After their gaze fell upon a figure hidden in the darkness of the night.

Wang Yueheng pointed in that direction:

When I see you again…

"See you again..."

From the audience's perspective.

Wang Yueheng's gesture was like he was saying goodbye to the entire audience.

This foreshadows the end of his performance tonight.

Ah~~~

"See you again! See you again!"

"The god of music!"...

Another wave of overwhelming shouts swept over us.

In the direction Wang Yueheng pointed, a female spectator even fainted from excessive excitement.

However, Agent James, sitting in his seat, inexplicably felt a pang of unease.

He clearly noticed it just now.

Wang Yueheng's finger is pointing at himself.

Moreover, the look in his eyes revealed an indescribable coldness.

It seems that the final line, "see you again," was spoken specifically to himself.

"No, he's just an ordinary singer, how could he possibly know I exist?"

"It must be my imagination. I'm just too nervous and sensitive..."

James shook his head and immediately tried to console himself.

He then took out his phone and sent messages to the other agents:

"Move immediately after the target's performance!"

However, after sending the message, I waited for half a day.

But not a single member responded.

It was as if everyone had fallen silent.

"Damn it, what's going on? Are they all so engrossed in the music?"

Seeing this, James couldn't help but curse under his breath, considering whether he should use the internal dedicated line.

Contact the headquarters of Intelligence Division Six and give these people a warning.

"Clatter"

Just then.

James suddenly felt someone tap him on the shoulder from behind.

His keen senses and alertness as a secret agent made him instinctively turn around sharply.

At the same time, he reached into his coat and gripped the pistol tightly.

The entire movement was completed in one smooth motion.

However, all he saw was a young Asian man wearing sunglasses, staring at him with a cold expression.

The other person was holding a black stick whose material was unclear.

At first glance, he looks like a blind person.

"What's the matter?"

After scanning the sunglasses-wearing boy in front of him up and down, and determining from experience that the other party was not a threat to him, James frowned and asked.

At the same time, I broke out in a cold sweat.

I was a little distracted and careless just now. If the other party was planning to assassinate me, they may have already succeeded.

"Your teammates are waiting for you on the rooftop. We hope you can go and meet them."

"Let's discuss the next steps together."

The bodyguard, Wu Zhu, spoke expressionlessly in a low voice in English.

"Teammate...you...you are..."

Upon hearing these words, James looked shocked.

Apart from the headquarters of Intelligence Bureau Six, no one knew about this mission.

His other teammates would never interact with an Asian stranger!

Therefore, this sunglasses-wearing boy in front of me is definitely not here with good intentions!

James instinctively reached for his gun and fired.

Unexpectedly, the moment he drew his gun, the stick in the sunglasses-wearing boy's hand struck him directly.

A powerful electric current instantly coursed through James' entire body.

His body, which was as strong as an ox, immediately went limp and he slumped back into his seat, trembling uncontrollably.

White foam even came out of the corners of his mouth.

"He was so excited that he fainted."

"Excuse me, thank you!"

The next second.

Wu Zhu simply hoisted the burly agent, who seemed to be having an epileptic seizure, onto his back and headed straight out of the crowd.

Meanwhile, the audience, busy raising their hands and cheering, paid no attention to the boy in sunglasses and quickly made way for him...