"What exactly is he trying to do?" Following their gazes, more and more people around looked up and began to watch Yan Huan climb the glass.

He used both hands and feet to climb higher and higher.

Until we arrived at the bottom of the giant screen that was playing the latest musical performance by the Robin.

"???"

"What is he going to do?"

"Holy crap, that guy is chopping at the big screen with his hands!"

"A hater of Miss Robin?"

"Guess so."

The crowd was abuzz with discussion, pointing fingers and whispering about Yan Huan's behavior.

Some say he's a pervert, while others say he's a hater.

"I understand... he's an assassin!"

The little girl stared wide-eyed in terror and exclaimed:

"That person killed my mother first, and now he's trying to harm Miss Robin on the screen!"

"Huh?" Miss Hound asked, lowering her head.

Where is the logic?

"He climbed so high, he must have been trying to get a better look at the details of the robin!"

The little girl was very determined.

"Just like a hitman always needs to see a photograph before he can kill someone."

The people around immediately realized that it made sense.

"Does he have some grudge against Miss Robin?"

"I guess it was sent by a rival celebrity, after all, Miss Robin's performance fee is relatively affordable?"

"So what do we do now? We don't know Miss Robin's contact information! We have to tell her about this right away!"

“Yes, yes… Pinocchio can’t do without the robin.”

high places.

Yan Huan pried at it for a long time, but found that the big screen was quite difficult to pry open, so she stopped and took a breath.

At the same time, his gaze shifted downwards, and he discovered a dense crowd of people staring at him.

"Huh? These are all my fans?"

Yan Huan squinted and looked closely. The people were shouting and making a ruckus, as if they wanted autographs.

"Can't you see I'm busy? Why would you need an autograph at a time like this?!"

After resting for a while, Yan Huan continued to hang below the large screen, pressing her hand against the screen's outline.

"Wait, look! What is he doing with his hands?!" someone exclaimed.

"It looks like they're doing something in the corner of the screen..."

"He's planting a bomb!" a woman screamed.

Everyone realized what was happening and exclaimed in amazement.

"Good heavens, they really are haters! They even went so far as to blow up Miss Robin's screen, this is outrageous!"

"Call the police! Quickly, get the hunting dogs here!"

Upon hearing this, Miss Hound quickly picked up the walkie-talkie, her expression serious:

"Call headquarters, call headquarters!"

"I've spotted a criminal near the Golden Hour shopping street. He's suspected of planting a bomb under the skyscraper screen. Please provide backup immediately! Please provide backup immediately!"

Soon, three helicopters flew over, their wings humming.

A large number of hunting dogs on the ground received orders to come here to evacuate the crowd.

"Everyone, stop looking! It's very dangerous here!"

"Although we don't die in dreams, we don't know who that person is. Perhaps they are a remnant of the Order! We must be careful!"

"Disperse, disperse... The hounds are on a mission, please go to a safe place."

With the hounds dispersed, there were no more ordinary people below the skyscraper.

At the same time, a helicopter roared up to Yan Huan's vicinity.

Sensing the strong airflow, Yan Huan couldn't help but glance at them:

"Does he have to go this far to get an autograph?"

"Sir! Please stop what you are doing immediately and hand over your Dream Passport for inspection!"

"Huh?" Yan Huan was completely bewildered by the voice coming from the loudspeaker.

"Inspect me? Why?! Are you sure you've made a mistake?!"

"I'm one of your shareholders!"

Inside the helicopter, the captain, who was piloting the aircraft, asked another member who was eavesdropping, "What did he say?"

The monitor frowned and said to the captain:

"It sounds like he's calling you 'husband'."

"Calling me 'Dad' won't do any good!" the captain gritted his teeth.

"How dare he try to sabotage Miss Robin's advertisement! Even if the King of Heaven himself came, he couldn't save him!"

Hanging high in the air on the glass of the skyscraper, Yan Huan, seeing that the helicopter was silent again, said impatiently:

"What exactly are you trying to do? This wing is buzzing so loudly, don't you know I'm busy?"

"If you bother me again, I'm going to pluck out Audi's beard!"

I finally managed to go back to Pinocchio, but whenever I tried to do anything, my family members would always jump out and harass me.

According to Yan Huan, it wouldn't be a bad idea to just help the company take back this place.

At least there aren't that many idiots in the company.

"Sir! Please hand over your dream passport as soon as possible, don't make us repeat ourselves!"

Inside the helicopter, another chilling shout came.

"If you don't hand over your passport in three seconds, we will take you into our own hands!"

"What? Firepower strike?"

Yan Huan was completely dumbfounded; he hadn't expected this group of people to be so brave.

Back then, I didn't even dare to say this to him openly on Sundays.

After thinking about it for a moment, he understood.

"Scott can call his company's people to beat me up, and old Audi can call his hounds too. Is this all for the Holy Grail War?"

Realizing that this might fall within the rules of the Holy Grail War, Yan Huan hesitated.

It seems reasonable for someone like Old Emperor Aurelius, who is the Master of the old Emperor Aurelius, to stop him from enhancing his Servant's combat power...

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