RNP Chapter 270 Charity, Auction.
Chapter 270 Charity, Auction.
Chapter 270 Charity, Auction.
Singing and dancing to promote peace, a prosperous garden.
Elites from all walks of life and celebrities from the upper class gathered together, with polite and satisfied smiles on their faces, and whispered to the soft music.
Mr. Samuel had always been kind and approachable, and they knew his conduct, his likes, and his position.
If possible, with such a perfect partner, everyone present must hope that Kangshi will always be under his rule.
Only in that way is a Kangshi that meets everyone's expectations, is good for everyone, and allows everyone to get what they want.
Celebrities need exposure, businessmen need money, descendants of downcast and unrecognized old aristocrats need an "identity"...
All people get what they want.
Like the last party, the last party, the last party.
What a beautiful world this is.Here, there is not even grief and suffering at all, as you can see.
Everyone is happy.
"Ladies and gentlemen."
Someone stood on a makeshift, knee-high small round platform.
Behind this gentleman in an elegant old-fashioned tuxedo, a whole small band is softly playing a piece of soothing music.
In keeping with the rhythm of the music, the gentleman gave a deep salute with a smile on his face.
"Thank you for coming, today's charity gala will still be hosted by me."
"Hey, Pol, we don't really care about listening to music a little longer."
Everyone laughed, and the scene was incomparably harmonious.
Ball on the round stage was also smiling, and he raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Louis, if you can sign me on your [-]th Anniversary Exhibition Football, I promise to go down immediately."
Under the stage, the famous rugby player Louis smiled and pointed to Ball on the stage.
Guests are happy.
On the stage, Bohr ended his opening with just the right voice, the right rhythm, and the right place: "...Then, in order to avoid the urging of a certain athlete who is too anxious, next, please let us Our old friend, our dear Mr. Samuel, introduces the first collection of today.
Ladies and gentlemen, this collection was personally donated by Mr. Samuel. "
After looking around with a strange look, Boer, as the host, applauded lightly, and slowly stepped back to the oblique rear of the round platform.
There was a vacant seat in front of the simple podium.
The audience in the audience also clapped their hands following Bohr's movements, while talking to the people around them in a low voice, while looking in the direction of the side corridor and steps.
As for the meaning of Pohl's look, there is really nothing to say.To be able to enter this room, to be able to stand here and applaud already represents a lot of things in itself.
You know, this is a private invitation-only occasional gathering. Some people have come here many times. Do you need to remind me?
It's all unspoken, that's all.
However, it had been more than five or ten seconds since the applause sounded. Everyone stretched their necks and looked up at the top of the stairs, but they still couldn't see the familiar figure.
"Well~ It seems that we need to send someone to pick out cuffs and ties for Mr. Samuel who has difficulty choosing."
Bohr walked to the front of the stage with a smile again, made a joke to the crowd, and after arousing echoing laughter, he waved his hand lightly.
Downstairs, a security guard wearing a wired headset walked upstairs quickly and walked into the dark corridor.
Together with Bohr, everyone's eyes once again gathered at the top of the stairs, and even the music of the band quietly stopped.
Da, Da, Da...
Slow and rhythmic footsteps came from the direction of the roof. Slowly, they saw a familiar figure, and saw the face of Mr. Samuel gradually emerging from the darkness.
God, his face looks bad.
His hair is messy, his face is pale, his eyes are downcast, he...
"My God..."
Squeak~!
A piercing sound came from somewhere in the hall. Someone accidentally knocked over the table, and the wine tower fell to the ground, bleeding red like blood.
"H-his head... that's his head!"
"My God! What's going on... Help! Help!"
"what--!!"
As a hand grabbed Mr. Samuel's hair, straightened his arm, held his head and held it up, walked out of the darkness and walked towards the light, everyone present finally saw everything clearly.
It was a severed head, one with eyes slightly open, still dripping blood...
skull.
That is, Mr. Samuel's head.
The one holding his head was a guy wearing a mask, and there was a cat squatting on his shoulder.
"ohmygod!"
All of a sudden, the entire hall was in chaos, screams came and went, and people ran in all directions.
At the stairway, Lin En, who was wearing a mask, gave a dissatisfied glance at the kitten on his shoulder.
