The Siren's Sleeping Beauty [Comprehensive British and American]

While speaking, David kept observing his expression, and suddenly became amused after seeing it clearly: "Oh, Jesus, you are really a super nice person, aren't you?"

His sneer made Steve's heart skip a beat.

Closing his eyes, Steve concealed his leaked annoyance.

"You should really take your friends and go out directly." The corner of David's mouth twitched.

He held the microphone cable, put his hands on his knees, squatted on tiptoe in front of Steve, and chuckled softly: "But, you just can't go. Before everyone...well, let me see what words to use, besavedfromme, before. Really?"

"Youpoorkid." He spoke with pity, "You worry about too many people."

"I'm just here on stage, singing, playing music. We've got a deal, haven't we? You've made money and I've got an audience."

"No one loses money." David bared his teeth and laughed.

Steve looked up. "If you want me to leave quietly so badly, tell me, what will happen to these people after tonight's party?"

"I don't want any trouble at the bar."

David paused: "...They come here for entertainment, and I let them have a very happy time, right? People can't be too greedy."

Steve pursed his lips: "What will happen? Exactly."

"OK...they'll probably have some... little neurological problems after that, but I swear," David shook his hand, "nobody's going to die."

"Even the worst case scenario?" Steve didn't believe it was just a minor problem.

"...I rushed into the street and crashed my car, or fell to my death. That is not my responsibility." David emphasized very seriously.

"So they lose their sanity?" Steve poked.

"Not everyone, and they don't go crazy right away," David emphasized, and then snapped his mouth shut.

"Oh, sorry, can you forget what I just said...?"

"..." Steve closed his eyes, he should let Angus take Bucky away immediately.

He didn't want his friend to turn into a madman.

David sighed, leaned closer to Steve and pointed to the audience: "Boy, see, everyone here is now eager for me to give them more."

"more and more."

"They fell in love with me." His face was gentle and proud, as if he had done a great thing.

Looked like a pure psycho in Steve's eyes.

"I think even if someone is excited to death in the next second, they will be happy." David curled his lips indifferently.

"I don't know what your abilities are, but I'm pretty sure that if you didn't, no one would really like your music."

"Because you don't even believe that beyond your ability, your music can make people fall in love. As a goal to achieve, you are too pathetic."

Steve blurted out a series of words, even if he didn't mean to anger Arnold, he couldn't hide his inner thoughts.

He has been affected.

David's face suddenly turned cold: "It's obvious that you don't have any artistic taste."

"But I don't need your appreciation. Didn't you find out? The nominal owner of this bar doesn't care what I do at all."

"I don't understand why you just can't turn this corner."

Steve froze for a moment, then turned to look at the edge of the dance floor in the distance.Angus squatted on the spot, shrinking into a small black ball, not knowing what he was doing.

Slowly withdrawing his gaze, he glanced at the increasingly frenzied people below, and his jaw tensed slightly.Including myself, the heart beat faster and faster, and the feeling of slow thinking became heavier.

Sensibility is gradually overpowering rationality.

When I was worried, I noticed a ray of unusual happiness, which is not good...

David seemed to have finally stopped trying to argue with Steve. He hummed a little tune and turned back to the mixing console, raising his hand to push the scale again.

The people on the dance floor became more and more crazy, shaking their heads, as if they were trying their best to be happy, trying to drain their lives.

But look at them without realizing what they are doing.

He even suspects that someone has gone crazy now.

Taking a deep breath, Steve tried to clear his mind.He glanced at the socket by the side of the stage, if it was because of the sound, just cut off the power...

"If I were you, I would think it over again." David raised his foot and kicked away the scattered wires on the stage.

"If the performers don't give the listeners who are crazy about the music a suitable ending, everyone will fall into a boundless emptiness. They may be so painful that they kill themselves, just to escape the absolute trough after the dopamine is no longer secreted." He raised his finger The tip circled around one side of his temple, with a half-smile.

"Look how happy they are now." David chuckled. "You don't want to see them grieving, do you?"

"I won't hurt you, and you are capable enough to stay sane and get out of here." David snorted, "You are not a hero."

"Don't be so heroic."

Steve bowed his head slightly, fisting his hands on the ground.

"Well, then you really don't understand me..." Steve bared his teeth and rushed forward without hesitation.

It was impossible for him to think about the best countermeasures with his gradually losing control of his rationality when David killed everyone on the scene.

Of course, it is also possible that I was too affected and impulsive.

Anyway, when he punched David in the face, Steve, who felt like he had hit a hard rock, had only one sentence in his mind at that time——

This is so fucking cool.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Angus squatted on the spot and bit the hose on the kettle.

really……

Sighing inexplicably, he put his hands on his cheeks and stared at the stage.

