Chapter 2200 Do Not Look (1)

after an hour.

The next performance is about to start, but the group leader is looking for a magician everywhere.

"Deron? Where's the Daeron? Where did he go?!"

The head of the group roared angrily in the background.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

After a while, the magician's female assistant ran over in a hurry, raised her hand and said, "Tuan, group leader, Daeron seems to have gone out and hasn't come back yet..."

The group leader cursed a few bad words, and remembered that he asked the magician to find those people. Could it be that he hasn't come back yet?

"This idiot, don't you know how to come back to catch up with the next game? Damn, everyone is as stupid as a pig!"

The female assistant asked hesitantly, "Then, what about the magic show..."

"Damn, how do I know what to do! I can't do magic tricks! Can you? If you can, go for it!"

The female assistant looked embarrassed, "I can't either..."

"Then what will you do?" The head of the group vented his anger on her.

The female assistant said depressedly, "I'm just an assistant..."

At this time, a man next to him said wretchedly, "Why don't you go up and do a striptease? Guaranteed that the tickets are sold out."

The female assistant's face turned pale.

Fortunately, the head of the troupe didn't want to smash the signboard of the circus, so he didn't agree to such a thing.

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In a small building in The Rocks.

The first floor is a characteristic restaurant, along the white stairs, there is a blue door.

Darren came in through the back door, climbed up the steps, and pushed open the door.

It was clearly daytime, but the curtains were drawn inside the room, and the light was dim.

"Damn it, I want to sleep, close the door!" A curse came from the sofa.

With a sullen face, Dai Lun walked over and kicked the person on the sofa.

"Get up, don't sleep, I have something to say."

"Tell me a P! Didn't the action start at night?" The person on the sofa was woken up, glanced at the clock on the wall, and found that it was only noon, and was so angry that he swept everything on the table with his feet.

Dai Lun simply ignored him and went to the bed to wake up the others.

The others were not very good-tempered, but a few of them had a good relationship with him, so they woke up and gathered on the coffee table rug.

"What's the matter, tell me quickly, I didn't go to bed until eight o'clock in the morning, and now I'm so sleepy."

Darren tapped his hand on the wooden floor and asked, "Have you placed all the bombs?"

"Nonsense, don't put it away, how do you act tonight? You just asked this?"

Darren shook his head and said, "No, all of you wash your face and wake up, now that the plan has changed, we will start to act in the afternoon."

"Afternoon? Didn't they explode at night when people watch more fireworks?"

The lights in the room were turned on, and the light fell on the face of the speaker.

He was a black man with ordinary facial features, but his eyes were bloody and vicious.

Darren didn't want to explain anything. He patted the shoulder of the person next to him and said, "It doesn't interfere with the evening's business. Anyway, our purpose is to kill some people, isn't it? The more bombings, the more people will be killed. "

"Fry one more time? Where do you want to fry?"

Daeron's eyes were gloomy, "It's here - the rocky area, isn't it good? Blow up all the traces of us here, so we won't be able to find us."

Several other people glanced at each other, and someone sneered, "Dailun, you look a little out of place, tell me, is there someone who has made enemies with you?"

"Whatever it is, blow it up, it's his grandma, I've long seen the old man next door upset, and when I go out, he just stares at me like I'm a bad guy."