Everyone saw the young man in black enjoying himself, looking up at the rain and crows in the sky, as if he was thinking about something.

Suddenly, he made a sound and said with a serious expression:

"Children! It's a big adventure to watch my show."

Without waiting for anyone to reply, the young man in black took a step forward, holding a gun in his left hand, holding Jiang Meier's arm with his right hand, and danced Singin' in the Rain while turning his body.

But what he was holding was not an umbrella, but a heavy pistol, which made the rainwater splash in the night light.

"Dududududu dong dong dong dong, I'm singing in the rain, just singing in the rain——"

Lei Yue hummed while twisting, stepping and waving to his heart's content.

As they circled with the female reporter again, some crows came over to dance with them, flying over their heads and shuttling around them.

He likes to dance, but when he danced before, he usually wore doll clothes.

No need now, now you can dance however you want.

He freed himself, and even if he wandered the streets like a ghost forever, he would never go back to that cage for a second.

"Hahaha!" Jiang Meier was startled for a moment, then smiled.

As a popular female reporter, she naturally knows how to react on the spot so that the audience will like her.

She let the comedian lead her to dance, waved the microphone, and did a few dance moves, dancing in the rain with this funny man who was disfigured but remained optimistic and positive.

"Haha." "Wow!"

People around him laughed, cheered and whistled, and felt the joy.

Moreover, the dance of the young man in black was very smooth and pleasing to the eye, and the half-destroyed face added a bit of curiosity.

The young man seems to have profound physical training and some dance skills. Is he really an actor?

In any case, "The Showman" really knows how to create an atmosphere, and he has some future as a happy comedy star.

The juggling professor has an opponent this time. Didn't you see that the professor's face turned dark and completely gloomy?

Every time the showman waved his pistol, fired a gun, swallowed the gun, pointed at the note, etc., people whistled.

Even the crows filling the dark sky suddenly seemed cute and harmless, just black birds.

At the same time, the situation at the scene continued to spread.

In front of TVs, mobile phones, and computers that can receive live signals from relevant channels, people watch and smile.

In the shop called "Night Tea" which is actually a bar, customers are drinking wine, watching the show, and whistling non-stop. This guy in black is a bit interesting.

Beside the bar, Lackey was drinking beer, with a drunken red face shouting to the people in the store with great arrogance:

"I know the actor, I really do. I'm very familiar with him, really!"

Lackey had no idea what was going on tonight. He had been drunk for a long time. When he saw that his phone had been blown up, he simply turned it off.

Most of the drinkers didn't believe the drunkard's nonsense, and some people who knew Lucky were laughing so hard that they almost fell to the ground:

"Lakhi said the showman was his friend!"

"No wonder it's so funny!"

Who the hell is Lackey? If you believe this guy for more than three sentences, something will happen.

And assuming that is true, will it be a good thing to be "acquainted" with Lackey?

Everyone seemed to be able to see the young man in black being handcuffed by the police on the spot and dragged away like a dog to death.

Sure enough, when they saw the gang of cops at the scene, they couldn't hold it any longer, and several patrollers were working together to pull the big guy away.

The pouring night rain was getting heavier, and more and more people were crowding in Fu Rong Market.

"I just sang and danced in the rain——"

The young man in black, who was surrounded by reporters, jumped more and more energetically and continued to wave the imitation pistol indiscriminately.

"Brother You, we boundary patrollers have the task of boundary patrollers."

Zhao Shunzhen couldn't bear it anymore and asked several subordinates to pull away the synthetic oil.

"Shunzi, don't mess with him yet!" The big man said anxiously, "Why doesn't anyone listen to me? Don't take action!"

Zhao Shun just pretended not to hear it. The Border Patrol Bureau and the Investigation Bureau were different departments. Besides, in terms of position, Zhao Shun, as the captain of the Border Patrol, actually had a higher level than Synthetic Oil.

If he hadn't given Synthetic Oil some qualifications and friendship, he wouldn't have paid any attention to it.

This "good actor" may have good alien abilities, but where is this place? How many colleagues are there in the camps of several departments? It is expected that the other party will not dare to cause too much trouble.

This kind of person is just like an Internet celebrity who does vulgar things to please the public, and they only push their limits.

"Boy!" Zhao Shun immediately walked up forcefully, interrupted the scene where the young man was dancing with the female reporter, and scolded:

"Have you had enough trouble? Let's break up! Boy, we are going to formally detain you now for your serious provocation against border patrols and illegal gun possession..."

All of a sudden, everyone fell silent and whistled a few times at most, not wanting to offend these border patrols who still had the power to enforce the law.

Jiang Meier had no choice but to step aside.

Lei Yue stopped dancing with a leg-turning movement, and the grin on his rotten face gradually condensed a little.

Not only did he not give in, but he shouted at the patrol captain:

"Are you out of business, have Jack the Ripper been caught, and have the internal crimes in the department been solved?

"Xunjie, Xunjie, have you ever visited the real world?
Chapter completed!