Chapter Thirteen: Divine Powers in the Body and Difficulties (Part 2)
I don’t know how long it took, but the virtual images of the ‘sisters’ finally disappeared, and the slightly thicker breathing sounds of the audience in the black theater gradually turned back to normal.
At this time, Wang Tianyu, who had not spoken for a long time, finally spoke, and said to Zhang Chujiu beside him with unfulfilled feelings: "This feeling is amazing."
"It's not bad." Zhang Chujiu, who was concerned about it, was stunned for a moment, came to his senses, and replied casually.
"Pretending garlic and garlic, you will have no friends like this." Wang Tianyu curled his lips and said, "I need to supplement my nutrition when I see it.
It’s past 12 noon now, it’s time to have lunch. I don’t have a penny on it now, so I can help you buy lunch boxes.”
Zhang Chujiu was about to pay for money from his pocket, but Zhang Tengfei, who was sitting on his right, stood up and said, "I'd better go and buy it."
It’s so stuffy, and it’s troublesome to eat the lunch box without being cold or hot. It’s better to drink ice coke and eat hamburgers, which is simple and convenient.” He turned around and walked downstairs.
"Then I want spicy roast chicken leg burger." Wang Tianyu shouted hurriedly when he saw this. Because the sound was too loud, a 'shhh...' sound suddenly sounded around him.
At this time, the new movie had begun. The prelude should be a comedy romance film. After watching it, a sudden riot sound came from the downstairs, "What are you doing, what are you doing, how can you break into someone's house!";
"We are joint law enforcement of taxation, culture, and public security inspections.
I suspect that you are illegally operating the film and television entertainment industry, please control your emotions and do not violently resist the law, so as not to make a big deal of minor crimes.”…
Doing cinema business requires a certain operating environment, such as hygiene, fire protection, electricity layout, etc., all of which need to meet standards, and huge investment.
The black cinema naturally doesn’t have to worry about so many rules and regulations, and can be free from taxes, and does not have to worry about the cultural copyright of the film. It uses illegal alien smuggling high-tech image display equipment, which makes the profits extremely rich.
Therefore, it is always facing blows from the official management agencies. Once caught, operators will often be punished with huge fines.
If the moviegoer is an adult, he will be fined for slight voluntarily participating in the illegal acts. Of course, the amount will be reduced a lot, usually only within 300 yuan, which is harmless. It is just that the rumors are exposed and the face is a bit embarrassing.
If the moviegoer is a minor, he will be exempted from a fine, but he will be given a warning and educated and notified to receive it.
Such a punishment is much more serious than a fine for Zhang Chujiu. When he thought about it, he thought he had signed up for the "Martial Arts Hall". Grandpa, who worked hard to practice martial arts, knew that he actually spent his precious time scattering with his best friend to "fur".
He was also arrested by the police and was inactive. Zhang Chujiu's scalp became numb, and the golden energy hidden in his lungs became involuntarily.
However, this kind of ready-to-go is just that after he evolved into an extraordinary life and encountered a tense situation, he did not mean that he had lost his mind.
In any case, because of watching illegal small matters such as sesame and mung beans in black theaters, they use extraordinary power to break out with the government's forced conflicts in force, which is something that only madmen will do.
Zhang Chujiu could never be so crazy, he just panickedly thought about his ideas.
If you can't walk the stairs, you will inevitably have head-on conflicts with government inspectors; using the power of the golden evil to break the wall is too ridiculous, and it is likely to cause extramarital problems and cause unpredictable consequences.
In an instant, many thoughts flashed through his mind, but none of them were feasible. At this time, the inspectors had already rushed to the second floor and began to control the situation.
With "no one is allowed to move, where is the projector? Let the boss come up and turn off the projector."
"Everyone looks for the switch, turn on the light, move quickly, quickly." The command sound of the 'surreal simulator' was quickly turned off, all projections disappeared instantly, and the surroundings suddenly became dark, and the dazzling lights were on.
Just as others' eyes lit up because of the blackness and illumination, the pupils adapted to the changes in light. With the golden aura that penetrated the eye sockets, Zhang Chujiu, who had always been keen on his eyes, had already scanned the surroundings and found a path to escape.
It was a small window covering the black cloth more than 2 meters above the ground and close to the ceiling on the wall 5 or 6.
The strange pattern of the 2nd floor of the Black Cinema, which completely uses windows for normal lighting, is undoubtedly to create as close to the regular screening environment as possible, and the slightest sun and sky.
As for the small window, I'm probably because the space of more than 200 square meters is completely relied on air conditioning, and the electricity bill alone is extremely expensive. I have no choice but tolerate it during the show, but I can't waste it like this when it is closed.
Leave a small window and a smooth staircase to form convection, and natural ventilation is undoubtedly a better way.
But now this small window has become Zhang Chujiu's life-saving straw.
In an instant, his body reacted before his brain, mobilizing extraordinary power with the "Golden God Keli", and pushed his feet forward with each other. His whole body drew an arc in the air like a swimming fish in the water, crossing several meters of distance, and hitting the small window.
It was like a hot bowl tangenting towards butter. With an almost slight crisp sound of the wave, the golden evil spirit first broke the black cloth in the middle without any obstacles, and then cut the glass inlaid on the window into countless pieces.
In an instant, Zhang Chujiu had already walked out of the window. When everyone in the black cinema had changed their pupils at a few seconds, they adapted to the drastic changes in the light and restored their vision. He had long disappeared.
However, no matter how fast Zhang Chujiu moves, he will never avoid everyone's eyes and ears.
Among the inspectors, there was a young man in police uniform who seemed to be keen intuition. After the lights were on, he looked at the small window in confusion and saw some splashing broken glass on the ground. When his eyes lit up, he quickly walked to a short and fat middle-aged police officer and pointed at the small window as if he was asking for help, "Captain Huang, it seems that someone has jumped out of the window and ran away.
The window glass is broken.”
"Is that true?" The middle-aged police officer looked at the young police officer with a finger, frowned slightly, and said casually: "Xiao Liu, how can such a high window pass through?
It should be the glass blown by the wind, so don’t you just need to be a soldier?
Go and check with Haitao, Dazhen, Aqing and others, check the ID cards of the moviegoers, see if there are any minors, and register."
When the young policeman heard this, he showed a look of dissatisfaction on his face, but was pulled away by a smart peer beside him.
Chapter completed!