Volume 653 Detonate the Audience ~ for Hahahahahaha and Ling Wuxie

"superior!"

Climb, who let others be investors?

The nimble Qin Guan climbed up to the two-meter-high air in two or three moves, and pointed to the person holding the ladder below: "Hold on tight, I'm going over!"

Then he stepped back towards the ladder, and sat firmly on the chair supported by the small steel bars.

In the surrounding directions, a few elevators were placed in a 'click', and two or three assistants were busy on the stage.

Transparent strong coercion, made of the latest technology products, in order to protect Qin Guan's safety, a security measure was tied behind him.

Even if the iron chair was broken from the bottom, Qin Guan could still fall in mid-air without falling.

As for the props and set designer, he was busy cooperating with the lighting engineer in the venue, so that the hem of Qin Guan's clothes like a windbreaker completely covered the traces of the small chair under his buttocks.

Then, by using the contrast of the light of the curtain near the backcourt and careful color occlusion, the image of Qin Guanxuan sitting in mid-air is more full and perfect.

After the busy work of the staff, when the surrounding escalators were all driven away, there was only one Qin Guan sitting in mid-air, like a real god who could fly.

"How is it? Qin Guan? How do you feel?"

"Very good! I've never felt so good... The people off the stage are condescending, and they look even smaller... Hehehe."

Fortunately, I don't have a fear of heights, otherwise I would be scared to death.

The question is how to get down now, and before Qin Guan could ask any questions, he found that the chair welded to the steel pillar was slowly descending at this moment.

Isn't this dead? How can I move?

Chris on the side seemed to see his doubts, and pointed to the floor: "The base can be raised and lowered, don't worry, it must be strong!"

Then he put his arms around Qin Guan's neck, triumphantly pointed to the auditorium of the Lanxiu Grand Theater, and made a quite heroic promise: "Today, I will turn the whole audience into high spirits, so that everyone will remember Live my reputation as Magician Chris!"

Qin Guan on the side knew that Chris had entered the exciting rhythm of a mysterious live performance, and after the official opening, the staff and actors in the backcourt knew that he had turned the audience over.

In the midst of the most traditional of Las Vegas overhead shows filled with faux feathers, it was Chris who appeared as the Nightmare.

As if floating in mid-air, Chris, who walked onto the stage leisurely, was the first to cause screams from the audience.

This tour, which was promoted early, has attracted a lot of diehard fans who follow Chris wherever he goes, and these crazy screams are gifts from these fans.

"Chris, you are the messenger sent by the devil, admit it, please accept me, the pious, I will use my soul to give back to the devil you serve!"

"Oh, God, please redeem me, I am your most devout believer!"

This is a gathering initiated by a cult organization. Qin Guan could not help but be stunned when he saw the crowd of demons dancing wildly in the audience through the gap.

What about a tourist-focused tour?

Isn't this an illegal gathering of psychos?

The arrow had to be fired, and he had already heard the notification from the background controller.

And Qin Guan slowly floated out of the backstage under the guidance of Chris in front of the stage.

Suddenly, the background music sounded like a choir, Qin Guanwei solemnly appeared on the stage, and then under the watchful eyes of the boss, he tapped the scepter in his hand and sat on the empty table. mid-air.

The music was getting higher and higher, while Qin Guan was rising higher and higher, like a real levitation technique, floating in the midair of the Grand Theater.

At this time, Chris, as if walking in the air and climbing an inexplicable slope, followed Qin Guan's ascent, and he also walked upward.

People on both sides of the stage finally merged in mid-air in two completely different ways.

Just like the encounter between an angel and a demon, one is beautiful and unreal, pure and dazzling, while the other is the embodiment of evil, with the most ferocious desires.

"Ahhhhhh..."

The deafening screams and the 'crackling' flashlights made Qin Guan dazzling for no reason when he looked down the stage.

And according to the simple rehearsal before the opening, Chris had already walked in front of Qin Guan at this time, staring at him in mid-air.

In such a scene, light blue light was used to hit the two people, and the circular halo cast endless indifference.

"War....Fate....Fate...."

Qin Guan, who was provoked by Chris, showed a pitiful expression, as if looking at an ant, and slowly raised the scepter on his chest.

There are no lines, no script, just a general description, all based on personal ability and imagination.

At this time, Qin Guan, however, deduced the appearance of a true god, which is the difference between different races, not the communication between human beings.

Die-hard fans who have watched many shows in the audience, tourists from all over the world who bought tickets to enter the venue out of curiosity, and the original residents of Las Vegas, saw it in this brightly lit theater. An epic performance.

The description in words alone is too thin, leaving only the silent shock and the trembling as if hitting the soul directly.

The arm holding the scepter was raised casually, as if brushing away some annoying bugs, with an indescribable arrogance.

It seemed that he was like this in the first place and shouldn't be disturbed.

His golden eyebrows and white hair couldn't hide his own demeanor.

Lifting it up slowly and pointing it slowly, it was like triggering the judgment of God.

Qin Guan's performance has already attracted the half-hearted Chris, as if he had received ten thousand points of damage, from mid-air like a broken butterfly, his body fell back and slowly fell down.

Then, at the speed of the most normal free fall in the world, it plummeted down.

"ah!!!!"

Below is the crowd who instantly woke up from the atmosphere of the performance just now, screaming in fright, not one but a group.

When they thought Chris was an accident in a magic show and was about to fall head-down from mid-air and have a major accident.

When the distance between his head and the floor was less than half a meter, his body strangely stopped continuing to fall. Instead, it was suspended like a weightless effect in space.

"oh~"

There was another exclamation, but it was an exclamation! (To be continued.)