Steve shouldn't lose to David, the only problem is, David won't get hurt, and Steve will.

He turned his head to look at Bucky, who couldn't control his writhing in a coma beside him.

He reached out and touched the side of his neck.

The blood flow became faster and faster, and a lot of heat was evaporated.

Retracting his hand, Angus shook it, and then shook his kettle.

But he really doesn't want to be near people...it's so hot.

Angus, who was gnawing at the hose on the spout of the kettle angrily and trying to think about the last bit of patience, heard the sound of footsteps and the vaguely familiar aroma.

"Natalia." Angus didn't look back, "You came at the wrong time."

"Just passing by, but, I have a feeling... you may have encountered some trouble." Natalia glanced at Bucky, who had passed out at Angus' feet, and Steve, who was having a fight on stage, " Now it seems that my guess is quite accurate."

The dance floor looks like a group of people clamoring together, and...

He raised his hand to hold his pulse, and just half a minute after sneaking in, his blood pressure and pulse began to rise abnormally.

Natalia slowed down her breathing. She has received various toxicological tolerance training, so she should maintain her sanity for a while.

She said why this bar is so lively all of a sudden, the main entrance is still closed, something is wrong.

Angus bit what was in his mouth and glanced at Natalia.

Raising his hand, he took off his earphones and piled them up, and said softly, "Here."

Natalia raised her eyebrows, it didn't seem to be because of the air.

After receiving it, she put it on, and she resumed breathing normally: "Can you help me?"

Angus shifted his focus and his patience was exhausted.

"Keep an eye on Bucky." Angus let go of the hose in his mouth, and stood up.

Natalia looked at him sideways: "What are you going to do?"

The next second, she was stunned.Why is the sound of such loud music getting lower, but Angus' voice is still very clear.

"make...noise." Angus drank the last sip of juice.

He was going to tear David apart and burn him.Beat Steve up, throw Bucky in the ocean to cool down, and give the juice back to Natalia.

Whoever stops and beats whoever.

Angus opened his mouth, and a strange singing voice suddenly penetrated Natalia's eardrums.

"Oh—" Holding her arm, Natalia felt a chill.

However, this is not the end.

Angus uttered the most unacceptable sounds with his mouth with ease, and then strung them into a symphony skewer with ease.

Sound pollution, worse than industrial noise, penetrates everyone's ears.

Abrupt, short and long, disorderly agitation, the sound transmitted with a strange rhythm that can distort people's hearts passes through all musical notes, pierces straight into everyone's ears, and runs through the cerebral cortex.

It is like a half soft worm that suddenly appears when eating an apple, which makes people physically repulsed and disgusted.

The moment I heard it for the first time, the hairs all over my body stood on end, and then I couldn't go on living or dying.

If the previous music is to pull people to carnival, it will bring everyone to bliss.Angus's singing voice was like a big man with a sweaty naked body and a ferocious face, wantonly molesting their brains.

Obscenity | molestation is not enough, more obscenity | molestation is needed.

Until everyone started shaking physically, wanted to run, and wanted to vomit.

Natalia has already moved away from the source of the sound trembling, only hating herself for running in so troublesome.Bucky was jolted awake from his dream, pulling on Natalia, trying to wrap his arms around her thigh, to let her carry him away.

Angus was sure that everyone had collapsed, so he let out a sigh.

Suddenly raised the range, emitting high-frequency sound waves.

"Bang bang bang—"

The glass in the room was shattered, and there was a dense cracking sound from the bar with the most glass, as crisp as a cannon.

The sound of continuous explosions was continuous until all the lights collapsed. After one or two sparks, the bar quickly fell into deeper darkness.

The windows of several shops outside the bar and the street lamps on the side of the road did not escape the penetrating high-frequency sound waves.

The entire area centered on the bar was suddenly plunged into darkness.

First it was the singing that made life worse than death, and then everyone who was receiving the impact of high-frequency sound waves stopped all movements uncontrollably, raised their hands to cover their ears tightly, and many of them fell to their knees on the ground unexpectedly .

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

Natalia, who was closest to her, only felt her head was kicked hard, she felt dizzy like a concussion, she became unsteady, and squatted halfway to the ground.

Bucky covered his ears and cursed in a voice he couldn't hear at all.

David, who was knocked down on the mixing console, and Steve, who raised his fists and shot harder and harder, both stopped.

Dave swiped his elbow on the mixer to the highest key he touched, and a heart-piercing sharp tone was directly pulled to a terrible height, but he couldn't go beyond the sustained release of the already formed spirit. The sound of impact.

Clutching the earphone tightly, his reaction was almost in sync with Bucky: "**——!!"

Steve quickly realized what had happened. It seemed that Angus still had abilities he didn't know about.

In the darkness, he grabbed the microphone and staggered to the socket.

