Chapter 377

Yes, tonight, Dianjun only came with his son cuihao oneortwo people, without any accomplices or weapons. There was only something in Cui Hao's hand that looked like a remote control board of a game.

As soon as he appeared, Chu Jiang quickly stood up, flew onto the stage, held Liu Xiaoman to the VIP position, and then looked coldly at Dianjun: "you're finally here!"

"You're not late." Dianjun said as he pushed his son slowly onto the stage, as if this stage was set up for them. Several security guards wanted to stop it, and they flew out before they got close to Dianjun.

After receiving the phone call, ten policemen outside the art museum rushed in and immediately surrounded Dianjun and them.

Ah!

The audience under the stage was in chaos, and there was a stampede in an instant. Compared with their own lives, listening to fans sing is nothing compared to idols.

Everyone rushed to leave the place.

"Everyone, don't worry!" Dianjun picked up the microphone and said, "do you know what my son is holding?"

"Yes, it's the detonator!" Dianjun asked himself and laughed, "we have installed several * inside and outside the art museum. He can blow you up at any time as long as he presses it."

Fuck!

Fans instantly quieted down, and ten policemen immediately stepped back.

"Yes, if you are smart, put down your guns, or thousands of spectators will be buried with you... Hehe." Dianjun showed a ferocious smile.

Ten policemen began to hesitate. Should they put down their guns?

At this time, there are many fans talking, hum, maybe it's a prank?

"Haoyi, it seems that they don't believe it. What should we do?" An exaggerated smile appeared on Dianjun's face.

Bang.

A corner of the art museum exploded, and at least dozens of fans were either dead or injured.

Ah!

The whole art museum immediately became a swarm of chaos.

"Take it easy, or all will die!" Dianjun took the microphone and shouted in a deep voice. This time, all the fans sat down obediently. Except for the painful sound of the injured people on the ground, no one dared to make a sound.

"Put your guns down, or you will blow up the whole art museum before we die." Dianjun shouted to the ten policemen who turned pale.

Indeed, even if ten policemen shoot at the same time, it is entirely possible for Haoyi to press the set button before he dies.

Just now, the police hesitated because they were afraid of being fooled by Dianjun. Now Dianjun has proved that the ten policemen can only cooperate obediently, just to prove whether they are pretending *, but they paid a heavy price.

"The live broadcast should be broadcast as usual. Don't stop working." Dianjun said to the staff, "as for me, the purpose of coming tonight is very simple. I just want to help my son finish his wedding."

Ah, turning the concert into his son's wedding, fans seem to understand something. It turns out that his son took a fancy to Liu Xiaoman.

In the face of their own life safety and idol marriage, almost all fans looked pitifully at Liu Xiaoman.

"Yes, everyone is very smart. As long as Liu Xiaoman and her sister marry my son at the same time, I will let you go." Dianjun laughed, "the backstage of this stage is their bridal chamber."

Ah?

It turns out that this wheelchair man wants to hug left and right, killing two birds with one stone, so he doesn't know if he has this ability?

Don't you need his father's help when you go to bed?

Thousands of fans showed suspicious eyes, but suspicion turned to suspicion, and the suspicious back was envious, envious that this wheelchair man had such a strong Lao Tzu.

A pair of sister flowers go on the same night. Even if they die on the spot, many people are still willing to go on.

"Let's shout together, Liu Xiaoman, Liu Xiaoxian, come on!" Dianjun started to sow dissension with a little mischief.

Fans showed embarrassed eyes. How can they send their idols into the mouth of the tiger?

"When I count to 5, if you don't shout together, I'll let my son explode another *." Dian Jun laughed, his face full of complacency, "1,2,3,4,..."

"Liu Xiaoman, Liu Xiaoxian, hurry up!"

"Liu Xiaoman, Liu Xiaoxian, hurry up!"

"Liu Xiaoman, for the safety of thousands of fans, please hurry up... We will always thank you."

Liu Xiaoman and Liu Xiaoxian looked helplessly at the Chu River.

"Dianjun, I have a suggestion. Can you finish our agreement before your son's wedding?" Chu Jiang slowly stepped onto the stage at this moment, and his whole body was full of powerful aura.

Yes, in the eyes of the audience who are watching this concert in every corner of the world, this male god who performed heroes to save beauty in front of the camera last time has appeared again.

Can he work miracles again this time?

"Our agreement? Duel?" Dianjun smiled happily, "well, if you want to die, I want to make you happy, and the wedding doesn't care for a moment."

"What if I win by luck?" Chu Jiang has a playful smile on his mouth.

"Then you can negotiate with my son. In fact, he arranged the installation of these * and I didn't know about them until tonight." Dian Jun shrugged and said in a deep voice, "but I believe you will never have the opportunity to negotiate with my son."

Chu Jiang's heart moved. Why can they always seize the opportunity every time? In the talk show, Zheng Yun can kidnap the son of famous mouth Li Shanze first.

This time, it can be installed here calmly in advance *.

According to big Q, the address of the concert was announced yesterday. After the address was announced, the art museum was guarded 24 hours a day.

Did they know the address 24 hours ago and sent someone to install it *?

Chu Jiang glanced at Ali, Liu Xiaoman's assistant sitting in the front row with sharp eyes. Ali twitched at the corner of his mouth, and Chu Jiang understood everything.

"Are you so confident?" Chu Jiang's muscles were tight, and he stared at Dianjun not far away. His eyes were cold and said, "for your son's marriage, so many people were killed and injured, you are not afraid to have a grandson *!"

"In order to fulfill my son's wish, it is worth the sacrifice of many people." Dianjun said faintly, "about my grandson *, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to see it."

"The price is too high." Chu Jiang shook his head and sighed.

"That's your opinion." Dianjun said, "because you are not me."

"Marriage has always been based on love. Can your son be happy if you do this?" Chu Jiang asked again.

"My son and I never believe in shit love. If he wants to marry the Liu sisters, he just wants to marry the Liu sisters." Dianjun said lightly, "when he's tired of it, change it when it's time."

"Don't delay. It's useless to have more policemen." Dianjun slowly raised his hands as he said. He learned the lesson of the last time. When Chu Jiang was not moving, he split two strong currents across the air.

Hiss——

Hiss——

Both currents split on the stage, and the floor on the stage instantly darkened.

And Chu Jiang has come behind him.