The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics

"Hey! Hobie!"

Gwen, meticulously dressed, waved at Yang Le, who was searching for her in the crowd. Her superhuman physical abilities were on full display at this moment.

Hearing Gwen's call, Yang Le immediately spotted her and tried his best to squeeze through the crowd, but he still felt somewhat powerless against the wall of people.

Gwen chuckled a few times at the sight, and in no time, she was by Yang Le's side. She reached out and pushed through the human wall, freeing Yang Le. The people who had been forcibly moved turned their heads, wanting to see what was going on, but the culprit had already fled.

"Thanks for the help."

After retreating to a slightly less crowded area, Yang Le breathed a sigh of relief and tugged at his collar, trying to alleviate the pressure from the crowd.

"I remember at the expo where I gained my second identity, you were the one who protected me in the face of the panicked crowd," Gwen said with a smile, looking at the slightly disheveled Yang Le.

"I never thought the roles would be reversed now."

"Who could have imagined it?" Yang Le wasn't embarrassed, just smiled knowingly. "I'm very fragile now, so you have to protect me well."

Only then did Yang Le have the leisure to observe Gwen's attire. She was wearing a large white coat, which seemed to be the one she had bought for him before, but it didn't look out of place on her at all. She wore a plaid pleated skirt on her lower body, and her straight and slender legs were wrapped in black stockings, though he didn't know what style they were. Her petite feet were in a pair of flat-heeled white ankle boots, looking playful and sexy.

"Sly fox," Gwen rolled her eyes, then raised her hand to check her watch and said.

"It's time, we should go get our tickets checked, or we might not be able to get in for safety reasons if we're late."

"After you, ticket-holding lady," Yang Le struck a slightly exaggerated inviting pose.

Gwen couldn't help but laugh and said, "Then you have to keep up, ticketless gentleman."

The two bantered and joked, and under Gwen's guidance, they successfully arrived at the ticket check and then smoothly found their seats in the venue.

Although it wasn't the front row, their seats had a very good view, not too close to the stage, but able to see the entire performance.

"Speaking of which, I still don't know which star's performance we're here to see," Yang Le asked as soon as he sat down. He was completely clueless, not knowing anything about what was going on.

"It's a Korean singer named Seolhee, but I don't really know much about her either," Gwen stuck out her tongue. "I heard about her from my friends at school, but I crammed a bit this morning, at least the music she released on YouTube is very good, I just don't know if she uses autotune."

"Don't worry, anyone who dares to hold a concert must have some skill, you know, lip-syncing has to be compensated."

"This is the first time I've heard that," said Mr. Yang Le from China.

The two chatted and joked, and time quickly came to when the concert was about to begin. The lights in the venue suddenly went out, spotlights shone on the stage, and a young and beautiful girl with an Asian face stood in the center of the stage.

"Annyeonghaseyo! Welcome everyone to my concert! Please enjoy the audio-visual feast I have prepared for you."

Seolhee started with Korean, then interacted with the audience in English. She was very energetic, which suited her age.

Gwen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that the negative reviews she had heard before hadn't had much of an impact on the girl, which made her feel a little admiration for her. If she had faced the same situation as the girl, she might have been depressed for a long time.

Amidst cheers, the opening song began. According to the shouts of other audience members around him, Yang Le knew that this was a Korean song called "LUNA SNOW". Under the translation function of the Omnitrix, Yang Le understood the meaning of the lyrics.

It was a song with a light melody, but the lyrics described deception and love. Although it was a bit cliché, the quality of the song was improved a lot by the girl's heavenly voice, and even if the language was not understood, many viewers resonated with it.

'Not bad.' Yang Le nodded in satisfaction, glanced at Gwen with the corner of his eye, and found that she had already immersed herself in the world of music, so he didn't disturb her and silently appreciated it.

Happiness is always short-lived. Although the concert time was not short, under the girl's perfect performance, even Yang Le felt that time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was time for the last song.

The girl's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and even her ear-length short hair was stuck to her cheeks. There was a hint of fatigue in her eyes, but she still smiled and looked full of energy.

"Thank you very much for your support, but time flies, and it's already the end. Next, I hope you can sing this last song with me!"

Even after shouting for the whole show, the audience's enthusiasm did not diminish at all, and they cheered in response to the girl's request. Faced with such enthusiastic audience, the girl cheered up and prepared to give 100% of her spirit to sing this song.

"Rumble!"

The huge noise even drowned out the music from the speakers and the cheers of the audience. Everyone looked up at the sky where the noise came from and found several helicopters hovering directly above the stage and slowly descending.

The newest novels are first published on 69shu.com!

"What is that?" "Is it an officially arranged program?" "I don't know." "It can't be a terrorist attack, right?"

The audience under the stage discussed in a lively manner, but Seolhee on the stage frowned and hurriedly contacted the backstage through her headset. After receiving the answer, her face changed drastically.

When the helicopter landed to a certain height, shadows emerged from the helicopter and quickly descended through ropes. Only then did everyone see the appearance of the people through the stage lights.

These people were uniformly dressed, wearing bright yellow clothing that looked like protective suits. The large protective suits were tied up with armed belts, and the armed belts also hung a strangely shaped thing that looked like a rifle, but the shape looked more like a toy gun that had undergone unconstrained imagination.

These people only took a short time to get off the helicopter and stood in line in an orderly manner. One of the leaders stood out and snatched the microphone from Seolhee's hand, which immediately caused dissatisfaction from the audience.

Amidst the angry scolding of the audience, the man raised the gun hanging on his chest, aimed it at the sky without helicopters, and pulled the trigger. After a gunshot, the scene suddenly quieted down.

"Very good." The leader nodded in satisfaction, then said into the microphone.

"We have only one purpose, and that is to hand over Tony Stark!"