Zhou Xiaobai was fascinated by hearing this, and his big eyes were full of warmth.

He moved his body gently, leaned his head against Li Kuiyong's shoulder, and murmured:

"Kuiyong, you are so good..."

The two of them were intertwined and immersed in the world of two. As for what they performed on the stage, Zhou Xiaobai didn't pay any attention to it, and just hoped that the longer the scene would be, the better...

Zhong Yuemin guessed correctly, Zhou Changli had already arrived.

However, he had not entered the theater. He had been outside for a while before sneaking in quietly and sat in the last row of seats. At this time, the performance had been on the 20-minute mark.

Although it was silent, Li Yuanchao was too many people and they were soon discovered. The news spread quietly throughout the theater...

The second act ends and the rest begins.

The lights in the venue were bright and the crowd rushed to the lounge. The brim of the circumference of Lilla lowered his hat to cover half of his face, as if he was leaning on a chair and was sleeping.

Li Yuanchao's men stood up one after another, made several gestures to the theater for the leader. The ghosts and gods who were ambushing nodded in understanding, inserted their hands into their bags, and walked along the stairs to the row of circumference Changli.

At this time, Zhou Changli had already discovered their whereabouts under the brim of his hat, but he was not afraid. Since he was here, he was ready to fight hard.

"Little Bastard", this nickname is called!

He slowly stood up and showed the dagger in his hand.

The door had been sealed, and everyone surrounded Zhou Changli in a semicircular shape. A knife was also shown in their hands, and the two sides confronted each other silently.

The perimeter was still colored, looking at them as if mocking, and leisurely playing with the dagger in his hand, which flashed dazzlingly under the light.

The first person smiled and said:

"Little bastard, I didn't expect you to come, you're quite brave."

Zhou Changli sneered:

"There are not so many such good performances. Besides, it's not easy to get a ticket. If Li Yuanchao hadn't helped me, where would I go to get the ticket? It's weird, why didn't my grandson come?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was furious. The man pointed at the little bastard and shouted angrily:

"Little bastard, I ask you, do you want to die or live?"

Zhou Changli snorted coldly:

"Uncle, so what if I want to die? If you have the ability, I will give me a big deal here. Let me tell you clearly, I came today just to tease you. If Li Yuanchao doesn't come, you just want to catch me?"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly jumped up, stepped on the back of the auditorium and rushed over rows of seats and rushed towards the stage!

The person chasing him did not have this martial arts skills, so he could only chase him along the passage, waving various weapons in his hands, including kitchen knives, machetes, sticks, and axes...

Seeing that Zhou Changli had already jumped onto the stage, Zhang Haiyang and Zhong Yuemin looked at each other, then took out the kitchen knife, rushed up quickly, and shouted loudly:

"Little bastard, stop me!"

Zhou Changli followed closely behind him. He raised his axe and chopped him, but Zhou Changli grabbed his wrist holding the axe and threw him out with a beautiful backing action.

The man's body rose into the air, landed into the orchestra pool, and smashed on a cello.

With a "click", the cello was smashed...

After being delayed, four or five more people were around Zhou Changli, who held a knife and slashed him in the face!

In fact, he had never practiced martial arts. He just relied on his ruthlessness and would do whatever he wanted. In addition, he was quick to react and never suffered one-on-one loss. But when he got the knife, he suddenly panicked.

When his eyes turned red, he was about to trade injuries for life. They tried to cut one or two swords. He would have to stab one or two deaths to death no matter how hard he was!

Zhou Changli is cruel and especially cruel to himself.

But before he could take action, he suddenly made a "whistle" sound in his ears. In an instant, something seemed to fly over in front of his eyes. Then he heard a few dull sounds of "bang bang bang". The people threw down the machete in their hands, covered their heads and threw themselves to the ground...

There were several stones as big as fists rolling on the floor, with blood stained on them, dazzlingly boasting about their achievements!

Zhou Changli smiled silently at the stage, turned around and ran away.

When he ran, everyone behind him shouted and followed him like a comet's tail. Seeing that the two sides were getting closer and closer, Zhang Haiyang, who was in the pioneer position, suddenly roared and waved his knife to slash Zhou Changli's back.

"Little bastard, die!"

Zhou Changli heard this loud shout and turned around. The dagger in his hand collided with Zhang Haiyang's kitchen knife, making a metal sound...

Zhang Haiyang seemed to suffer a secret loss and staggered to the side, just in time to hit the crowd chasing.

Everyone cursed and walked around him and continued to chase him.

Zhong Yuemin didn't have time to jump onto the stage. He stood in front of the Le Pool and threw the kitchen knife in his hand towards Zhou Changli. The sharp kitchen knife rolled in the air and drew a flashing parabola. The accuracy was 108,000 miles away, and he rushed straight to the head of the man at the arrow of the pursuer!

The man next to him was quick-witted and pulled him with no means of urgency. He slashed the curtain, "Hulala" to open a big hole, rolling and falling to the ground.

The man looked back and cursed:

"Zhong Yuemin, are you sure you have a clear head on your horse?"

Zhong Yuemin said with a smile:

"Sorry, sorry, this flying knife skill has not been practiced for too long. Brother is not injured, right?"

The man spat and looked back—

Zhou Changli has already jumped into the backstage...

In the dressing room in the backstage of the theater, a group of actresses were talking and laughing, and suddenly the dressing room door was knocked open. Zhou Changli rushed in with a knife and screamed immediately.

He ran past the actors, two actresses were knocked down, the table was knocked over, cosmetics were spread all over the floor, and the actresses screamed and hid around...

Just now, the chasing crowd rushed in again, and there was another chaos inside!

"Hulala" A large group of people ran past, and the actresses were still in shock. They were holding the table, dressed in clothes, and dressed in cosmetics. Several policemen in navy blue police uniforms rushed in again!

The actresses screamed again!

The police had no time to pay attention to them, and they walked over the mess all over the ground and chased out through the lounge...

Li Yuanchao's men panted and chased to the gate of the theater. Zhou Changli had long disappeared. They were so angry that they stomped their feet. Zhong Yuemin also pretended to be slandered and cursed with hatred:

"Mad, let him run away again!"

Zhang Haiyang and others ran from behind, shouting as they ran:

"Yuemin, run quickly, Lei Zi is here."

Zhong Yuemin looked back:

"Fuck, we haven't watched the second half yet."

Zhang Haiyang didn't stop and said with a smile:

"Then you keep watching. It's important for me to save my life, so I won't accompany you."

Zhong Yuemin turned his head and found that Yuan Jun and Zheng Tong also ran out, and asked strangely:

"Damn, you two didn't fight, why did you run away?"

Yuan Jun ran and said:
Chapter completed!