamps hit Zhuo Yang's back directly, and the broken glass of the lamps splashed everywhere.

thump—

A heavy sound that hit people's eardrums hurts and reverberated continuously.

At this moment, the minds of both of them became very unclear.

But even though all the senses have become a little dull, Zhuo Yang can still feel the footsteps of another person appearing here.

He walked up the steps, stepped over the lampstand, and approached them slowly.

"Is it a knife?"

Zhuo Yang was dazzled by the lamp on the lamp stand just now, so Zhuo Yang couldn't see the face of the person coming.

However, the crisis lingering around him still made him squeeze out his last ounce of strength while lying in Qiao Huan's ear.

"Quick...run..."

Qiao Huan, who was pressed by half of his body by the light stand, did not respond.

"Boy, do you still pretend to be asleep at this time?"

Zhuo Yang swallowed the fishy sweetness rising in his throat, patted his shoulder and cursed with a smile.

Still not getting the response he wanted, Zhuo Yang's eyes showed a trace of panic.

"Okay...then you just lie here. Watch how I beat this stinky boy until his teeth are all over the floor."

Zhuo Yang pushed the light stand that was pressing on him aside, and stood up staggeringly with his body supported.

Zhuo Yang knew that his movements would definitely not be as flexible as before, but he couldn't watch Qiao Xu die in a foreign country.

The pain of the glass piercing into the body also hit belatedly, and Zhuo Yang's forehead soon seeped a ring of cold sweat.

His eyesight finally recovered a little, and he could see the face standing opposite them now.

"Lu Liqing? You are finally willing to show up."

Zhuo Yang wiped away the fine blood marks on his cheeks, and looked at him with a smile.

"If you have anything you want to say, you can entrust it to me in a dream. Now that we are all in a hurry, I won't talk to you any more."

While laughing, Lu Liqing picked up the dagger in his hand and stabbed Zhuo Yang quickly.

The opponent's offensive is not fast, and it is not even comparable to Master Zhuo Yang's current skill.

But when Zhuo Yang wanted to lean back to dodge this attack, the shards of glass that stuck on his thigh just now penetrated deeper into his muscles.

The veins on Zhuo Yang's forehead jumped violently, and he couldn't control his movements even though he tried his best.

He didn't know if he hurt his nerves just now.

but.

His right leg went limp uncontrollably.

Zhuo Yang, who could only borrow strength from his left leg, turned around and passed the cold blade.

There was a burst of moisture in the lower abdomen, and Zhuo Yang, who couldn't support his body, also knelt on one knee on the stage.

Lu Liqing looked at Zhuo Yang who was in a mess now, and shook his head helplessly.

"Stop doing those pointless struggles."

"You don't know how long I have designed to lure you into the game."

"If you give up quickly, I might consider giving you back."

Zhuo Yang casually pulled out the glass shards that fell on his forehead.

Blood slowly flowed down his deep-lined eyebrows and eyes.

tick.

After half of his cheeks were flushed with blood, his eyes were stained with a little madness like a beast.

Zhuo Yang sneered, and picked up the wire that fell out of nowhere.

Supporting his wobbly body, Zhuo Yang stood up again.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

A voice belonging to a third person suddenly broke in between the two people who were confronting each other.

Both Zhuo Yang and Lu Liqing couldn't help but stop what they were doing, and stared at the source of the sound.

I saw a wounded hand dripping with blood protruding from the hole where the lifting platform fell, and the back of the white hand was covered with dust.

"Ye Yiwei!"

The pain was gone, Zhuo Yang's voice was hoarse but joyful.

Ye Yiwei, who had a long bloodstain on his right shoulder, climbed onto the stage from the steel frame.

Curly hair stuck to his temples, mixed with blood and sweat.

Ye Yiwei smiled at Lu Liqing.

"Don't worry, even if I die, I have to wait for him to be brought to justice."

Ye Yiwei stood firmly in the center of the stage, tore off a piece of cloth, and covered the wound in two or three strokes.

Lu Liqing pouted, not hiding his disappointment.

"You're really lucky... I was going to throw you two off the elevator together."

"I just don't know...whether the luck of your friend with the weakest physical fitness will be as good as the two of you."

"He'll come back safe and sound."

Zhuo Yang and Ye Yiwei stood side by side, and they were not shaken in the slightest by his words.

"I don't want to question your math grades... I just want to ask more questions."

"When you went abroad, did you complete the nine-year compulsory education?"

"Here... there are obviously three people."

Lu Liqing's pupils suddenly constricted.

what?

After a bang, Qiao slowly kicked the pile of ruins off his body.

Qiao Huan, whose viscera were taken away by the light stand, finally lost his breath.

Qiao Huan stood up with a mocking smile and looked at Lu Liqing who thought his plan would be a complete success.

"His luck has always been good, better than the three of us."

"And he asked me to bring you a sentence..."

Qiao slowly smiled and picked up a steel pipe from the side, and when he turned his head, he had already tied his hands to the steel pipe.

"He said...you don't want to leave here alive today."

Lu Liqing looked at Xiu Si who didn't intend to back down, and couldn't help laughing.

interesting.

Before he came, he used a computer to simulate countless collapse accidents, and none of the three people were still alive by this time.

Not to mention being so... having fighting spirit.

It seems that using them as experimental subjects is really a good idea.

So, before Qiao Huan was ready to make a move, Lu Liqing took two steps back very alertly, reopening the distance between the two parties.

"You can come out now..."

There was also a smile on Lu Liqing's face.

"You don't think I will do such an interesting thing alone, do you? Xiusi?"

Before Lu Liqing finished speaking, people wearing black masks appeared one after another around the originally silent stage.

And on each of their wrists, there is a tattoo that is exactly the same as that of the makeup artist.

Qiao Huan smiled wryly for a moment.

It's this age, and you still have such an old-fashioned style, do you really think you are "Blood on the Street"?

Lu Liqing's eyes turned cold, but his smile grew even wider.

"We people respect your country's culture very much. When we meet for the first time, none of us come here empty-handed."

Qiao Huan nodded slightly, and said softly to Zhuo Yang, "There is a backpack in our dressing room."

Zhuo Yang nodded, and he had a judgment on the type of weapons of these people, and the rope in his hand tightened a little.

Everyone confronted each other, and no one dared to act rashly.

3 versus 10.

The battle-damaged version of Shuzou, against ten people in full armor.

No matter who looks at it, it is a dead end that cannot be broken through at all.

Qiao Huan turned his head slightly, and stepped to the side.

Zhuo Yang understood, followed his weak side, and also blocked Ye Yiwei, who was the most injured, behind him.

Lu Liqing sneered, "At this time, you still need to protect your teammates? Do you need me to give you a chance to let your captain, Qiao Xu, choose a surviving one from the remaining two brothers?"

But he didn't expect that soon, Qiao Huan and Zhuo Yang's backs felt the same touch at the same time.

It was a secret word that Ye Yiwei typed.

"The elevator is not completely broken, we can jump from there."