Kicked out of Rhodes Island, a small quilt was covered in the hole of the Longmen Bridge

Bai Hua stretched her waist, and didn't even bother to find an excuse to say the Cengfan declaration directly and aboveboard.

When the two were about to leave the arena, Bai Hua noticed a bus parked in the green passage not far away, and many people got off the bus, all of them ran towards the arena with panicked expressions, some with Holding on to concert tickets, glow stick banners, stuff like that, it's like being late for clocking in.

These people can see that they have been deliberately tidied up at a glance, so they form a more interesting contrast with the flustered look.

And among those people, there was a person carrying a slightly worn-out shoulder sports bag. His attire was very ordinary or even crude, and he didn't show any panic on his expression. Instead, he followed the others like a fanatic. Entered the venue.

"..."

"what happened?"

Hum noticed that Bai Hua had been staring at the crowd who got off the bus and entered through the emergency passage, and asked curiously.

"What happened to those people?"

"Ah, they are the front-row audience who bought limited VIP tickets, but it seems that the special car is stuck in traffic."

Hum pointed to the bus, which indeed had the words MSR engraved on it.

"VIP, the audience in the front row—are these people appointed by MSR?"

"Half of it is determined by default, and the other half is randomly selected by spending money or by lottery."

"So that means there is no list of people who can be used to confirm their identities, right?"

Bai Hua put away her sloppy expression of just waiting for her dinner after get off work, and immediately ran towards the special car.Coincidentally, the special car was just about to leave the venue at this time, Bai Hua could only take out the hook lock gun and aim it at the glass on the side to pull the trigger.

"Crack!"

"Wow!?"

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The sound of shattering glass startled the driver, he stepped on the brakes quickly, and saw the birch and the hook wire running towards here.

"Are you crazy! Damn, I'm going to call the police—"

"Do you have any impression of the person with the shoulder bag!"

"Hey hey!? What, what shoulder bag? Don't kill me, I'll just drive!"

One second the driver was angrily expressing that he wanted Bai Hua to be punished by the law, but the next second he was slapped on the steering wheel by Bai Hua, and he was so frightened that he couldn't speak well.

"Fundhoof in a peaked cap and dark sweatshirt and jeans."

"Ah? That... yes, yes, he got on the bus on the way. Although he looks like a god, but because he has a ticket, I don't care too much——Wow!"

Bai Hua let go of the driver's testimony halfway through. This passage has already provided the information she needs, and more importantly, Bai Hua has found more direct 'evidence'.

"Sniff...do you smell something, hum?"

Bai Hua sniffed and asked Hum who was rushing over.

"Smells like alcohol? But it doesn't look like it."

"Alcohol mixed with bad gasoline and mixed with adhesives—in other words, the smell of earthy Molotov cocktails."

Bai Hua glanced at the closed green passage in the distance, rushed out of the bus without any hesitation, and ran towards the increasingly noisy concert hall.

"What's going on, Bai Hua!"

Hum followed Bai Hua and rushed to the guild hall. Although he didn't understand the current situation, he knew very well that Bai Hua's judgment was never wrong, and he just had to follow.

"That guy didn't come to the concert at all! Although the other people have different clothes and prices, they have all dressed up and groomed, and they are very anxious about unexpected delays. Because they are VIP audiences and have the opportunity to interact with idols, only That guy, he was dressed so casually or even shabby, he was not in a hurry, because his goal was not the concert, but the things in the backpack."

"Is this a terrorist attack?"

Hum already understood what Bai Hua said.

"Almost—do me a favor."

When the two arrived at the VIP passage, the heavy sliding door was tightly closed.Bai Hua assumed a collision posture, ready to forcefully break through with Hum.

"Follow my command, 3—"

Boom! !

"...the current chef can really fight"

Bai Hua blinked her eyes, and just as she counted the beginning, Hum who was beside him knocked open the door with her own strength.

