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While Godzilla is wreaking havoc on the outskirts of the city, the Northside Sports Complex in Los Angeles.

There are tens of thousands of fans around the huge stadium, and in the middle is a colorful performance stage.

Di Minibus is dancing and singing on the stage. The colorful dance and beautiful melody together arouse the enthusiasm of the fans under the stage.

Colorful searchlights swept across the area, countless fluorescent sticks under the stage were waving left and right, waves of screams came one after another, and pleasant music reverberated in the audience.

"Well, the minibus sang very well." In the golden VIP seat closest to the stage, Qi Yu pursed her lips and applauded.

In the seat next to Qi Yu, there is a fan who is also a Chinese. He is a young man with a willow-shaped mustache. He is currently studying at the Faculty of Letters of the University of Los Angeles. In his spare time, he came here to listen to the popularity of China. idol concert.

"If you want me to tell me, the song of the minibus moves Liang Chen, and the air is like a valley. It can be called the sound of heaven. It is like the spring breeze in February, which is refreshing. This fare is worth one word!" Praise, but the comments are full of rhetoric, and the writing is brilliant, much higher than Qi Yu's Xiaobaiwen comments.

The character of this moustache youth is not bad, and it is full of personality, which is in line with Qi Yu's temperament. Qi Yu can talk to him. Since the concert started at seven o'clock, the two of them will talk to each other from time to time, which is also very enjoyable. Ah.

"It's very late, I have to get up and go back."

"The sun is not covered by clouds, and the dusk will be urged."

"Yes, yes, everything will pass..."

On the splendid stage, Di Xiaoba held a microphone and closed her beautiful eyes gently, singing her famous song ecstatically, and the fans under the stage were also listening in fascination.

However, at this moment, a sudden sharp sound of "Zi" suddenly interrupted her singing process.

Nourishes...

This harsh noise continued for several seconds, causing the ears of tens of thousands of spectators at the scene to experience a slight tingling.

Fortunately, after a few seconds, the abnormal noise finally weakened to silence, and in the process, the background music also stopped abruptly.

for a while,

The huge concert hall became almost silent, ghost-like silence.

After a brief silence, fans finally started shouting in the audience, blaming the organizers for a malfunction.

"What the hell is the organizer doing? My minibus sings so well, why did you turn off the music!" a Huaguo fan snapped.

"Yes, and the harsh noise just now, my ears almost deaf Smecta!" a Korean fan said angrily.

"Sheet! I spent 800 dollars to go to the concert, and you will give me such a tormenting sound?" an American fan complained.

When the fans were asking questions, a middle-aged man in a suit hurried out from the backstage. He walked along the red carpet path connecting the backstage and the stage, rushed to the stage, and stood on the small stage. in front of the bar.

This middle-aged man in a suit is the person in charge of the organizer of the "Di Minibus World Tour - Los Angeles, USA" concert. If there was no big trouble, he would not have come to the stage from his post. Very few people with discerning eyes in the audience saw the supervisor rushed to the stage from the backstage, and his demeanor did not seem to be very good, and immediately realized that there should be a major emergency.

Is the main audio equipment of the concert damaged?

Or is there a major fire in the background?

Or maybe some terrorists have planted time bombs in the lobby?

Before the supervisor started to speak, there were already all kinds of guesses in the audience.

"Everyone, please be quiet!" The supervisor held the microphone and shouted in a loud voice that could be heard in the audience.

"I'm sorry to tell everyone that this concert can only end here!" The supervisor sighed deeply, bowed his head and bowed apologetically to all the ticket-buying audience.

Unsurprisingly, as soon as the supervisor said this, fierce crusades erupted from the audience.

"***! I gave up a date invitation for a beautiful girl tonight, especially to watch the minibus's concert, you dog organizer said it was over?" A Chinese fan said angrily, pointing angrily. The supervisor on the stage cursed.

"Organizer, I'll go to your mother's Smecta." A Korean fan swears on the spot, throwing away the light stick in his hand, and smashing it at the supervisor on the stage, but unfortunately he bought cheap tickets, which are far away from the stage. More than 100 meters away, the light stick didn't hit the supervisor, but after flying more than ten meters, it smashed into the back of a Japanese person's head.

"Fake! The supervisor must accompany us to pay, otherwise I will sue you in court!" An American fan wearing glasses, sitting up from his seat, shouted loudly.

...

Seeing that the situation was about to become uncontrollable, the technical staff in the backstage finally adjusted the picture on the big screen of the stage.

As a result, the big screen that originally displayed the promotional poster of the Di Minibus concert was suddenly replaced by a brand new picture.

This new picture is not a pre-recorded image, but a real real-time satellite picture, which is broadcasting the real situation of the outside world synchronously. In front of the camera, there is even a well-known reporter from Los Angeles reporting urgently on the scene.

What caught the eyes of tens of thousands of fans was a 100-meter-high earth-colored behemoth, which was destroying the terrifying scene of high-rise buildings. The huge body of the 100-meter behemoth collided violently. The floor-to-ceiling commercial buildings turned into dust-filled ruins in just one breath. And behind this giant beast, there is a large area of ​​devastated ruins. It seems to be the entire sixth block of the southeastern coastal area of ​​Los Angeles. It is not difficult to see that those ruins have just been destroyed, and they are still smoking. , burning with fire.

Witnessing what happened on the big screen, for a time, everyone in the concert hall could not help but widen their eyes, with expressions of horror on their faces.

"My God! That's in the history books... Godzilla?"

"Could it be that the end of the world predicted by the Mayans has come?"

"Lord, I am guilty, please forgive my sins, so that I can live in the last days!"

"According to his speed of destruction, it won't be long before the entire city of Los Angeles will be destroyed!"

"Los Angeles has become a battlefield for the military and monsters, we must get out of here and take refuge in other safe cities!"

When witnessing the real horror scene on the big screen, almost everyone has both shock and deep fear in their hearts.

It didn't take a moment for the scene to turn into a mess of porridge. People were crowded everywhere, shoving and running to the exit, all trying to escape from the gymnasium with potential safety hazards as soon as possible.

On the golden VIP seat in the front row, the young man with a mustache took out the key of the precious Porsche sports car from his pocket with a solemn expression, and said eagerly to Qi Yu in the adjacent seat: "Hey! buddy, I came here in a Porsche sports car. Very good, the speed is very fast, the car is outside now, let's go, I will take you out of the city quickly!"

"No need." Qi Yu shook his head and rejected his kindness.

Qi Yu did not continue to reply to his words, but looked up at the arrogant Godzilla on the big screen, with a serious expression, "Dare to disturb me at the concert?"

"Hehe, even if you are a creature standing at the top of the food chain recorded in the ancient biological books, so what?"

"Even if you are a god above the millions of species on the earth, you must pay the price of your life!"

Qi Yu's brows were furrowed, and a stern killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"Goodbye by fate!"

As the voice fell, he clenched his fists, raised his head to the sky, his feet were off the ground, and he rushed up!

Bang Ka!

In the stunned look of the young man with the mustache, on the thick ceiling above his head, an open-air pit with rubble splashed opened instantly.

"I...I...I...I...Grass!"

The moustache youth has a huge mouth, and his face is full of incredible expressions, and he feels like a dream about what he sees in front of him. Mobile users, please browse and read for a better reading experience.