Like street lights lighting up the city.
Like a raging fire about to burn out.
Don't be afraid of the difficulties in life.
Regardless, we've come a long way.
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Tonight we light it up.
Tonight it will light up the earth.
We will burn everything now, like the newborn sun.
Light it up.
Light it up.
Together we will light up this land.
Kyle was holding an electric guitar at this time and was playing hard. Joan, who was in charge of the lead vocals, sang to the climax. This song seemed to ignite the surrounding audience, and they also jumped together, immersed in this intoxicating scene. In the midst of a strong sound frenzy.
In addition to the two of them on the stage, there were drummer Hela who was shaking her head, rhythm guitarist Amy Pan who was scrambling to keep up with the rhythm, Hecate who was playing the electronic keyboard in accordance with the order, and finally Wendy who was grinning with a huge smile. , she is very comfortable with the bass in her hands and also being part of this Minoan band.
"Wow! Thank you everyone!"
The passionate electronic instruments stirred up the emotions of nearby residents, and the entire audience burst into thunderous applause after Joan's last lyrics.
At this time, the place where the six of them were was a foreign community, and this performance was their ticket to sneak in. For this reason, he also specially contacted the people from the Ninth Organization and asked them to get a concert that they could play on the street. license.
The agents of the Ninth Agency agreed with Kyle's plan and even contacted the construction team to help them build a simple stage for free.
After that, Joan, who had actually joined the band, gave Kyle and the other five people a series of training sessions, and then finally completed the performance with the help of Joan's real thigh. As for the permission of the shackles, as long as Kyle promises to give her a performance on the big stage.
Then when it came to the actual performance today, the effect of their performance————
very good.
The nearby residents were all attracted by the singing. Basically, they were first attracted by the good looks of the six people, and then were attracted by the passionate singing.
After the performance ended and he bowed off the stage, Hela whispered in Kyle's ear:
"Hey, you idiot, didn't we come here to find someone? I think half of the community knows us now."
Kyle, who was wearing light makeup, patted Hela on the shoulder and told her not to worry. After all, they were looking for an incarcerated person hiding here. If they only relied on a few of them, they probably wouldn't be able to find him for a month. .
"Do you want to search building by building by yourself?"
Hela immediately shook her head at the thought of having to perform repetitive work. For her, this kind of sweeping incident was really unpleasant. If it were her, she would have dismantled the water pipe and smashed it from the first floor to the top floor.
"don't want."
"I know it. After all, we can't let people from the search team come in, and we can't let them know that I'm from an official organization. If we don't have a good relationship with the residents here, then we can only go to the psychiatrist on our own. "
In this doomsday context, there are several larger refugee settlements outside the city of Dis as its satellite cities, and the city of Dis defines these satellite cities as foreign countries.
Foreign communities, as the name suggests, are these neighborhoods where immigrants or refugees from foreign countries gather.
If there is any problem here, it will give those guys who are ready to take action some excuses to cause trouble. Although Kyle didn't care about the so-called reputation at all, if he 'smeared' the official's face, he would probably be removed from his post, so he could only rely on this method to get into this exclusive community.
The people in Xincheng are xenophobic, so the foreigners gather together to form a community; the gentiles are also xenophobic, so Kyle can only use a free performance to make the people below him not doubt them.
Encore! Encore! Encore!
While a group of them were packing their instruments backstage, Kyle's thoughts were interrupted by the shout of encore.
"What should we do? We just arranged this song."
"Qiong, it's up to you. Go up and sing two more songs for them."
Except for Qiong, a former singer, all of them are just beginners who have only played the instrument for a few days, and they probably can't even understand the music score.
So Qiong didn't complain about anything. It was better to say that she was able to freely choose the music according to her wishes.
While everyone was enjoying Qiong's performance, a group of teenagers riding motorcycles performed various motorcycle stunts, threw various objects towards the stage, and even shouted and cursed at the audience.
"Kyle, there is an enemy."
Since Hecate pretended to be his female companion last time, she was finally able to call him by his first name instead of calling him the cold warden. But the most important thing now is not this, but how they can solve this trouble without exposing themselves.
Although Qiong on the stage is an incarcerated person, she is a common-risk incarcerated person, and her type is 'superpower', that is, she is a mage with an extremely fragile body. If she is hit in the head by a stone thrown at high speed, she will also suffer. Danger.
"Joan! Come here quickly!"
Kyle pulled Joan and ran off the stage. When he appeared in front of the audience, he looked terrified, as if he was frightened by the group of will-o'-the-wisp teenagers.
When they retreated backstage to take cover, Kyle handed Hela's signature weapon into everyone's hands with an expressionless expression.
"We'll pretend to shoot them all down with the water hose later. Remember not to kill them. It's not yet time."
Kyle is an elegant and easy-going person. As long as others don't mess with him and his incarcerated people, he can naturally make friends. But if you don't have a long eye and want to live in front of him, then he doesn't mind turning these will-o'-the-wisps on. Juveniles shorten the length of their lives in advance, making them physically thicker.
Just when everyone was about to teach these will-o'-the-wisp teenagers a lesson, a man in military uniform shouted to the group of will-o'-the-wisp teenagers to stop and stop harassing the neighbors. Don't drive away the customers just to be cool.
Originally, Kyle thought he would be beaten badly. After all, he, an ordinary person, could not be faster than a motorcycle. However, this dark-skinned, short and stocky man, who looked just like any other honest person, found the right moment - He immediately grabbed a will-o'-the-wisp boy.
"Wow! That uncle is quite powerful. He pulled someone off the motorcycle with his bare hands!"
"Huh--luckily I have this uncle, otherwise I would have to use a shabby weapon like a water pipe like Hela."
"What are you talking about, Amy Pan! If you dare, fight with me directly!"
"Whoever fights you has been hanging out with our wise and powerful warden for so long, how come you still act like a street gangster, without any sense of being an official employee."
The two quarreled again, and then Hecate knocked him on the head again.
But now Kyle wanted to talk to the man in military uniform. After all, he seemed to have a lot of say in this neighborhood.
