"Fags." Looking at no one around, Fang Ze explained (pulled) to King Leonidas, "fag is a laudatory name for strong soldiers who are good at using spears and sticks here. On top of this, there is the more honorary dead fag, which is specially used to call those fags who dare to fight on the battlefield."

"Oh, so it is." Leonida listened to Fang Ze's words, patted his chest proudly and said, "then every Spartan can be called a dead fag."

"Keep a low profile." Fang Ze was not at all worried that this group of Spartans could see through Fang Ze's nonsense. After all, they can't surf the Internet and don't know others here, so there is no chance to understand the real meaning of fags.

After all, the Spartans, a self abusive nation, completely prohibit any recreational activities in their own city-state, in order to ensure that every Spartan is born for war, so they will not have too much curiosity about unimportant things.

"Are you worried that the people here don't know us and think we don't have the determination and ability to become a dead fag?" Leonidas raised his hands and said to Fang Ze, "hurry up and arrange our performance. I can't wait to let your compatriots know what a real fag is and what a Spartan dead fag is."

Leonidas shouted, "Sparta!"

"Sparta!" Other Spartan soldiers who followed Leonidas shouted together.

"Dead fag!"

"Dead fag!" The very penetrating cries of Spartans passed through the door wall and directly to the venue on the second floor, and were heard by almost half of the venue.

"Who is this shouting?" Lei, who just came from other places, heard the sound and asked Xiaohei curiously.

"It's a fag group invited by my good friends. They will perform later. So you only need to sing a song later. Don't hesitate to chat to delay."

"Since someone is performing, it's OK to sing." Lei looked at Xiao hei and said, "do you think I don't want to harvest a lot of fans in the cover section? It's really my voice that's not suitable for singing. Since someone is performing, I'd better chat for a while."

"Xiao Lei, it's not easy." Xiao Hei patted Lei on someone's shoulder and said, "since you don't sing, it's also excellent to perform a broken stone in your chest."

"Fuck your sister." Lei looked that he had a good relationship with Xiaohei, and immediately joked back.

Xiao Hei, who finished talking with Lei, came in, talked with Fang Ze about the performance time for a while, and asked what BGM he needed for the performance.

Although the people led by Fang Ze didn't go through any rehearsal, and there were no previous works for Xiao Hei to see. But Xiao Hei believed Fang Ze unconditionally.

Fang Ze took Leonidas back to the underground parking lot, and then picked out the 80 strongest Spartans, armed, and followed their King Leonidas and Fang Ze out of the underground parking lot.

Fortunately, Fang Ze's car was parked in a remote place, and there was no one around. Otherwise, when he saw 80 people getting off a car one after another, others would be scared to death.

Lei's appearance is a complete surprise for the Manzhan performance. After all, as an up owner with millions of fans, although he has been using love to generate electricity all the year round, the quality of each video is very high and the audience is also very wide.

So everyone applauded and welcomed.

However, any performance can not only rely on stars, but also have some hard skills.

Eighty Spartans are the hard skills of this performance.

Eighty one Spartans who got off the Wuling Hongguang bat car, except for King Leonidas, who didn't just wear a red cloak and big underpants to accompany Fang Ze, other eighty people wore their own shields and spears.

Just because Spartans don't have entertainment doesn't mean they can't perform.

If a group of Athenians performed the dance on site, it might be unacceptable to the modern audience because of the slow rhythm of the ancient dance. But now standing on the stage is a group of Spartans, who bring the most primitive and wild war dance to modern people who have never participated in war, which is enough to shock anyone.

"Lying in the trough, how awesome." Lei, who was standing under the stage, watched the Spartan performance and applauded sincerely, "it looks like a real Spartan."

"We are the real Spartans." King Leonidas next to Fangze heard someone's words and said seriously, "we are not only real Spartans, but also a group of dead fags."

"Poof!" Raymond heard Leonidas' funny words with such serious words, and immediately laughed with a little abdominal pain.

"No, No. I think it's good for you to call yourself a fag. Dead fags sound a little too much."

"Since you don't agree, you can also call us fags for the time being. But one day, we will let you become, in this world, only Spartans can be called dead fags." Leonidas continued to say to Lei seriously.

"Yes, yes, yes." Lei felt that the strong man in front of him was really too talented to be funny. He was willing to bow down to Lei because he could say such funny things seriously.

"These people you hired are all retired soldiers?" Xiao Hei watched the Spartan performance for a while and quietly walked to Fang Ze and asked. In fact, it's not just him. Many soldiers on the field are also guessing the identity of this group of Spartans. After all, the temperament of regular soldiers is too difficult to hide, even if it is just a group of cold weapon soldiers.

"Yes." Fang Ze whispered to Hei. "They are actually a group of soldiers in active service. It's just that they are not our Chinese soldiers. They will go to the battlefield a few days later. These days, they are here for the final rest before going to the battlefield."

"Mercenaries, going to the Middle East?" Xiao Hei thought he had guessed the real identity of these people.

"Almost." Fang Ze simply followed Xiao Hei's guess and went on.

"You are awesome." Little black didn't expect Fang Ze to invite a group of mercenaries to perform at his diffuse exhibition.

"Sparta!" "Dead fag!" On the stage, Spartans wielding spears and shields roared again.

"Sparta." The audience did not know why the Coser of COS Spartans, who was performing, insisted on calling himself a dead fag, but this did not prevent them from shouting together.

The performance was a great success.

Although there are not many people present today, the shocking performance of Spartans has been filmed. After that, make a performance clip and post it online, which is enough to bring considerable traffic to Manzhan.

When the performance was over, Fang Ze also left with the Spartans. Although it is still early, the accommodation of 300 people is not a good problem to solve, so we should solve it early.

PS: Chapter Five is over.