Chapter 192 Who stole the emcee?
On the second floor, Situ Linchen's face was ashen as he stared at the arrest warrant that had not received a confirmation message after being sent: "Didn't you receive it? That shouldn't be the case."
Muze, who was lying in ambush on the perimeter: "Third Electronic Countermeasures Team, immediately activate the strong magnetic field signal channel and forcibly push the arrest warrant to the public channel."
Just when the electronic warfare was at a stalemate—
A faint, almost imperceptible odor wafted from the ventilation vent above Olma's head.
"Enjoy yourself, groom-to-be," Lorraine said, gracefully waiting to see what would happen.
However, just a second before the scent of the medicine touched Olma's nose, the space beneath Olma's feet suddenly distorted.
This is a space displacement technology array that Caesar set up in advance. A device that is only one square meter in size is worth one billion star coins.
"Go sober up in the sewers," Caesar said with a wicked grin.
Teleportation array activated!
Buzz!
The folding of space created a massive vortex of airflow. This force was downward, enough to instantly suck Olma away.
However, under the interference of the strong magnetic field, the center of the teleportation array's vortex shifted by one meter and deflected into an upward airflow, resembling a mini tornado.
The nerve gas that was about to enter Olma's nose was swept away by the strange wind and rushed towards the guests in the front row.
"What...cough cough cough!"
As for the vortex eye that was a meter off-center, it made a soft popping sound.
The emcee, who was standing next to Olma and holding a microphone to read the oath, vanished into thin air before he could even let out a scream.
A microphone fell to the ground with a clatter.
Immediately afterwards, from the microphone that had fallen out, came the emcee's shrill scream, seemingly transported to an unknown location:
"Aaaaaah! There's a ghost—!"
The next second, all of the Ao family's immediate family members in the front row sneezed uncontrollably.
Achoo! Achoo!
"Oh my god... my face... why is it twitching..."
Mrs. O covered her face in horror, her features twitching wildly. Not only that, she began to wave her arms and legs wildly, as if she were dancing.
"Pfft—" After an embarrassingly drawn-out sound, an unpleasant odor spread.
Puff! Puff! Puff—
One by one, the women of the Ao family panicked and covered their skirts.
Standing at the back of the crowd, Ning Shuyin stared in disbelief at the chaotic dance of demons before her.
The ring malfunctioned, the emcee disappeared, and a guest convulsed...
She thought about it and realized something was wrong.
Slightly close your eyes to release your senses.
"Just as I thought!" she thought through gritted teeth. "Those four guys were hiding at the scene of the accident."
Inside the banquet hall, the front row was in complete chaos, with people running from noses and tears, and convulsing. The curtains on the banquet hall's terrace were pulled open.
A tall, handsome figure walked in.
The newcomer was dressed in a plain linen robe, with his blue hair tied up and draped over his left shoulder.
Gu Lei remained calm and composed, his steps measured. In this technologically advanced setting, he seemed like a scholar who had stepped out of an ancient book. He even carried a rare paper folder in his hand.
The surrounding guests were unconsciously intimidated by his aura and subconsciously made way for him.
On the stage, Su Qianqian was still holding the ring in her hand.
The moment she saw Gu Lei, she let go without hesitation.
The ring rolled to the ground, and she jogged across the stage, lifting her skirt.
Then, under the gaze of more than a hundred pairs of eyes in the room, she extended her hand to the blue-haired scholar.
This scene caused an uproar among the guests.
The eldest daughter of the Su family openly held another man's hand at her engagement banquet?
Olma was covering his nose, trying to fight off the stench in the air. This sight instantly enraged him.
"Where did this poor, pedantic schoolteacher come from, daring to touch my woman!" As an SS-level powerhouse, his energy surged, and his aura was fully unleashed.
In his view, killing this frail scholar would be easier than crushing an ant.
But Gure was completely unaffected by Olmawei's pressure.
He calmly opened the paper folder in his hand and pulled out a document with the Alliance watermark.
“Mr. Olma,” his voice was clear and gentle, “you are not worthy to hold Miss Su’s hand.”
"What nonsense are you spouting!" Olma roared.
Gu Lei pushed up his glasses, his tone as steady as if he were lecturing on a podium: "Based on my investigation of the last generation of rebel orphans on Gamma Star, I discovered that your proud SS-level combat bloodline was not naturally awakened, but rather originated from an ancient transfer technique."
Upon hearing this, Olma's expression changed.
He suddenly stretched out his hand, his palm strike carrying a gust of wind, and attacked Gu Lei directly.
Gu Lei pulled Su Qianqian behind him. But he himself did not flinch.
However, when Olma's hand was still half a meter away from Gure's face, it seemed to suddenly sink into some kind of colloid.
He was completely unable to move an inch.
Gu Lei remained unfazed and continued, "Your genes are powerful, nourished by absorbing the life potential of navigators. Therefore, I don't believe someone like you is qualified to be Miss Su Qianqian's marriage partner."
Upon hearing this, Madam Su froze on the spot. The next moment, she turned around and glared angrily at Madam O, who was still sneezing and tearing up: "Your family actually plotted such a thing!"
At this moment, Olma, whose darkest secret had been exposed, completely lost control.
He clenched his right fist, gathering enough energy on the knuckles to shatter the alloy wall, and slammed it down on Gu Lei.
"I want you dead!"
This punch was fast, accurate, and ruthless.
However, Gu Lei remained standing in the same spot, only slightly raising his hand.
Olma's fist, which was carrying immense force, stopped abruptly once again.
The feeling was like a raging wind crashing into a thick wall.
Olma's eyes bulged out, and the veins on his forehead were bulging.
He felt as if he were locked in an invisible space, and no matter how he activated his powers, he could not complete the attack.
Gu Lei, however, remained calm and composed, flicking his wrist lightly.
Olma stumbled backward, falling several steps. He stared in horror at the seemingly harmless man before him, his instincts as a strong man telling him that this man was far more powerful than he seemed, and that he couldn't possibly touch him.
The tide has turned.
The surrounding VIPs kept a physical distance from the Austrian family, as if they were avoiding the virus.
All of this, starting from when Gu Lei entered the arena, had only taken three minutes.
At that moment, he gently closed the folder in his hand, reached out to Su Qianqian, palm up, and gently opened his hand.
"Let's go, Qianqian. Let's go keep our romantic date."
Su Qianqian looked at him and solemnly placed her hand in his palm.
The two held hands and walked quickly toward the curtains on the terrace.
The Au family seemed to want to give chase, but they were surrounded by Madam Su and her men, who looked unfriendly.
Olma's face turned ashen. Knowing his scheme had been exposed, he ignored the disheveled state of Olma's family and friends and slunk away through the crowd.
...
On the periphery of the crowd.
Ning Shuyin watched the two figures disappear through the door and couldn't help but reveal a standard auntie smile.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk."
As expected, the male protagonist in the novel is able to complete the plot on his own, which is normal. After her minor role, the female supporting character should have her own happy life.
Chaos erupted in the banquet hall, with constant arguing and pulling sounds.
Ning Shuyin hummed a little tune to herself as she walked toward the elevator.
The transparent light path of the particle bridge extends beneath your feet.
On one side of the bridge, a waterfall hundreds of meters high cascades down the cliff, its roar echoing as it plunges into the deep valley below, shrouded in thin clouds.
On the other side of the bridge, a range of slumbering mountains stretched out. In the night sky, the extraterrestrial asteroid belt twinkled faintly.
Amidst the breathtaking scenery, we walked back to the guest room area and swiped our swipes to open our room doors.
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