The moment the passage door was knocked open, the wolf's ears immediately received a deafening noise.

Loudspeakers, subwoofers, screams—many sounds converging into a gigantic vortex.

And those fans standing in the audience who kept waving light sticks in their hands were the initiators of this giant vortex.

"It's so noisy! And there are too many people here! Tsk... Where is the front row of audience seats?"

Bai Hua ignored the security guards walking by, and only after looking around the scene did she understand where she was.

"It should be in that direction, let's go... Wait, can you find a way to get to that little idol? In this case, the suspect has a very high probability. The first target is the most eye-catching place on the scene—that is, That little idol."

Bai Hua thought of something, and he told Hum to rush to Kong who was singing on the stage immediately.

"Leave it to me. I will protect her. Be careful."

Hum nodded, and then looked at the distance between himself and the center of the stage.

It would definitely take a lot of time to squeeze through the auditorium in the normal way, but now it takes a long way to go backstage.

The fastest way to get to the stage...

Hum noticed the mechanical boom extending from the outer wall of the gymnasium not far away, and thought of something.

the other side--

"Woo!?" "Who stepped on my head!!" "I'm super, Super Mario"

Bai Hua kept tossing and turning in the audience, stepping on her shoulders and jumping forward, brushing her shoulders and slipping away from her side, deftly like a cat.

Normally, Bai Hua's behavior would definitely become the focus of everyone's attention, but this is a concert, everyone just took a quick glance, and then continued to call the super idol Sora sauce.

In other words, even if there is a terrorist mixed with him, it will definitely not cause a large-scale panic during the concert.

- to protect...

Hum's words lingered in his mind, these two words were like some kind of spell, Bai Hua didn't even notice that his palms were trembling.

It is impossible to protect this kind of thing by oneself, but Hum is different.

The only thing I can do now is to trust that big man Perlo, and then find the guy who is as uninterested in the concert as me.

"Lend me to use your head, don't move around"

"What—poof!"

Bai Hua stepped on the head of a tall bald man, and this place was already relatively in front of the concert.

Front row, dark sweatshirt, shoulder bag — shoulder bag!

In the third row of the auditorium, Bai Hua found her goal.

"Come down for me quickly—rua!"

Bai Hua stepped on her bald head and jumped forward, constantly pushing away the increasingly dense audience on both sides.

On the other side, the terrorist also opened the shoulder bag, took out a bottle of homemade Molotov cocktail filled with liquid, and set the front end on fire.

The bursting flames caused panic screams from the audience, but these screams were immediately swallowed up by the wave of the concert.

"For the liberation of the infected, to regain our rights—!"

The man said something, and slowly raised the Molotov cocktail.

Pfft!

The man was thrown directly to the ground by Bai Hua, but he was already one step ahead, shouting and throwing the Molotov cocktail in his hand at the stage.

"...!"

Bai Hua watched helplessly as the Molotov cocktail flew towards the little idol on the stage, and all the blood in her body seemed to flow backwards at this moment.

The next second, just before the Molotov cocktail exploded, a mechanical sling was thrown over the stage, and a Pero jumped down directly from above the stage, took out the shield behind it, and landed precisely in front of the little idol.

"boom!!!"

The sound of heat waves and explosions, like a switch, muted the entire concert.

After a few seconds, the heat wave dissipated——

"You're not hurt, are you, Bai Hua?"

A familiar smile protruded from behind the shield, and Hum extinguished the flames in his head while waving his hands with Bai Hua.

"... You should ask that idol first, right?"

Bai Hua sighed, then sat on the ground and smiled in response.

Linglong [-]

Chapter 17 The Friendly Interaction of Gray Wolves

Backstage of Longmen City Center Gymnasium——

"I'm really grateful to you two! If it wasn't for you, this time it would have caused serious consequences...!"

The newly promoted idol of Longmen known as 'SORA Sauce' bowed his head apologetically to Bai Hua and Hum.

