Journey to another world in the subway

Chapter 179 Mission
A circle of audience gathered around the musician, dozens of people.

Sasha had to push and knead inside before being squeezed out by the crowd.

Music brings people closer and keeps them away, as if they share the fear of burning themselves too close to a light source.

Sasha wasn't afraid.

He was young, well-proportioned, and first-rate in appearance.

The lines of his well-kept face were not soft, if slender, and his green eyes did not look childish.

Black hair, not trimmed for a long time, but still very smooth.

His plain clothes are very eye-catching in the crowd, it is not clean that belongs to Baiweiletz.

Some of the musical instruments in his hands are like children's wooden flutes, made of plastic insulating pipes, and some are large, with copper keyboards, very high-end, and seem to be of great value.

The music played by the musicians with the instruments really belongs to another world and another era.

So is the musical instrument, and so is the owner of the musical instrument.

At the very first moment, he had already caught Sasha's gaze. He lowered his head slightly, and then immediately met Sasha's gaze.

The girl was shy, but it wasn't because of his eyes that she was offended, she was here for his music.

"So you are here, I finally found you..."

Su Mengfan was panting and sweating profusely and squeezed towards her.

"How is your injury now? It looks like you are recovering well?" Sasha asked as soon as she came up.

"It's almost recovered, and it's better for you to take care of it." Su Mengfan said with a smile, and raised his arms to Sasha, indicating that he had recovered, and he had the saber stuck in his waist.

"Slick tongue, but why are you here, where is Homer?" Sasha was amused by Su Mengfan's behavior.

"He's gone. Packed everything and left. Probably to Dubrynin Station..."

"Gone? How could it be so sudden, without saying hello, and just left like this." Sasha asked angrily, puzzled by Homer's sudden departure.

"Hunter came here, he chatted with Homer and then left. They have their mission." Su Mengfan nodded.

"What about us? What are we going to do next?"

"What are you doing? Of course you have to complete the mission left by your father!" Su Mengfan looked at Sasha with a smile on his face. The latter realized what Su Mengfan meant, and his face suddenly turned red with embarrassment.

And hit Su Mengfan's chest hard, while Su Mengfan held Sasha's fist tightly.

The others hissed at them in dissatisfaction. Su Mengfan stopped talking and listened to the melody of the music, looking suspiciously at the musician for a while, and the girl for a while.

The girl glared at Su Mengfan, expressing her dissatisfaction with Su Mengfan's behavior.

The hand held by him was also held tightly, unable to break free for a moment.

So, give up...

He clenched his backhand tightly.
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The flute player is, without a doubt, talented, at the pinnacle of his field of performing art, as if only yesterday he was being taught at the conservatory.

There was enough bullets in his handout instrument case to feed, or kill, all the people in a small station.

Su Mengfan had a bitter smile on his face, full of thoughts in his heart.

Such a melody seems familiar to Su Mengfan, but in order to recall where he heard it.

He really thought about it—in the old movie?In a radio concert? — but found nothing.

There’s something special about this kind of musical melody—one can resonate with the highs and lows of the melody, and involuntarily stay there, wanting to listen to the whole piece of music.

When the song was finished, there was thunderous applause.

If he didn't move on to the next piece, the crowd would keep applauding.

Prokofiev?Shostankovich?Su Mengfan's knowledge and understanding of music is pitiful, he can't guess the author of this piece of music at all.

But no matter who wrote such a beautiful melody, the musician in front of him did more than just play it. He added fresh sounds and fresh connotations to this piece of music, making it the first Double life.

Genius, genius.

For this genius performance, Su Mengfan was ready to forgive the musicians for throwing teasing eyes at Sasha like paper butterflies to kittens between performances.

Time to take the girls out of here.

When the song was over, the musicians compromised to the endless applause and planned to play the next song. Su Mengfan grabbed Sasha's wet protective clothing that smelled of bleach and pulled her out of the crowd.

"I've packed everything. I'm going to get my luggage." He paused.

"I'll go too." The girl said immediately.

"Do you know what you are involved in?" Su Mengfan asked quietly.

"I know everything. I eavesdropped on your conversation." She looked at Su Mengfan provocatively, "Plague, right? He intends to burn everything, dead or alive, the entire station." Sa Sa stared at him seriously and said.

"No, I said it was their mission, not ours. As for our mission, I will tell you on the way." Su Mengfan asked Sasha to explain.

Sasha nodded after listening, indicating that she understood.

Before they had stepped out of this deserted corner of the hall,
She walked side by side with Su Mengfan silently.

"My father is dead. Because of me, it's all my fault. I can't bring him back to life. There are people out there who are still alive and who can be saved. I should try. He needs Me." She said the last words slowly and uncomfortably.

"Who saved it from? How to save it? This disease is incurable, and you have heard that too." Su Mengfan responded painfully.

"Save them from your friends. He is more terrible and swifter than any plague."

The girl sighed, "Disease will not take away all hope from people. Someone will recover one day. There will always be one person among a thousand people."

"How? Why do you think you can be saved?" Su Mengfan looked at her seriously.

"I saved it." The girl replied not very sure.

Is the girl overconfident in her abilities?
Su Mengfan didn't want to pour cold water on Sasha, but he thought it was necessary for him to vaccinate the girl.

"Plague, those things are not what we want to do. We have a more important mission. Didn't you always say to go to the ground to see it? Our mission this time is to go to the ground and find the paradise that belongs to it. Our Xanadu belongs to everyone, to the entire human race.”

After finishing speaking, he asked Sasha to wait on the chair and went to pack his luggage by himself.

(End of this chapter)