Chapter 179: Give Me a Gun!

From that failed escape to the capital, the condemned prisoner was sent to the capital for interrogation. He was not even allowed to go to court too publicly, and the central leadership sentenced him to death. And the autumn queen asked to behead.

If he hadn't been rescued today. Then it is less than half a month before his execution.

Anyone who has had such contact knows that the emotions of the condemned prisoner before his execution are extremely restless. Knowing that death is imminent, but there is no way to detach himself. That struggle in the face of the fear of death is enough to make a person's spirit extremely perverted.

From the moment the condemned prisoner appeared, the clown knew that the condemned prisoner had been reduced to a complete madman.

Even if he was saved, that deformed psychology could not be alleviated.

So, the moment he came forward, he couldn't help but complain about why the pianist tossed for hours without even killing a single person?

Perhaps killing has become a way for him to vent his resentment. Only this method can give him a temporary peace of mind.

The pianist was a little helpless.

The purpose of his visit was not to kill, but to save people. Even threats and intimidation are only a means of coercion. If you really want to kill too many people, it is impossible for the official to release them easily. Even in the end, the fish died and the net was broken.

This time he was questioned by the condemned prisoner, and he was a little speechless.

"Give me a gun. The condemned prisoner walked up to the stage and reached out to the bandit next to him and asked for a gun.

Click.

The condemned prisoner opened the insurance and paced to Han Qinghe's side.

"Do you like to stand out so much?" the condemned prisoner narrowed his eyes slightly, his face full of hideousness. "I heard you're still a big star, very famous?"

After saying that, his face suddenly changed, and he picked up a pistol and pointed it at Han Qinghe's head: "If I kill you, will it cause a big sensation in Huaxia? ”

The condemned prisoner obviously wanted to vent his pent-up emotions. And it's not just about killing ordinary hostages. Rather, the real influential big stars!

His various behaviors, this guy has gone crazy. Don't leave yourself a way out at all!

people, the government has already put it.

If he kills a big star at such a juncture, it will cause great social panic. Then the end must be conceivable!

The pianist stepped forward with a slight concern and whispered, "We don't have to do this. Safety first. ”

Syllable!

The condemned prisoner slapped the pianist in the face with a backhand. His face was swollen on the spot, and his mouth was full of blood.

"Are you teaching me how to do things?" the condemned prisoner's voice was chilling.

"Don't dare—" The pianist hung his head slightly.

When he joined the Order, he decided to work for the Leader. Then his life has already been dedicated to the organization. Whether it is life or death, it is not his turn to decide.

The condemned prisoner is the precious son of the chief. What he said was the same as that of the chief. He must comply with it, and there can be no objections.

Even in terms of strength, in terms of comprehensiveness, he is stronger than death row prisoners. But that's not the point, the point is, he has a strong and good father.

"Kill you. I'll kill her again. ”

The face of the condemned prisoner was hideous, and there seemed to be thousands of cold ice in those dark eyes.

He wants to pass on all his suffering to others!

And the one who killed her again. It was Song Ruyu, who had been kidnapped by him once before.

Secretary General of the Town Hall!

The pianist frowned slightly, and his mood was quite heavy.

If you really want to kill these two women, even if they release all the hostages, I am afraid that it will be difficult to get out.

After all, one is a superstar with idol value and extremely high popularity. The other one is a deputy department-level leader. The great steward of the city government.

Slaughter a phenomenal idol, a high-ranking government official. Can the authorities tolerate it, and can they let them leave China?

Seeing the pianist's delicate face, the condemned prisoner couldn't help but grab him by the collar and asked in a cold voice: "Waste thing! Do you really think that we can get out of here safely without doing anything?"

"I can promise you!" said the condemned prisoner in a cold voice. "The moment I came out of prison, there was an order from above that I had to be shot. ”

The pianist pursed his lips slightly, nodded and said, "I believe it." ”

"So- stop talking to me about any more nonsense. Whatever I say, you just do it!" the condemned man pushed the pianist away. Turned his head to look at Han Qinghe, whose face was like water. "Little beauty, although I will feel sorry for killing you. But unfortunately, I'm in a manic mood right now, and I have to kill people to vent my anger!"

His finger had already probed into the trigger, and as long as he moved his index finger, he would explode Han Qinghe's head with one shot. Since then, the fragrance has died!

"Stop! Don't touch our idol!"

Offstage, there were young people shouting.

Today's Han Qinghe is no longer just an idol for countless fans.

The power brought by her song "Blessing" is no less than spiritual sustenance. Let them find a little comfort in the desperate situation. It also gave them great encouragement.

Without Han Qinghe's leading role, many people may have been destroyed by this atmosphere of suppressed fear.

"You criminal! If you dare to touch a single hair of Han Qinghe, we will never let you go!"

For a while, the crowd was furious and pointed the finger at the death row prisoner.

The clown saw all this, but did not come forward to say anything.

But if there are his former comrades-in-arms at the scene, they must understand what he is thinking and preparing for at this moment.

Once the situation changes, the clown will really conjure up a magic trick doused with blood. Brilliant magic.

Song Ruyu stepped forward and asked the death row prisoner: "You don't keep your promises?"

She is not afraid of death.

Her background determines her stubborn temperament.

There are no timid people in the Song family. There is no one who is afraid of death.

She just doesn't want an excellent high-quality idol like Han Qinghe to be killed in public. She is still young and has a great future. You don't deserve to die here.

"Trustworthy?" the condemned prisoner turned around abruptly, looking directly at Song Ruyu with fierce eyes. "Do I look like a trustworthy person?"

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