Sundering Nature Chapter 218: Tickets for the Music Festival
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Tickets for Chapter 218 Music Festival
The atmosphere under the night sky dropped to a freezing point. The two waves of people standing in front of Li Yiming showed their sharp edges, and the shadows hiding around them were about to move. Liu Meng and Li Yiming looked at each other, an unspeakable emotion at the same time. The heart rises.
Li Yiming is bitter, helpless, heartache, and complicated.
Liu Meng is confused, hesitant, anxious, and confused.
"Ding!" A soft sound spread from the bottom of everyone's hearts, and a bunch of meteors gleamed in the illusory night sky, scattered into countless transparent streamers.
"Huh?" Li Yiming subconsciously raised his hand and grabbed it as he watched the streamer that Sky rushed towards him, and a simple letterhead fell into his hand.
"This is... the ticket for the opening ceremony of the Oxygen Music Festival?" Li Yiming had a look on his face, and looked up to the front in surprise, only to find that everyone in front was holding a ticket with a trace of suspicion on his face.
This ticket...is the key...the secret realm key...
Li Yiming quickly woke up, with a strange look in his eyes.
"Since your friend is here, then even if my promise is fulfilled, leave." Pan Junwei, who was lifted up, looked at Liu Meng complicatedly, and cast a look at his companion, surrounded by his companions. Withdrawing into the darkness, just before leading away, the glance that looked at Li Yiming was very meaningful.
"Go." Liu Meng, who held the ticket, looked at Li Yiming deeply, and waved his hand, several ups and downs disappeared under the shade of the trees.
Looking at the distant back and the fading crowd in perception, Li Yiming bowed his head again and picked up the ticket in his hand. It seems that the battle just now attracted Tiandao’s attention. He has realized the consequences of such unscrupulous siege of himself, and this music festival is specially prepared by Tiandao for himself...
The arrogant police sirens finally arrived late, resounding across the night sky, flashing police/lights flooding the road, and gunfights in the downtown area, which are rare in China.
Li Yiming glanced at the wailing bastard, sighed lightly, and turned over the green belt of the road before disappearing into the darkness.
"Boom!" The solid wood table top made a dull sound, and the palms slapped on it were red and tingling, but the owner of the palm was unmoved.
"What the **** is going on?" The police officer was almost gaping, almost roaring.
First it was a sniper rifle, and then a large-scale gun battle. Nearly 30 people were killed and injured. This is a big case that can alarm the capital. It is still on the eve of the oxygen music festival that the whole people pay attention to. This is to take off his black hat...
"All the monitoring on the scene has been erased, the technique is very clever, and the technical department is trying to recover." At the bottom of the conference room, a middle-aged man replied weakly.
"What about the confession? What about the eyewitness?" The chief gnashed his anger and asked.
"The confession...this thing is weird. The gangsters who brought back the confessions were vague. Thirty people actually said thirty versions. I suspect...I suspect that they are taking drugs collectively. They had a urine test..." At the other end of the conference room, the red-eyed deputy director replied.
"Where are the agents? Any clues?" The director pondered for a moment, took a deep breath, and tried to control himself.
"After the shootout, they disappeared, and they took away all the equipment."
"Damn!" The chief patted the table again fiercely. "Boom boom boom!" A slight knock on the door sounded untimely, and everyone in the conference room looked at the door with relief.
"Come in." The director rubbed his eyebrows and replied weakly, hoping that the knock on the door would bring some good news.
"Bureau... Director..." A small police officer entered the door. After pushing the door open, he found that the atmosphere in the conference room was depressed, and he was trembling and unable to speak.
"Just tell me what's the matter." The chief took a deep breath and tried his best to maintain his image in front of ordinary police officers.
"New... Deputy Director Lin has come to report, saying that he wants to see you..." The police officer swallowed and whispered.
"Deputy Director Lin?" The director paused, his eyes swept across the meeting room, where are the deputy directors? When was there another Deputy Director Lin?
"It was mentioned in the last meeting. It was appointed by the above. It is said that he was a colonel from the army." The director of the police office reminded him in a low voice.
"Huh..." The director exhaled a long breath, and finally remembered the incident, and also remembered the beautiful and brave female colonel in the information.
Damn it, everyone is stuffing yourself, Captain? Also special forces? Be like that, literary soldier...
"Look at the arrangement." The chief nodded helplessly to the police head teacher. It would be nice to have a seductive vase in front of him if it was replaced with the usual one. What's more, such a role might be the same as the one above. It is understandable that someone has a relationship that cannot be explained clearly, but it is understandable to cater to him, but at this time, he is really in no mood to care about this kind of airborne relationship.
"Yes." The chief of police nodded, and pulled back his chair to get up.
"Everyone is here? The meeting? The appointment said that I am going to work today. There are still fifteen minutes before work. Don't you mind if I go to work early?" A crisp voice sounded from the door, and a uniform was neat and clean. Lisuo's figure appeared at the door, and it was the commando colonel led by Lian Yunshan: Lin Lu.
