The US president walked in front, waved his arms with a smile on his face to greet the crowd warmly welcomed in the theater, and met an acquaintance quickly shook hands from time to time to say hello.

The first one behind him were the heads of great powers. The further he went, the weaker the national strength. Everyone waved to everyone.

The theater was full of warm atmosphere. Under the guidance of the ceremonial master and warm applause, a group of important members sat in the front row one after another. The US president was led to the stage by the ceremonial master, and the applause that had just stopped below became warm again.

Standing in the middle of the stage, the President waved his hand to greet everyone again, smiling. After he took a microphone and patted it in his hand, the applause from below quickly stopped. Then the President delivered a warm speech and warmly welcomed the arrival of all the VIPs.

After a brief speech to express his welcome, he walked off the stage with warm applause and sat down in the middle of the front row. He was on the left and right of the Chinese No. 1 and the Russian President.

The purple velvet curtain on the stage is slowly rising, and a world-class symphony orchestra is already waiting. A well-known American gold medal host appeared on the stage and gave a relaxed and pleasant welcome speech of American teasing. He introduced the history of the Carnegie Hall, and then introduced the brilliant achievements of the symphony orchestra behind him. Finally, he announced that he would like to enjoy a piano solo first.

The pianist sitting behind the gorgeous piano stood up to greet everyone. His skin was extremely pale and thin, giving people a feeling that he would not recover from a long illness, but the artist's temperament was obvious. Qiao Yun in the audience suddenly had an illusion, and the pianist's eyes seemed to confront him.

The applause instantly became tide. As soon as the pianist sat down, the scene immediately became quiet. The flowing melody quickly flowed slowly with his agile fingers, instantly attracting everyone's hearing.

It makes people suddenly realize that the performances in the palace of art are one after another, solo and ensemble, and a group of artists take turns to present wonderful performances to the guests.

There were warm applause in the theater, but Rom outside the theater was secretly stuck in a car, looking at the heavily guarded concert hall outside the car window. He also wanted to be a guest of viewing inside, but this kind of occasion did not have his share, which made him feel a little sad.

After about two hours of wonderful performance, the guests of the audience gave warm applause to the artists who came out to leave.

Then amid everyone's warm applause, the G20 leaders who entered the final exited the court first, and the president was still the first to leave the court, and waved to everyone with a smile.

In this case, it is impossible to make crowded situations occur whether according to convention, etiquette or safety. Politicians from all countries must be allowed to leave the market first.

After a group of important personnel left the concert hall, everyone left the seat one after another.

However, just as Qiao Yun walked out of the chairs, the line in the theater suddenly burst out with sparks, and the entire theater was suddenly pitch black, and the VIPs present suddenly booed, and the power outage suddenly made an international joke.

Qiao Yun immediately realized something was wrong - Could it be that those people are so bold and reckless that they should take action at this time?

At this moment, the theater sounded, "Bang bang, gunshots, and several gunfires flashed one after another, and muffled groans came from falling to the ground, as if some heavy object fell from above.

"Ah..." The woman's scream sounded, and the entire theater was suddenly in chaos, and screams were filled with exclamations.

Qiao Yun was shocked and immediately wanted to separate the crowd and rush outside, or try to hide in the crowd to avoid my open and secretly being easily attacked.

However, suddenly a hard gun hit her head. Someone covered her mouth and dragged her back, and whispered in her ear: "Don't resist, I have no hostility. Come with me, there may be killers in the crowd."

Qiao Yun didn't dare to do anything randomly when she was quickly dragged down and retreated backwards. Although the other party was not hostile, she didn't know who the other party was, so she naturally wouldn't believe it easily.

Andy, in the dark, smelled the fragrance and recognized people. He grabbed Jesse's arm and dragged it to her side, and whispered in her ear: "You are crazy, you actually took action in this situation. Do you know how bad the impact is?" He immediately guessed that it was Jesse and others who did a good thing.

Jesse also whispered to bite his ears in the noise around him, "I have nothing to do. Her defense measures are too strict. Apart from such a short opportunity, she has almost always been by Huaxia One. We have no chance to take action at all. We can't take action by Huaxia One. That impact is bad. Once the crime of murdering the head of China is convicted, the consequences are really unimaginable. Once it is delayed until the end of the meeting tomorrow, when she boards the special plane of Huaxia One, there will be no chance."

Even though she said that, she was wondering in her heart, what exactly did those idiots do? Don’t you know how to install a silencer on the gun? Don’t you know if you have succeeded…

"Crazy!" Andy shook her arm away, reached out to touch the chair beside and sat down quietly. He did not squeeze with the crowds who rushed out in a panic. It was not his business anyway. Jesse also touched the chair and sat down quietly.