Before unplugging those rows of sockets, he shouted into the microphone: "Angus, that's enough."

Angus stopped speaking abruptly.

With his eardrums swollen and sore, Steve quickly unplugged all the plugs, collapsed on the stage, panting, feeling like he was alive after a catastrophe.

He should know that in terms of sound manipulation, there should be no race that can compare with the sirens.

...whether head or tail.

The bar, which had been extremely lively and chaotic just now, fell into a strange silence in the darkness, like a kind of subtle sage time of exhaustion.

Natalia threw the earphones on her head and covered her ears. She felt that she even had a concussion.

Bucky let go of his hand and looked at Angus in disbelief: "You're a fucking siren!!"

Why can the sound be so terrible! ? ?

Natalia's ears were buzzing, and she only heard Bucky yelling something, but she couldn't understand it at all.

To be honest, Bucky couldn't even hear what he said.

Angus coughed a few times and kicked Bucky.

If it's not too troublesome, is it necessary for him to make such a cry?Very damaging to the vocal cords.

How long has he been healed?

Angus glanced at Natalia's bracelet, and raised his hand to grab her wrist.

Panting, Natalia looked at Angus who was still looking harmless, and raised her voice uncontrollably: "...What do you want!?"

"Take me to the stage." Angus dodged to the side.

Natalia... are you still hiding? ?Still hiding from my voice? ? ?

And, why can I still hear what he said clearly? ?She couldn't even hear what she said.

"...Hold me tight!" Natalia rubbed her nose.

Angus raised his arms to hug her, and Natalia popped the claws at the light stand on the zenith, backed up, ran up, and shortened the rope, before swinging across the dance floor, let the rope lengthen.

Natalia landed on the stage, while Angus let go halfway, and used his inertia to jump directly on the back of the colored man who turned around and was about to run.

In the next second, Natalia saw the most terrifying scene tonight.

That beautiful little brother, with his legs wrapped around the man, pulled his hand and tore off the man's head.

She definitely didn't use the wrong verb.

"Boom—"

The chubby thing hit the stage and made a movement, even the well-informed Natalia trembled uncontrollably.

Steve rushed over quickly, rolled on the ground, grabbed the head and placed it in front of the bald neck, struggling to maintain the illusion that the head was still connected to the body.

"fu——" It took only a moment to turn around, and David's voice was cut off in half.

Angus cut Steve's vocal chords just as he was sending his head back, and stood up from his fallen body.

The silver nails shone ominously in the darkness, and Angus pulled out his nails again with a blank expression.

Natalia took half a step back and couldn't help but hugged her hand.

Steve had no idea how many people had seen Angus' decapitation with his bare hands just now, but...just one if he could hide it.

He couldn't hide it, he was used to lying.

Just when the scene was about to get out of control, Natalia came back to her senses and took a deep look at Angus who was standing aside, as if nothing had happened.

He raised his hand, pulled out a pocket gun from his waist, and fired a few shots at the ceiling, emptying the magazine.

Almost all of them were squatting in numbness, and the bewildered crowd did not know who screamed first: "Gunshot——!!"

Then the commotion expanded rapidly, and everyone rushed to the door.

"Here——! Get out of here—!" Bucky climbed to a high place, shouting at the top of his voice to guide the way.

That bit of haste and panic is absolutely lifelike.

Steve heaved a sigh of relief, holding his head with one hand to keep it from rolling around, and he took out a hand to hold down his knee that was on the ground.

The carnival lasted just over half an hour, and it took less than three minutes for the birds and beasts to disperse.

Fifteen minutes later, Bucky, Natalia, Steve and Angus, carrying a large bag, sat at a corner table in a 15-hour restaurant three blocks from the bar.

Angus drank orange juice, swayed his legs, and looked at several police cars speeding past outside, yelling Ula Ula.

The other three were silent.

Soon Bucky ordered French fries, ice cream and fried chicken legs.

Natalia lowered her arm supporting the table: "Oh, **thediet—"

Then he dragged everything in front of Bucky and started stuffing food into his mouth.

With only one potato chip left in his hand, Bucky opened his mouth.When he saw Steve shaking his head at him, he smacked his lips and stuffed the only French fries into his mouth.

Angus turned his head: "What do you mean?" He heard it many times tonight.

Steve quickly raised his hand and grabbed the chicken leg from the plate in front of Natalia and stuffed it into Angus's mouth: "eat."

Don't use your mouth for anything other than eating just yet.

Bucky gives Steve the thumbs up.

The author has something to say: Angus: My singing is generally not at this level.

Steve:  …

Angus: Really.

Bucky: ...

Angus: Why don't you believe it?

Natalia: ...

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What siren doesn't sing, right?Since you all seem to want to hear it, let’s sing~

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