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Chapter 77 The Dancer in Heaven (1)

The vortex of the alien dimension above the head began to rotate at high speed, and accompanied by the rumbling of the machine, it seemed as if a giant steel beast was about to break free from the vortex.

An extremely dangerous aura began to spread, and strong winds were rolling up at the scene, and even cyclones began to appear.

The cyclone was centered on Yang Jian and his group and expanded rapidly toward the surroundings.

The gradually rising air flow continues to gather in the air, compressed, and eventually becomes a tornado that swallows everything.

At this time, Hans and others noticed something strange and were immediately panicked.

"We... are trapped in the center of the tornado."

The few people trapped in the middle now have only a few dozen square meters of activity range. In other words, they are like a large piece of fresh pork that is about to be thrown into the meat grinder.

It is so sad that a few poor people have just experienced the pain of losing their comrades, and now they are facing such a desperate situation.

At this moment, the black hole in the air seemed to have several pairs of subwoofers turned on at that moment, and a powerful male voice came from it.

"Hello".

"Hey hey".

"Hey, hey, hey."

"Can you hear it?".

It seemed as if someone was holding a microphone and auditioning.

"Hey you!" Bob couldn't help but swear. At this critical moment of life and death, there were still people yelling here, which was really ignorant.

“…”

The voice hesitated for a moment when he heard this.

"Okay", his words returned to peace, "Dear fans, the long-awaited performance is about to begin."

“This is Jackson, the King of Pop Music, the Maritime Train Station.”

"Jackson said he has prepared a lot of exciting performances for everyone today, so please wait and see."

The scene was still silent, no one stood up and applauded, and no one cheered.

Several people from Yang Jian's team were praying silently.

"Stop the tornado..." Old Hans muttered secretly.

"This guy who made the noise was beaten to death immediately..." Bob drew circles on the ground and cursed.

"You must have sweet cakes to eat at night...", Xixi's saliva was flowing.

Only Feng was silent, his hands were in his pockets, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yang Jian, who fell to the ground, naturally knew nothing about the surrounding situation.

Just as everyone was thinking about it, the sound of bullets entering the black hole above their heads attracted their attention.

Then, several thick and long ropes stretched out from the black hole and hung them all the way to the ground.

"If friends, you want to experience the tension and excitement."

The male voice was whining again.

"Then, this dangerous journey is for you."

Immediately afterwards, several strong men in black clothes and black sunglasses all carried a submachine gun in their left hand and slid straight down the rope.

The moment their toes landed, the submachine gun in their hands opened fire in the sky.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!", flames emerged from the hole of the gun.

This firepower is extremely fierce.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!" The scene was filled with smoke, like a battlefield.

"Cough cough cough..." Hans and others were so angry that they burst into tears and coughed constantly.

Finally, the smoke gradually dissipated.

The people in black formed a circle to the outside while maintaining a cool gun-holding shape.
Chapter completed!
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