"It's not your fault, Miss Kong, it's mainly because the security company that was temporarily appointed had too serious loopholes, and even completely missed the security check of the VIP channel. In addition, this operation was all directed by Bai Hua, and I was only responsible for contributing, right? Birch?"

Hun hurriedly told Kong that the terrorist attack was not her fault, and then patted the real hero next to him.

"Stomach pain... Well, if there is nothing else, I will leave first."

The hero who killed a case that could have turned into a major terrorist attack in its infancy, Bai Hua still looked half-dead and fidgeting while sitting on the sofa.

"Ha, it's still the same. I'm sorry Miss Kong, Bai Hua is not like this usually."

Hum sighed and gave Sora an embarrassed wry smile.

"I heard that Bai Hua and senior Texas seem to have some conflicts... Is it because of this?"

"I don't know the details. Also, do you have any information about the attacker?"

Hum looked at the manager beside him, who had just finished a phone call.

"That, uh, yes! According to the investigation of the Guard Bureau, the suspect is an infected activist living in a slum area. He has shown a strong identification with the integration movement and wants to incite infected people and others , so he came to the city to snatch a ticket for a spectator, leading the incident.”

The agent panickedly told everyone the news he had received. As soon as he finished speaking, the agent's cell phone kept ringing again.

"Because I agree with the views of the integration movement, do you want to incite others... I can understand this feeling, but this approach... In the final analysis, the antagonism and rift between the infected and ordinary people are getting more and more serious. I thought I could change something by relying on singing, but it seems that the idea is still too naive.”

Sora lowered his head and said in a very disappointed tone. For an innocent little idol who has been living in a normal social environment, such a sharp and pale conflict is beyond her comprehension.

"Don't blame yourself, Miss Kong, that kind of radical person may not really want to do anything for the infected, he is just satisfying his own crazy ideas. Isn't it Bai Hua?"

Hum continued to appease Kong, and handed the words to Bai Hua again by the way.

"Don't ask me, I'm not a politician or a storyteller. I don't understand such things like this, but I don't like the guys who set up the archway to commit atrocities against others, that's all."

Bai Hua waved her hand, not interested in the 'integration movement' that has gradually come into view recently.

"Baihua really treats everyone equally. Although I hope that everyone can coexist peacefully, I don't know if I can be so calm if I really face the complaints of infected people. After all, because of the contract restrictions, I actually even came from the slums. never... um"

Sora's slightly low voice was interrupted by the palm resting on his head halfway through.

"There are some things that you can't get an answer for no matter how much you think before you encounter them. You can think about things that others take for granted. It is enough to have this kind of mind. Compared with world peace, you should study your own camouflage first. Come on, fake little rabbit idol."

Shirakaba rubbed Sora's hair, and pointed out the fact that she was actually not a Lupus idol, but a Castor.

"What's your intention... Besides, that! I have carefully studied my disguise! At least... well, at least no one has seen it before you, Bai Hua. You can feel it. I studied the ears and tail. It's been a long time coming!"

Kong first repeated Bai Hua's words thoughtfully, and then defended his disguise a little unconvinced.He even took the initiative to lean in front of Bai Hua, and lifted his small body up on tiptoes, so that the authentic Lupu boy in front of him could touch his ears.

"Ah? This..."

Bai Hua was taken aback by Kong's actions, the super-popular idol of Longmen was on her chest at this time, and the other party also asked her to touch her ears to feel enough, which made Bai Hua reach out or not.

Fortunately, at this time, the manager next to him seemed to have just received a phone call, and rushed over to inform everyone of the new situation, and also let Kong take back his small body.

"I just received the news that the outside of the concert has been evacuated, and we can leave."

The manager notified Kong that he could leave, and Bai Hua and Hun exchanged glances after hearing the news.

"Since the follow-up threat has been cleared, this commission will end here, okay?"