C479 This Is Great

There was a scene on the screen that no one had ever imagined: the evil Dale after being shot, his head kept shaking, his body struggling, relying on his strong physical strength to keep going.

He didn't die at all!

The plot had turned upside down.

Right now, most of the spectators were cursing Dale and the bandits.

Especially those who were complaining on the stage. They were bawling at the screen. Someone cried out involuntarily: "God, why didn't you take that demon away?"

This was the reaction of most people. Some people looked at the crowd of law enforcement officers in the middle and rushed towards Crete, complaining, "You can't be so useless, kill this demon, kill him, he will continue to do evil. . . "

Among the people in the middle, their expressions were divided into two sides. Minister Crete and many others did not know what was going on and scolded Tyson in their hearts: Blame the bandits for being so arrogant, it's your police who is too incompetent. A gun that was perfectly fine could not even kill a person.

"Shaw, how did you do it? My heart can't take it anymore. If this continues, the people will lose control of their emotions. I'm warning you, if that's the case, you won't be enough. "

Crete wasn't very confident to begin with, and now he looked like he had been deceived.

This fellow was regretful. Why had he announced this personally in the past? Now that these people had reached a critical moment, they were so useless. Those who showed themselves in public would definitely receive revenge in the future.

Next to him were two judiciaries, one fat and one thin. The fat man kept raising his collar, fearing that he would be taken pictures by the hidden bandits. He was very careful, afraid that something would happen.

The thin guy, on the other hand, was different. As long as he had time, he would look up at the person complaining on the stage.

Just like them, he had been stabbed in the heart by one tragic story after another. His heart had always been filled with sadness and pain. He wished that he could kill the bandit soldiers at once in exchange for justice for his dead family.

When Fatty saw that his superior was angry, he immediately became careless. He aggressively walked towards Xiao Qiangbing and said in an unfriendly manner, "I have always suspected you, eastern man. No one can see what you are doing.

The feeling is getting worse and worse. No, if you carry out the death penalty, you will carry out the death penalty. The person you recommended actually couldn't kill him. "

As this fellow speaks, he prepares to capture Xiao Qiangbing.

At this moment, a figure pounced over and grabbed his neck. He was so excited that he almost screamed, "Brother, are you blind? Look, what's going on over there? "

Fatty was still staring at Xiao Qiangbing coldly. Xiao Qiangbing treated him like an ant as he looked forward. It was as if he was air. A part of him did not exist at all.

"Yes, I didn't kill him, I didn't kill him. Hehe, you see. "

A police officer beside him reminded him to look quickly, then said angrily and fairly:

"Fatty, I advise you to be sensible. God can testify that Officer Xiao threw him more than ten meters away. If he could throw you to death, he wouldn't even use a gun. "

Fatty suddenly remembered that when he had just come in, Zhao Xiaoming had kicked him. Xiao Qiangbing had caught him lightly. With his skills, he didn't even have the right to carry his shoes, let alone fight.

This fellow turned around with a flushed face. When he saw the scene on the screen, he immediately opened his mouth nervously.

Tyson held a military knife in his hand. In the midst of a chorus of shouts, he stabbed it into the gunshot wound on Dale's head. He could vaguely hear his voice:

"Everyone, according to the judicial regulations, this condemned prisoner can only shoot once, but the law states that he must tear it apart. Then I'm sorry, I won't shoot a second time, but I can use tools. . . "

The stab immediately caused Dale to cry out in pain.

His ferocious face looked into the distance, and his brain was being stirred by the Bayonet. Only he himself could feel that kind of pain.

In front of him were fists and faces. He immediately thought of the scene of him killing others, begging for mercy, screaming. . .

"Dale, you have such a day as well. I heard that you have killed a lot of people. How old are they?"

Tyson was enjoying himself. He had never thought that a big shot of the bandits would be under his command. He changed the way he dealt with them. The hatred from the past and the grievance from the past had suddenly erupted.

He had not forgotten that he could not let this guy die early. If that happened, it would be too easy for him. He would not be able to face the hundreds of thousands of lives that had been lost in Crown Prince City at all.

And he had died a horrible death.

Dale was tortured until he was in a daze. His neck was full of blood, and he actually said vaguely:

"Too many, from seventy years old to the baby in the mother's womb, hehe. . . "

As his perverted voice rang out, the people on both sides were stabbed in the point of pain again. One by one, their fists waved under the sunlight, and curses rang out incessantly.

Even the judiciary fatty was dumbfounded as he watched. He excitedly turned his head around, raised his thumb, and said with incomparable admiration: "This is too miraculous! It's true! "

How could Xiao Qiangbing have the time to deal with him? The important thing at this time was to monitor the bad guys in the crowd.

Looking around, the crowd in three directions was filled with anger. There was no quiet place at all.

Huang was now in charge of regulating the equipment. He held the four remote control with both hands and was busy. He was afraid that the broadcast would not be good and the line would go offline.

"Instructor, the overall situation is good. Our people are 50 meters each. These guys were educated on the spot and became more active. They have made up their mind to not be polite when they found out about the bandits. "

Hagan saw him looking around. He quickly ran over and gave a simple report.

According to what he said, Xiao Qiangbing patrolled the area again. He found that the policemen were all fully armed and standing a few meters behind the security belt. They were still on alert. He felt relieved. "John's first target was to create chaos. Monika and the rest are here.

After going through security checks, the problem is not too big. The second is to get rid of us. The distance is too far. The third. . . "

He guessed that John and the others would only attack a certain civilian when it was absolutely necessary.

This was how it happened. The scale of the investment was related to the harvest. Since they couldn't bring short-range missiles, they killed a few useless people.

He was more or less relieved. Hagan walked up to him and said with a smile, "Instructor, there will be such a thing next time. I will go.

Tyson, Tyson did not perform as well as I did. Now he has become a hero. Go back to the station. He is a great hero. "

Without a doubt, this wasn't just his idea, many police officers would think so too.

In their opinion, bandits were not undefeatable demons. As long as they fought fiercely and with a little bit of thought, they would be like paper tigers. They could also be stepped on and punished.

Xiao Qianbing also smiled and comforted him, saying, "He did well. You did the same. Have you guys ever controlled such a big scene before?"

Of course not. Hagan smiled and said shyly:

"Never. This is the first time, the first time. . . "

Xiao Qiangbing was just about to look for Zhao Xiaoming when he heard the guy in the walkie-talkie report in a hurry:

"Qiangzi, another four or five groups of people have been discovered. They are going to jump over the wall in desperation. "