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"Have you come back?" In the hotel's senior suite, Hoshimi lay down on the sofa lazily, looking at the wheelchair slowly advancing at the door with blurred eyes.
"Yeah." The girl in the wheelchair answered quietly. It was the thin young man pushing the wheelchair behind her with a strange expression, staring at Xing Jian slightly surprised.
Xingjian’s dress is casual, silk nightdress, hotel-specific cotton slippers, shower cap on her head and facial mask on her face. For a woman in the new era, this kind of dress can't be more ordinary. What makes Qianmian surprised is that this person is Xing Jian... Qian Mian has been with her for nearly ten years. No matter where he was in the past, Xing Jian always It is an elegant long gown of Hanfu, standing like a green pine and plucking a green pine, sitting like an old monk entering samādhi. When did you live like this?
"Did you see her?" Xing Jian closed his eyes, squirmed his neck lazily, and gracefully picked up the glass of red wine in front of him and took a sip.
"I didn't see anyone, but I got in touch." Tianyan in the wheelchair answered honestly. She knew who Xingjian was talking about. This was the reason why she allowed her to follow her every step of the way.
"Take a good rest, I've been tired for a day." Hoshimi slowly put down the cup, squirmed slightly on the sofa, and adjusted a comfortable position.
"You...don't ask me...what did we say?" Tianyan's pale eyes were surprised, and Yingmei perfectly avoided Qianmen's surveillance when she contacted herself. Could it be the woman in front of her? Don't care at all?
"It's your personal business. I let Qianmen follow you just because the city is not peaceful right now, and I keep you by my side only because I need you to do me a favor." Xing Jian did not Said lifting up.
"But..."
"It's nothing. Three days later, when the Oxygen Music Festival opens, Li Yiming will be there. You can take a closer look and tell me what you see. As for your personal affairs, it has nothing to do with me." Xing Jian With that, she turned her head slightly, the familiar face of her understood, nodded slightly, and walked into the inner room with her complicated Tianyan.
"Three days...I still have three days to choose..." After Tianyan left, Xing Jian, who fell on the sofa, suddenly opened his eyes, and his colorful eyes stared at the ceiling tightly, as if his sight could Looking through the wall, shot into the endless sky.
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"Have you received it?" Pushing open the door of the living room, Li Yiming returned to Saigao's house with a bag of breakfast, casually threw the breakfast on the table, and handed the ticket to the Oxygen Music Festival to the leading young fiber The game of yoga is high.
"Tickets for the opening ceremony? You bought them?" The sharp-eyed Shao Xian snatched the tickets. Looking back and forth, she is now extremely sensitive to this music festival.
"I have said, we are not a system." Sai Gao glanced at the ticket, and immediately saw what it was, without raising his head, continuing his eight-body throwing style, chubby. The buttocks are firm and round.
"VIP seats? 2800?" Shaoxian suddenly screamed, and cast a blank look at Li Yiming. Since she was invited to the music festival, she would definitely have an internal ticket. This was a waste of money.
"It was given by a friend. You should have breakfast first." Li Yiming smiled mildly, stared at Sai Gao, took the ticket from Shaoxian's hand, and walked straight to the balcony.
"Oh, pity I don't have such a friend." Sai Gao flexed and stretched enchantingly, took a long breath, and sat up from the ground.
"I should have an internal ticket, and, you are an agent, you don't need a ticket..." Shao Xian was unclear, and said weakly after watching the game. After a night of getting along, she felt that she loved it. Sissy, Sai Gao is simply a role model among male girlfriends, what is hate night? This is! It wasn't until I met Sai Gao that Shaoxian realized that as a woman, she had to live like this...
"Hey, after doing this/action, rest for half an hour before eating, this action is good for the maintenance of the uterus." Sai Gao curled his lips, showing a charming smile.
"Hmm." Shaoxian nodded vigorously, wiped the sweat from her palms, and continued her previous yoga movements.
"It was very lively yesterday?" On the balcony, Sai Gao thoughtfully took out a cigarette and handed it to Li Yiming.
Li Yiming frowned slightly, staring at the crystal clear cigarette holder in front of him, shivering subconsciously, grabbed the pack of cigarettes in the hands of the master, and pulled out one by himself and held it in his mouth.
Sai Gao shrugged, squeezed out the cigarette he had lit in his hand, and conjured up another lighter, placed it on the balcony guardrail, turning a blind eye to Li Yiming's disgusting gaze.
"The ones I know, those I don't know, seem to be all here, I almost thought it was going to open the Taoist Representative/Conference." Li Yiming took a deep breath, and he seemed to gradually become accustomed to the bitter tobacco taste NS.
"There are still three days..." Sai Gao glanced at the young woman who was serious about yoga in the room, and his eyes fell on Li Yiming's face. Can this man go against the sky again?