"Didn't you say that they would be shocked by me and would not move?"
"Meow, I didn't expect this to be so timid... No, bold, and not right... Oh, I don't know!"
"I knew I couldn't count on you!"
Reaching out his hand to take out the long-unused pistol, the orange light on Lynn's fingers continued to light up, one clone after another appeared from nowhere, and then quickly disappeared in place.
Da, Da, Da...
Stepping on the wooden stairs, Lynn walked down the stairs slowly step by step, and stood at the podium.
"Everyone, good evening."
Under the stage, someone stood up tremblingly and looked at Lynn on the podium.
"This...unknown gentleman, we don't know why you came here, but if you are only doing it for personal enmity, I suggest you leave quickly, you should know who you just killed."
Shrugging his shoulders, Lynn said in a helpless tone: "Unfortunately, I know what I killed... No, you have no evidence to prove that I just shot him from behind upstairs and chopped it down. Take his head and take away his safe~"
Seemingly very happy and proud, Lin En, who was standing on the stage, clapped his hands for being able to do so.
"Sir, if you've come here for money, I believe you've got what you want.
If you are not satisfied, the people here, as long as you promise not to hurt us, we can collect more than 100 million worth of property for you. "
The gray-haired old man who spoke took out a pocket watch from his pocket: "I believe, we will not let you down."
"Can……"
Lynn shook his head: "I seem to have let you down."
The arm holding the gun was stretched out, and after a bang, the security personnel who tried to wrap around Lynn were shot in the arm.
Lynn glanced at his hands suspiciously, then aimed the gun around his neck behind him, two more shots were fired, and the two security personnel hidden in the band were also killed.
Then, he stretched his hand forward, and there were several gunshots in succession, this time he did not miss.
"Huh? Don't try to run away."
The few people who were thinking of taking advantage of the chaos to escape were shot in the back and fell limply to the ground.
This time, all the people in the hall were gray and looked downcast.
"You, do you know what you did just now! Do you know who you killed!"
A slightly rich fat man was standing next to the pillar, screaming hoarsely and sweating profusely: "You just killed..."
"I know."
Lynn's voice was very soft, but it reached the ears of everyone present.
It also interrupted the fat man's loud and powerless roar.
The audience was silent.Everyone was looking at Lynn on stage.And Lin En also looked at everyone equally, but no one dared to look at Lin En.
When their eyes fell on their faces, they always timidly avoided their eyes.
A few minutes ago, the hall was full of voices and laughter, but now it was full of unspeakable depression.
Fear spreads in everyone's heart.
At this time, the doorbell rang.
ding dong~
The simple and pleasant sound of the ringing bell was even more terrifying than the sound of gunfire at this moment. It made several guests who had drunk too much drink and red wine happy on the spot, and their pants and shoes were wet.
Ding dong~ ding dong ding dong ding ding ding ding...
The doorbell rang more and more frequently and frantically, making everyone sweat profusely.
"Who... who ordered the takeaway?"
Lin En leaned on the podium with his arms: "Everyone is a civilized person in the upper class, so it's not good for people to knock on the door all the time."
As he said that, Lynn pointed to a tall man casually: "Sir, you are nearer there, may I trouble you to open the door?"
"Me? Ah! Ah ok, ok..."
Jason Brick, excellent track and field athlete.He swallowed hard, and while cursing the masked man in his heart, he told himself very clearly over and over again: When the door opens, it is his only chance!
Trembling, he put his hand on the doorknob. Jason turned the doorknob, pulled the doorknob the first time the ring sounded, and ran out like flying!
then……
He bumped into a group of masked people standing at the door.
"Yo~ so anxious~"
"Ah! Ah—! Let me go! Let me go! Help! Help..."
Kicking him in the face, Lynn, who was carrying a fleeing guest, bent down, pulled up one of his feet, and dragged the fainted Jason Brick into the house.
"Oh. It's you, I thought who ordered the takeaway."
Lynn took two steps forward with a smile, and handed the pistol to a jeweled lady in front of him: "Please pass this gun to the masked man who just came in over there."
Before the pistol was in her hand, the lady rolled her eyes and passed out too.
"Come and give her artificial respiration, you, you come."
