C478 The Most Peculiar Shot

"Shaw, this is great, but I feel like there's always something against me. "

Just as Zhao Xiaoming left, Hubert came over with a bitter expression.

Without a doubt, he was worried that someone would shoot him.

It wasn't just him. Who wouldn't be worried? Even though the security check was done, people kept coming in. Hagan's few people were not enough.

No matter how well he thought about it in advance, there would always be changes.

Xiao Qiangbing said coldly and humorously, "Host, you have no problem with your mouth. What's wrong? Do you have a way? "

Nicholas stood there with a similarly nervous expression. "Hubert, everything has changed. Brother Xiao, you've done your best. You can only depend on luck. "

"Brother, I'm definitely going to make friends with you. We'll just have to depend on luck. " Xiao Qiangbing said with certainty.

The two groups of people had come because Xiao Qiangbing had instructed them to.

These people had no weapons, they were all ordinary citizens.

"Sir, they've never seen a gunfighting bandit before. They want to speak. " This guy probably didn't know what was going on either, so he said it in a vague way.

A few people in ragged clothes came over and Xiao Qiangbing asked a simple question. Without even thinking, he pointed at Hubert's wireless microphone and said, "Hubert, give them the microphone. They are representatives of the public opinion. "

Quite a few people present felt that Hubert could not give it to them. After all, he was Helis' Golden Microphone '. They really did not expect him to give it to them right away and even personally deliver it to them.

"Old man, if someone else goes on stage, you'll be fine. " Xiao Qiangbing was secretly delighted.

A few citizens went up. A guy with no legs tore off his tattered clothes. He curled his lips and said in a choking voice:

"Listen up, this wound was made by the bandits. They stabbed me with a knife. I saw my intestines. They called me laugh. They called me laugh. "

The old man cried before he could say anything. The muddy tears slid down his face and fell down. It seemed that only at this moment did he dare to say it out loud.

Below the stage, countless spectators were in a solemn mood. All of a sudden, these scenes resonated with them.

The kind people started to cry. The timid people held their loved ones' hands, afraid that something would happen.

"Kill him, kill him. "

Finally, someone shouted loudly.

These people were from the west. The people from other places didn't seem to react in time. Someone from the crowd on the east side shouted out in different voices. "Torture him to death, torture him to death, don't let him get away with it"

In a place among the crowd, two bandits were trying to pull out their guns. They suddenly raised their guns!

Danger was coming!

Tyson and the others on the stage in front of the nightclub were unaware of all this. They had already pressed Dale to the ground.

"I, Tyson, didn't become the Fist King. I've been doing useless work all this time. Today, I'm awesome and proud. Hehe. . . " Tyson put a gun to the back of Dale's head. He could not suppress his emotions and shouted almost crazily.

The effect of his shout was beyond his imagination.

Similarly, the people below the stage were stunned at first, then they started shouting.

Don't look at how many people here were hoodlums. Even hoodlums hated the people of Darkness Starlight.

New grudges, old grudges, and grudges were all counted on Dale.

Seeing that he was about to shoot, Fatty Liu anxiously whispered from the side, "Old Tai, Old Tai, urgent order. "

Seeing his serious expression, Tyson thought that something had happened and came over with a gun. He asked in confusion: "Director Liu, why is someone aiming at me?"

Fatty Liu had just received a phone call.

On the phone, Xiao Qiangbing looked at the people who were complaining with a serious expression. Each of them spoke with tears streaming down their faces. He didn't care whether Fatty Liu heard him or not. He said in a low voice:

"Shoot a person. Killing him with one shot is considered cheap. You can slowly kill him. . . "

Fatty Liu felt as if he had obtained a treasure. A few words immediately flashed across his mind:

Fun!

Satisfying!

Satisfying!

Wow, so magical!

. . .

The live broadcast was still going on, but the person complaining went up again.

It was a middle-aged man. Before he could say anything, he fell to the ground in grief.

He was helped up by the person beside him. He massaged his chest and pinched the person in the middle. After a long time of persuasion, he finally made it clear.

This guy was forced by the bandits back then. Before he said he would not do it, he cruelly called him the middle man. He raped all the women in the house. Whether it was big or small. . .

"Old man, did you see that?

This is a bandit, this is a shameless person. . . "

Xiao Qianbing could not take it anymore and said angrily.

Nicholas already knew about these tragic stories. When he heard them now, it was also difficult to suppress his sadness. His turbid eyes were filled with faint tears. A wave of anger rose in his heart and he said:

"Xiao. . . No matter what I do, I will always remember you. You have brought hope!"

"Ready, fire!"

On the screen, Tyson gently raised the muzzle of his gun. It was probably his first time doing such a big thing. He was overwhelmed by emotions as he shouted loudly, as if this was the only way to give him a sense of ceremony.

He raised the muzzle of his gun, and it looked like he was about to pull the trigger.

He heard a commotion from the southwest crowd.

"Bang!"

The gun rang, and the bullet of justice shot into Dale's head!

This fellow was sent flying more than a foot away by the huge impact, and he trembled heavily. His neck tilted. He fell down as if he was dead.

In the southwestern crowd, Hud and Alec were leading a few fellows to cause trouble.

They pushed the group of people away and raised their hands.

In their hands were black grenades!

They aimed at the crowd and were about to throw them out.

Hudd's face was hideous. He widened his eyes and a vicious scene appeared in his mind.

It exploded, and a wave of air rose up. Dozens of people were blown up into pieces, and they kept screaming. The officers and police officers in the middle panicked. He took the opportunity to escape and disappeared among the panicked crowd. He went back to his room and rose three times. Super, money and beautiful women came one after another.

He shook his wrist. He looked further away. As long as he threw it in, more people would explode.

"Ah!"

"Ahhhhhhh!"

The person who was pushed away screamed in fear as he squeezed with all his might.

At this moment, a few men in black suddenly appeared behind them. They wore hoods on their heads, and a clear and sharp voice was decisive and fierce:

"Cripple them!"

After a female voice, the men in black easily raised their long, strange guns, and shot towards the necks of those people.

This gun was really strange. The moment it pierced into those people's necks, they all struggled and trembled a few times. They could not even stretch out their hands. First, it was the sound of the grenade hitting the ground, then they fell down.

These people were all poisoned!

The crowd continued to panic and were about to run when they heard a loud and clear voice from the loudspeaker. "Calm down, calm down. All the criminals have been caught. Don't panic!"

It was Zhao Xiaoming. This fellow's voice was extremely loud.

The effect of intimidation immediately came.

Those who were still in shock looked over here. They saw that he was holding a long spear in his hand, giving people a feeling of valiance and valor.

At this moment, they heard shouts coming from several places:

"Look, what's going on. . . "