Chapter 76 Hostage?

The concert officially began. Pan Hongsheng exchanged a VIP seat for a first-class seat next to the three women, and then four people sat together. Perhaps because of coincidence, Zhang Bowen and Pan Hongsheng were also next to each other, but just sat behind them.

"Brother Sheng, are you handsome today?" Zhang Bowen looked down at Pan Hongsheng and said that the young man had scored 110 points for his performance, and he had always been outnumbered by others.

"It's not bad, but remember to do it faster next time." Pan Hongsheng nodded. The sequential and seductive teaching was the king's way. He ate a fat man in one bite and could only chop to death in the end.

"Don't talk to each other. Can you watch the show?" Su Xue glanced at Zhang Bowen, and then snorted at Pan Hongsheng, which made the two look at each other awkwardly, and then focused on the stage.

Because it is a public welfare form, the whole concert has been closed. The reporters are all concentrated in a corner in front of the stage. As the audience's shouts gradually weakened and the sound effects gradually increased, a man in silver armor walked to the stage step by step.

With the appearance of this man, the whole concert boiled up after a short silence.

"Today, I would like to thank all the investors in Jinjiang City for coming to see my performance. I am very honored. Similarly, I am also very grateful to have so many friends to come today. Thank you." Lin Junjie bowed very modestly. The child's acting skills are obviously not low, which is almost comparable to Pan Hongsheng's dog's child.

"Wow, so handsome!" Pan Hongsheng curled his lips and looked at Su Xue, who was dancing. The girl was heartless and lungless. Pan Hongsheng could not be angry with her. Although the little girl brought by Su Yatang Jiajia and Zhang Bowen beside her was much more shy, her eyes were still starry.

Pan Hongsheng didn't remember a lot of nonsense at all. Everyone applauded and applauded. Everyone applauded and curled their lips. To be honest, how many artistic cells can you have for a child who came out of a poor country? Maybe this is Pan Hongsheng's weakness.

With the singing of one by one on the stage, the audience under the stage is slowly immersed in the atmosphere of the concert, but it may be because of taking care of many young investors in the VIP seats. Lin Junjie's songs are generally lyrical and basically slow songs, but for Jinjiang, even if It's enough to make them excited for a month.

The song on the stage continued, and in the basement behind the stage, a middle-aged man squinted at the six computers in the control room, looked at the young man dressed in black with a dark smile and said, "Xiao Xing, are you ready?"

"Okay." A trace of excitement flashed in the young man's eyes. He knew how much trouble it would cause to the Lin Group in reputation if it succeeded. At that time, he would find other groups to beat the water dog together. I'm afraid that his father's assets would instantly soar to the highest point in history, and as the first successor, he also knew that this would stabilize him now. How helpful is the status?

"That's almost enough. Let's start when the song is over. Remember to be strong after you get on stage, and I'll watch you." The middle-aged man smiled and said, to be honest, he was still very gratified. Although he had a finger broken by Pan Huashan, he still had a good son. As for the man who was struck by lightning, his son was lost just one month old!

Watching his son leave, the middle-aged man gently snapped his fingers, and then came from not far away two men in black clothes. Because of the relationship with a hat, he could not see the age at all, and he could only vaguely feel that the two were upright.

"Because twenty churches in black to protect him secretly, and then ask a church in white to follow him." The middle-aged man said indifferently.

"Yes, my lord!" The straightforward answer sounded, and in the blink of an eye, the two men in black left the control room, leaving only the middle-aged people staring at the well-known faces of Jinjiang that had been thrown by the camera, and there was a trace of ferociousness on their faces.

Knowing that Jinjiang has an army, but he is still fighting in Jinjiang. As the chairman of the Huaqiang Group, the head of the Hua family, he is not a fool, because he knows that if there is no army in the Lin Group, he can be rescued by Lin Junjie, who is pushed to the forefront of the storm by his own strength. At the same time, although he will not The vitality is greatly damaged. Only the participation of the army can ensure that their plan will not be covered up.

In fact, it's a little unpleasant. Hua Qiang has a plan to do so, but he knows that if Lin's Group and Pan's Group are allowed to develop like this, it's only a matter of time before he is annexed. He knows that it's better to die than to die, so Hua Qiang planned such a scene.

He even secretly tamped with Lin Junjie's concert in Jinjiang.

At this moment, on the stage, Lin Junjie is singing a song with the theme of first love. The green and soft voice seems to draw the whole song into a pattern of first love. Many girls off the stage shed tears because of excitement, and Pan Hongsheng is also listening quietly, because he can hear that this song is using Heart singing.

While everyone was listening to the song with an intoxicated face, suddenly there was a harsh glass rubbing sound, and then the light on the stage dimmed in an instant. The crowd listening to the song suddenly became noisy. Lin Junjie wanted to stabilize these people with his voice, but found that the microphone had lost its sound. The next moment, he suddenly felt that he was Something was wrapped up, and then his head fainted as soon as he sank.

Pan Hongsheng was naturally also in the noisy crowd. His first reaction when he realized that something was wrong was to let Zhang Bowen take the little jasper closer to himself, and then slightly adapted to the dark and looked at the people around him with vigilance. Fortunately, the people in the first-class and VIP seats were not too flustered, and the chaos was mainly focused on people-to-to-people. The second-class seat.

"Cough..." In the light, a cough suddenly sounded, low and cold.

With the sound of a cough, all the lights were turned on in an instant during the concert. The day-like lights made many people unable to open their eyes because of discomfort. When they saw everything on the stage again, they found that there were more than 20 people in black standing on the stage, and the accompanying dance had long been gone. Except for these more than 20 people, they were on the ground. A black cloth bag.

"Hear everyone." The leading man smiled in a low voice and then said, "Thank you for attending Lin Junjie's concert. I'm really sorry to cause trouble to everyone now."

No one spoke under the stage. Although there were 3,000 people present, except for the rich second-generation coward, it was basically the black fungus that followed the coward, and the group of people sitting in front of them were still waiting for the follow-up.

"Since it is a public welfare concert, everyone must know the final fundraising project, and my purpose is to complete this step in advance." The man said with a smile, "You can inform your parents to prepare money to redeem you. I haven't tried to kidnap 3,000 people at one time, but I don't know if the police will come."

Everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them. Although it was not ruled out that calm people like Pan Hongsheng were there, most of them fell into panic.