He randomly assigned a guy with his hands raised high, Lynn turned his gaze to the side, and handed the pistol over: "Are you troubled to help?"
This person's psychological quality is very good, just trembling, not dizzy.
After receiving the pistol, the man clenched the gun in his hand in disbelief, and took two steps back tremblingly.
There seemed to be another way before him.
But he dared not gamble.
Even though he has dealt with guns all his life, and every time he faces "criminals", he still dare not bet.
From the time he chose to bow to someone ten years ago, something he once had was gone.
What is...courage?Conscience?glory?Maybe both, maybe neither.
Now, he can only whisper: I am for my family, I am for my family... I can't die... I can't die... Then he lowered his head step by step and walked towards those masked people.
These dozens of steps are more difficult than the roads he has experienced in the past few decades.
But suddenly, with a light touch in his hand, the gun was snatched away.
And he himself was strangled by someone.
"Don't come here! Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"
A young guy with shiny combed hair, a bunch of rings on his hands, and a prominent tattoo on his neck was holding a gun and pointing.
"Do you know who my dad is! Get me out of here, or you will die!
I know the rules, I won't say anything, I don't see your faces!Get me out of here! "
On stage, Lynn scratched his chin.Can't help feeling: "The composition of the people in this house is quite complicated. There are even vigorous social groups."
As he said that, Lin En gave up his seat with a smile, and leaned sideways on the podium: "Hey! This...what's your name? Hehe, who is your father, maybe he knows me, sign up for a family name address or something.
There is something to discuss~"
"Don't talk nonsense! Let me go! Otherwise I..."
"Otherwise you?"
Lynn walked forward, and the crowd naturally parted, leaving a large open space.
"Fack! I said don't come here!"
"Hey, I'm so angry, I'll come here, what's the matter, I jumped back~ I jumped out again~ What's the matter~ Hit me, silly..."
boom!
With a gunshot, Lynn fell to the ground.
The muzzle of the gun trembled up and down, emitting blue smoke.
The young man froze for a moment, then Huan San's eyes became firm again.Killing, it's not the first time he has done it.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! I tell you to get out of the way! Did you hear that!"
"Hey hey hey..."
"nonono~"
"You can kill us all and walk out by yourself."
"Look what's behind you."
Those masked people seemed to be completely unaware of what was going on, they just kept provoking, and then let out ear-piercing laughter.
The young man's eyes were wide open, and he turned the gun behind him in great fear.
But suddenly, it poked someone's forehead.
"Maybe...you can kill me this time, maybe..."
The masked man who was beaten to death by him just now stood behind him at some point.
"promise me……"
The masked man slowly raised his hand and grabbed his gun: "I won't hit my back next time, okay~ eh? Come on, pass the gun to the person behind you. Yes, yes~ I'm so obedient...
Let the poor gentleman go, you seem to be strangling him.
Hmm...it seems to be strangled...
Everyone!this!This man, a murderer!Everyone saw it!Yes or no?
Um? "
No one answered.Lynn quickly stepped forward, picked up the gun, and hit someone in the chest casually.
"is not it!"
"Ah yes!"
"Yep!"
"Ah... we, we all saw it!"
"His murder! Mr. Samuel's murder!"
All of a sudden, the crowd was excited.
People were extremely enthusiastic and spoke in unison.
"look……"
Lin En gently hugged the young man with dull eyes, leaned close to his ear, and said softly: "These people...how hateful...
Obviously I killed Samuel, but they put the credit on you.
I'm really... very sad. "
Raise your hand, boom.
Young man, fell down.
"Ladies and gentlemen."
Lynn stepped onto the stage again and put Samuel's head on the stage.
"Then, having dealt with the only bad guy here, I declare, the auction, to proceed.
The first and only auction item is... your lives. "
Lin En raised a small wooden hammer and fiddled with it twice: "As for the quotation...because I am not interested in money, I have never touched money.
So, you have to tell the crimes of another person present.
As for me, I will eliminate the criminals one by one, and make sure that the rest of the room are innocent and innocent.
Until the last 20 people are left.
Don't lie to me.Deceit will kill you.
So……"
thump.
The gavel sounded.
"Auction, start."
For well-known reasons, I can't write too straightforwardly, so let's just wait and see.The transitional plot will end soon.
(End of this chapter)