Chapter 1466
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There was a loud screech!
It was the roar of an electric guitar.
The youngster jumped onto the stage, smiling. Even though she was wearing a black feather mask, the tear mole at the corner of her eye was extremely domineering.
The moment Bo Jiu placed her fingers on the guitar.
The venue was heated up!
But other than this …
It was the American police who were patrolling at the entrance.
They weren't sure if it was a routine inspection or something else.
Bo Jiu, who was standing on the stage, saw it but she wasn't affected at all. Her black leather jacket and the way she held the microphone looked very handsome. The song swept over.
She was singing in Chinese.
"The bell sounded the signal to return home. In his life, there seemed to be a hint of sadness. The meaning of his black skin was a lifetime of dedication. In the struggle of his skin color, time turned possession into loss. His tired eyes were filled with hope …"
The rock version of 'Glorious Years'. Music had no boundaries. As long as the atmosphere was stirred up, the people below the stage would naturally wave their hands along.
This greatly hindered the police's actions.
But they had no choice. After all, they didn't have any evidence.
The only thing they could confirm was that Smith had arrived fifteen minutes ago. He had even hit on someone and was swaying in the crowd.
According to the highest order of the police station.
Z would appear here.
But there were so many people.
Where would Z be?
Every police officer who was on duty had a solemn expression.
After all, they really wanted to catch that person.
Now that they finally had a chance, how could they let it go?
However, with such thoughts in their minds, no one looked at the youngster in the dark, holding the microphone.
The pair of black eyes were still flashing with light, like a cat playing with a mouse.
This was the start of the game!
Eric came in at this moment.
Behind him was Qin Mo.
Qin Mo was still wearing the school uniform he had worn in China.
When the people in the nightclub saw him, a hint of surprise flashed across their eyes.
But when they remembered that they were in a masquerade dance venue, they more or less accepted it.
After all, even though this Asian man was wearing sportswear, his noble aura made the surroundings cold.
As for why the foreigners thought that Almighty Qin was wearing sportswear, they could imagine the school uniforms in China. Mmh …
Eric felt that Qin Mo's style wasn't suitable for such a chaotic place.
He would definitely have a headache soon.
Should he tell the Almighty that there was a difference between the Fifth Avenue and China when it came to playing around?
"Isn't the music too loud?!" Eric roared out.
Qin Mo had one hand in his pocket. His side profile was calm, so handsome that many people started to turn their heads. However, it was as if he had walked into a classroom. "Where's Smith?"
This was what Qin Mo had instructed Eric in advance.
Tell him to keep an eye on Smith.
After all, it was a masquerade party.
It would be difficult to find Harding when he put on other clothes.
Z might take advantage of the chaos to get him away.
He didn't really care about Smith.
He wanted to know.
Z.
Who was it?
That's right, this was the reason why Qin Mo decided to come to Fifth Avenue after reading the information.
The army also sent him a message, asking him to return in a few days.
Before the past.
He just wouldn't give up until he came to Fifth Avenue.
After all, the other party was a hacker, right?
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