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- Push the golden mountain and pour the jade pillar!
Twenty-one Eight Immortals table fell down!
Like several floors collapsed!
The momentum is terrifying.
Now the people who watched the play could not care about the rules of the funeral group, and subconsciously let out a cry of surprise.
Some daring ones bit their lips, but the Eight Immortals table fell on them and the pain was unbearable. You must know that these things are made of solid wood, and they are all dead and heavy. When they fall, they will break bones and tendons It's light, it's lucky to have a bloody head.
Some were directly crushed to death!
And it was nothing more than being crushed to death, the wounded one was naturally painful, and they also wailed.
Just like that, the scene became chaotic.
The screams and exclamations were endless.
The big soldiers who were sent to maintain order were also frightened. They were all carrying guns with their eyes wide open, and they were at a loss for a while!
There was also a table that slammed into Yunsong, and Yunsong swung his fist and split the table with a big punch.
It hurts!
The solid wood table is domineering!
He rubbed his fists and looked into the air, where the actor playing the ancestor of the Qian family was hanging in the air.
Because he was wearing a robe and a mask, Yun Song couldn't see his physical state and expression changes, and didn't know what happened to him.
But it seems that he probably feels that this person is already cold.
The night wind blew by, and his body swayed stiffly with the wind, like a pendulum
There is no sense of life.
The scene was already in chaos, and no one cared about the rules of the funeral group's warning. An old man who thought he was highly respected came out and shouted: "Calm down, don't shout! Where are you? Where are the Qian family? Come out quickly!" !"
But no one cared about him, the voice became more and more noisy:
"Mother, mother, it hurts me to death, my leg, my leg is broken!"
"Second uncle, wake up, second uncle, second uncle! Second uncle is dead, God! Second uncle is dead!"
"Where's the funeral group? Where's the Qian's family! People, come out quickly, something happened! Something big happened!"
Finally, an officer came to his senses, took out his gun and shot three shots into the sky!
"Shut up your motherfuckers! Otherwise, I will all be shot!" the officer yelled at the top of his voice.
He waved his hand and ordered his subordinates to enter the field, and quickly brought them under control.
The sound of the gun is masculine.
Soldiers have killed people with murderous intent.
In this way, the situation improved, and the warlords who were hated by the people in the past became their backbone at this time.
The officer strode up to the stage, waved his pistol and shouted, "Where are the opera singers just now? Where are those opera singers? And the young and old of the Qian family? Get out!"
There was no echo.
He looked back angrily at the corners, there were soul-callers in both corners, but the soul-calling had stopped at this time, and there were only a few figures in the shadows.
The officer pointed at them angrily, and immediately a soldier stepped forward with a gun in his hand, trying to find them out.
However, they used their guns to touch the soul blowers, and these people fell to the ground immediately, followed by continuous crisp sounds¡ª¡ª
"Papa papa!"
These people fell to the ground and shattered!
shattered
Some soldiers shouted in alarm: "Grass! It's a dummy! It's a paper man!"
"It's not a paper figure, it's, it's a ceramic figure!" Another soldier said in panic, "Platoon leader, this is not a real person, but a ceramic figure!"
The light shone over, and the scene on the ground came into everyone's eyes.
? A round head, a dead white round face, black eyebrows forming a line, smeared blush, crimson distorted lips
The soldiers backed away in fright.
And there was another scream from below the stage: "Ah! Ah!"
The soldiers who were already terrified were even more frightened. The officer fired a shot in the air and shouted at the audience: "What are they called? Aren't they just a few dummies?"
"No, no, no, boss!" A man in the audience cried and pointed to the wall at the back of the stage, "Look at that, that! That, that!"
The officer looked over and saw a pile of dead bodies lying on the wall, very realistic, beheaded, burnt, or thrown, bloody and bloody
This made him tremble in fright. He felt that he had lost face, so he hurried back to look for it, and said angrily, "That bitch of yours, who is it? What's wrong?"
The man shouted: "That head belongs to Young Master Qian! It belongs to Young Master Da Jiang!"
Yun Song rushed over.
There was a headless corpse leaning against the wall with a head in its arms,"Tianba can't, it's just that Wang Tianba remained calm under the assassination just now, which made him realize that this person is not simple, his mind has not been messed up by the current situation, he is still very clear-headed.
But now it is inconvenient for him to pursue responsibility, so he followed the other party's words and said: "You are welcome, Marshal, Sanqing bless you, Pindao is not injured, but what about those people? Why did you shoot them?"
Wang Tianba said impatiently: "They are too noisy. Besides, they can't live anymore anyway. How badly do you see how badly they are injured? The commander-in-chief will give them a good time, which will help them and save them from pain sooner." Freed."
It is very shameless to say this.
He entered Qian's house and asked strangely: "The Qian family invited a funeral group to sing and perform funeral plays, so what about them?"
Yun Song was also wondering, he had looked for it, and Wu Yinyang and the others disappeared without a trace!
A large number of soldiers came to control the street, and then they searched carefully, but still did not find anyone in the funeral group.
The Qian family was indeed wiped out.
Even Qian Manjiang's underage son was killed!
The victim's methods were extremely cruel.
Wang Youde led people to search all night without any results. Wang Tianba was very dissatisfied with this, and shouted: "What a bunch of trash, you have searched for so many people but you can't find any trace of them? Are they still able to drill into the ground?"
Hearing this, Wang Youde's complexion changed: "Drilled into the ground? Marshal, the Qian family's ancestral grave!"
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