The bodyguards who heard the sound outside the theater, especially Qiao Yun's bodyguards, immediately rushed into the venue to protect the master when they heard the gunshots. However, the politicians from various countries had not yet boarded the car and left, so the large number of military and police at the door would not tolerate them rushing in so randomly. Rows of light and heavy weapons faced the bodyguards, and the military and police shouted loudly: "Go back! Back! Don't get close!"

When a gunshot occurred in the theater and footsteps were heard, the accompanying agents immediately responded quickly and directly closed the theater door in an emergency, allowing the people inside to knock on the door and shout without opening it.

This is also impossible. Once so many people rushed out, let alone whether they would bump into the heads of various countries. Once the warning outside is dispersed, people outside take the opportunity to rush in, the scene will be completely out of control and the consequences will be unimaginable.

It has to be said that although this assassination operation was crazy, it gave the killers in the theater time to complete the task to ensure success.

After hearing the gunshots inside and the out-of-control scenes in the theater, the head of the G20 looked back in shock with the lights outside, looking back at the closed concert hall gate. Especially the US president, his eyes were full of disbelief, and even he did not expect such a thing to happen.

Rom, who was sitting in the street corner outside, sat up suddenly. The brightly lit Carnegie Concert Hall suddenly fell into darkness, and the outside was also in a noisy and chaos. The military and police actually formed a confrontation with the bodyguards. Some military and police were calling for support urgently, and the plainclothes hiding nearby quickly drew their guns and surrounded them.

Not to mention that Rom saw something wrong, even the people passing by saw something wrong, and they stood in disbelief one by one. Some of the men and women who were mingling in every corner were all concerned about this one, all looked solemn and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

The gunfire behind the concert hall continued. Jesse, who was sitting quietly in the seat, changed her face when she heard the movement. If Qiao Yun had been solved, there was no need to shoot again. The matter was so big that the impact of whether to stop or not has been caused. She quickly touched the gem hanging on her neck, pressed it hard, and sent a signal of killing.

Qiao Yun in the dark was dragged by someone and walked all the way. The person who was holding her quickly blocked her from time to time and quickly turned her back and shot. In the banging gunfire, Qiao Yun saw the almost sick face clearly. Although the other party was wearing night vision devices on her eyes, she still recognized that the other party was the pianist who had played before.

One by one, the people who rushed out of the aisle and shot fell under his gun. Although the pianist shot was vicious, Qiao Yun felt the other party's kindness. The other party was obviously protecting herself. She temporarily gave up the idea of ​​resisting and took the initiative to let him pull him forward and retreat.

After a jingle, Qiao Yun, who was in darkness in front of her, felt like she jumping into an underground space that didn't smell very pleasant. It was probably a sewer, and she was pulled by someone to run all the way.

After turning east and west for a long time, many footsteps echoed behind him. Not long after, many footsteps came from the front. The pianist who was pulling her suddenly stopped and a faint light shot down from above his head.

The pianist suddenly poked open the manhole cover above, and climbed up the well edge with both hands. Then he quickly leaned over and grabbed Qiao Yun's hand and dragged it up.

The two were already in a lane. A car suddenly stopped outside the lane. As soon as the muzzles of several submachine guns were extended from the window, the guns were heard, and the sound of guns broke. The window glass in the car immediately fell into the car one by one.

A motorcycle stopped at the entrance of the alley urgently. A woman wearing a black mask looked at the alley, sat down and turned 90 degrees, and rushed in. She suddenly stopped in front of the two of them, and a heavy metal muzzle pointed at the pianist's chest.

This is a redhead wearing a weird black mask, wearing a black leather jacket. The pianist did not fight back, pushed the night vision device over his head and said, "Jazz, it's me."

The redhead quickly retracted his gun, took the motorcycle and made a big turn of 180 degrees, adjusted his head on the spot, showed off the back seat to Qiao Yun, and waved his head to Qiao Yun and said, "Get on the bus!"

Qiao Yun, whose eyes were straight on the other party's tools, stepped on the back seat without any hesitation. She had already realized what the strange mask on the other party's face meant and who the other party was.

"Take her away." The pianist turned around and was about to jump back into the sewer.

"Wait." The redhead, known as 'jazz, did not ask him why he wanted to go back. He glanced at his carry-on equipment, took off a bag that was slanted on his shoulder, threw it to the pianist, and said be careful. He took off the motorcycle and rushed Qiao Yun out of the alley.

The pianist opened the bag and found it was full of guns and ammunition. He quickly jumped back into the sewer. After a while, a fierce exchange of fire came from below... (To be continued)

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