[MTL, BL] Goldfinger Old Attack Has Signed For [End Times Rebirth]

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Solomon's calendar year 4000, the Galactic Empire ushered in a new millennium, and the atmosphere was filled with joy.

On a planet no more than ten light-years away from the imperial capital Bahamut, various competitions are being held, one of which is hip-hop competition, which is attracting the attention of many people at the moment.

Because now standing on the stage turned out to be an old man of old age. He was not tall but very thin. He was wearing a black sports jacket and hot pants. His snow-white hair was neatly combed back, and he was wearing a black Glasses, with a friendly smile on his old face.

He was helped up by another old man. The two of them were wearing the same couple's clothes, one black and one white. When they trembled up the stairs, they scared the staff next to them.

"My old bones are really bad..." said the old man in the black jacket.

The old man in the white jacket said helplessly: "If you can't do it, don't jump?"

"No, it's just like the so-called sword is not old, and the charm is still there." Hey!"

The old man in the white jacket: "..."

After a while, the music started, and a hot dance song was played, and everyone in Taiwan immediately started to get excited.

In the midst of the dance of demons, the old man in the black jacket was particularly eye-catching.

He first took off his jacket slowly, revealing the two tactical belts inside.

"Wow—" screamed from below, "Grandpa, you are so trendy!"

The old man in the black jacket squeezed his eyes, showed a wicked smile, untied his belt, and pulled out two retro pistols from the back A snow-white dagger was drawn from the belt of his trousers.

Someone below said dumbfoundedly: "Grandpa, are you a Bahamut agent or a mafia!?"

That's not enough, the old man in the black jacket immediately took off his jacket again, and gave a set of silver hidden swords on his right arm to the It fell off and hit the ground with a clatter.

"...Ahhhh!" The audience in the audience screamed, lest the world be in chaos, "Grandpa, you are so handsome! Don't dance when you play with daggers!"

The old man in the white jacket shouted helplessly to the stage: "Stop playing, Huailin, come down quickly."

The old man in the black jacket pouted childishly, and finally took out a pair of retro handcuffs from nowhere!

The audience was in awe!

"Grandpa is coming for a hot jump!" The

whistling continued, the old man in the black jacket twisted excitedly, grabbed the pair of handcuffs, and fell forward suddenly.

"Wow!" The staff was so frightened that they wanted to rush up to help him.

Unexpectedly, the old man stopped precisely at a 45% inclination angle. After being stuck for two seconds, he suddenly fell on the ground, and when he got up, he turned two one-handed windmills and danced an extremely hot dance.

The fluttering of that white hair was really touching, not only the audience was dumbfounded, but the young people on the same stage also applauded dumbly.

"Wow, ah, ah, Grandpa, you're so handsome—"

Half an hour later, two old men, one black and one white, each held a huge cone and sneaked out from the backstage all the way.