One Hundred and Ninety Nine Unknown

Invitation card?

To be honest, they hadn’t heard about the invitation letter at all. To be more precise, they didn’t even know the location of the party. Starting from Toronto’s TD Bank Garden, the concert venue in Boston, the band’s entire itinerary was Arranged by Bruno's agent, Alan Bay Schuck, they didn't know where they were and where they were going, so they followed the driver.

Everything in the whole process was arranged properly, including staying in the hotel, changing clothes, etc. everything went smoothly, but was blocked outside the gate of the party venue?

Obviously, there was a conflict between Ollie and the black suit, but Maxim and Ronan didn't follow up immediately, and they didn't know what was going on. In order to avoid the incident, Maxim stopped Ollie in time, and Ronan He has also followed quickly, and Cliff can be heard trying to have a conversation with the black suit.

"...Is this the venue for the celebration party for Bruno's tour?"

But Cliff's way of questioning instead exposed their plight of "ignorance". The man in the black suit had a serious face and said in a business-like manner, "We can only enter and leave here if we have an invitation letter."

Although the words in the black suit don't have any particular emotional tendency, Ronan is very, very familiar with his eyes and expressions——

scorn. disdain. And... mercy.

Once, after Ronan lost his hearing, the world became quiet, and he was able to see more clearly. Later, after his vision began to blur, the sincerity hidden under the skin became clearer. At this moment, the eyes in the black suit, He really couldn't be more familiar with it.

Black Suit doesn't believe them.

It's that simple.

Black Suit identified them as "Party Crashers", maybe fans, maybe Groupie, maybe paparazzi...but definitely not party guests, but "sneaky and rashly showing up trying to fish in troubled waters when they weren't on the invite list" The proud guest, that is, the uninvited guest.

In fact, such a view needs to be verified.

The location of Bruno's private celebration party was completely kept secret, and they returned to New York all the way from Boston. Even the paparazzi hadn't expected the itinerary of Bruno's tour team, let alone the fanatical fans. At this moment, the streets near the entrance Can't see anyone.

The band members showed up at the door, and they were the only ones around, which would be an understatement to say they were party crashers.

But Black Suit didn't think so. He was very sure that his judgment was correct, and even refused to communicate, and he had already sentenced the band to death.

Compassion, in essence, is a superior gesture, believing that one has seen through their tricks, but still struggles like a clown in the end.

Cliff's feelings may not be as direct and clear as Ronan's, but he can still feel the uncomfortable breath emanating from the black suit, his voice slightly raised a little, "The limousine parked on the side of the road now is Mr. Arun-Bey-Shook personally sent it to us, you can ask the driver directly, we are indeed the invited guests of Bruno's party."

"We can only enter and exit if we have an invitation letter."

"We were a guest performer at Bruno's concert, we just finished playing with Bruno in Boston, and then we came straight all the way here.

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"We can only enter and exit if we have an invitation letter."

Cliff tried to communicate, but the black suit was like a robot. After entering the program, there was only one way to respond. The mechanized answer even omitted polite words such as "sorry", "please", and "thank you", only stiff and cold Not only did Cliff not have any room for dialogue, but the disdain in his bones was slowly revealed like this.

"You!" Cliff's temper also came up, and he couldn't believe that the other party only had one answer.

In just three back and forth, it was like hitting a wall. Even the clay bodhisattva was a bit angry, not to mention that Cliff was not very good-tempered in the first place.

Ronan did not dissuade Cliff, but stepped forward to complete the physical interruption. He stood between Cliff and the black suit, looked up and down the black suit, and even leaned in front of the black suit, trying to look at it carefully. Looking closely at the pupils of the black suit - the sudden movement of pulling in the distance instantly startled the black suit, as if he could still feel the heat of his breath, he took a big step back and looked at Ronan with a livid face.

"What are you doing?"

The black suit appeared panicked for the first time, but instead of laughing at the other party, Ronan said with a serious face and suddenly realized, "So it's not a robot, I thought it was an intelligent voice, and there is only one answer after repeated repetitions." The method may be a program short circuit or something."

puff……

Ollie was about to burst out laughing, but after making the sound, he immediately realized that he should remain angry now, so he opened his angry eyes again and looked fiercely at the black suit.

The black suit also realized that Ronan's attack disrupted his balance, and the continuous backing movement shattered the professional image he maintained, and even his expression was slightly embarrassed, and then his expression became serious again, and he sternly reprimanded, " Do you know what you're doing?"

The black suit stood up straight, and took another step forward, like a bull colliding, and was about to collide with Ronan head-on.

Ollie and Cliff both stepped forward immediately. Maxim hesitated whether he should stop his teammates, but he still walked forward while hesitating, and then they stood behind Ronan, forming a confrontation with the black suit .

In fact, even if it was only Ronan himself, his slender figure stood in front of the burly figure in the black suit, and he did not lose the wind in the slightest. Not only did he not flinch, but he even moved forward a little, and the collision of momentum and momentum sparked sparks; However, there was no vicious expression on Ronan's cheeks, and there was a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, with a harmless and innocent appearance.

"That's exactly what I wanted to ask: Do you know what you're doing?"

The black suit was knocked back by such a sentence, he couldn't help but choked, and subconsciously prepared to launch a counterattack, but Ronan's speaking rhythm was very special, after a pause, he noticed that the black suit took a breath, and just before he was about to speak, Ronan He spoke again, forcibly interrupting the rhythm of the black suit.

"Do you really need an invitation letter, or do you deliberately make things difficult for us because you think the four of us are nobody and you don't know each other at all?"

A sentence with a smile on his face, just torn off the mask hidden on the surface, revealing the true thoughts deep in the words of the black suit:

Even if the invitation letter is really needed, the black suit is indeed doing his job, and he has many correct and appropriate ways to fulfill his obligations, but obviously, he has no such intention. So, what is the rationale behind it?

The rhythm of the black suit has been completely disrupted, first on the physical level, and then on the spiritual level. Although he still maintains a professional poker face, the true tone of his speech has been exposed, "I said, we only have invitations here. Letters can enter and exit." The same rhetoric came out again, but this time it didn't end, "This is a private apartment, not just any unknown person can enter."

Tear!

The plain words in the black suit could not hide the contempt and contempt in his heart. He obviously didn't think that the young people in front of him could be the guests of the party. His cheeks were flushed, as if he might explode at any moment.

Oli couldn't believe his ears even more. He clenched his fists again and cast his gaze at Ronan. As long as Ronan said a word, he would immediately step forward and teach this guy a lesson.

But these actions, falling into the eyes of the black suit, made the look of ridicule and sarcasm more and more obvious, and the mask could no longer hide it.

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