If the bodyguards are like this, what kind of tyranny should their master be?
Gently pulled out of the lapel, she lowered her voice.
"Fat man, don't make trouble!"
"What's the matter?"
"Don't you feel the pressure?"
"No
Ling Luoyu couldn't help but look at him!
This fatso, the perception is also too slow!
Although the other side is suppressing the breath, can always feel it?!
He didn't feel a bit!!
Ling Luoyu's white eyes make Feng Chenglin feel more and more frightened.
"San Shao, what's the matter?"
"Be careful, the people here can kill you with any spit!"
"Fengchenglin":.... "
He felt cold at the bottom of his heart and looked around inexplicably.
True or false??
Why doesn't he feel any danger at all?!
"Talk less, watch more, and go home after watching it!"
Ling Luoyu stopped talking and led the way to the real theater.
Once entering the theater, Feng Chenglin "tut" a, full of exclamation.
"This is the theater!"
Tell me the truth!!
Compared with other people's theater, they are kidney walkers at most!!
This theater is the one who has lost heart!!
On the top of the theater, there are soft lanterns hanging. They look like small stars one after another. However, none of the lanterns is bright enough. At most, it is enough for lighting.
What is really bright is the incandescent light on the stage, shining on the light above, just like day.
On the stage, a woman sang something with strong voice and emotion, but Ling Luoyu couldn't understand. She simply asked Feng Chenglin to find a place to sit back and buy some fruits and snacks.
When she came over with a dish, she saw Feng Chenglin's face slightly strange, staring at the girl, stretching half of her body, as if she were a little nervous and a little surprised.