"Ahh - "Screams of terror immediately erupted in a large area in the crowd, and people fled in all directions.

The instinctive reaction of a person is to lie on the ground with his head on the ground or immediately crouch down when he hears the gunshot, and this is no exception.

Like a tide of people, the thousands of people immediately leaned or lay down, like the tide abdicating, at that moment, Min Yichen's vision suddenly broadened, and at that moment, only the dirty bomb carrier was still in front of him and fled!

Min Yichen quickly raised his gun and aimed it at the back of the dirty bullet.

"Bang! - "But it was a sniper bullet that hit the head of a dirty bomb, and in the other direction, someone killed a dirty bomb half a second early!"

King's Landing!

King's Landing had changed into a field tactical suit at this moment, and shot a dirty bomb on the steps of the summit fifteen meters away.

The dirty bomb fell to the ground and died, bleeding all over the ground, and the crowd immediately scattered in panic, while the remaining part of the people, about 2,000 people, was still stupidly frightened, looking at the dead on the ground from a distance, and the extremely tall and handsome man in a black trench coat not far away.

Many recognized it and exclaimed, "That man is not ........."

And Min Yichen couldn't care about anything at this time, so he immediately rushed forward and broke the dirty bomb's hand, which didn't matter.

Min Yichen immediately felt numb on his scalp, and brushed the long broken hair in front of his forehead with his hand.

The worst happened.

"The countdown went off, didn't you?" At this moment, Jun Lintian had already run over, and he and Min Yichen were piercing, looking at the dirty bomb dead on the ground.

King's Landing reached out and took off the biosimulation materials used for plastic surgery on the nose and chin.

The corpse lord of the forest said that he was also exhausted, and because of the telephone incident, he was suspicious.

In order to be foolproof, the dirty bomb gave him a makeover before leaving, cutting his hair short and dyed it blonde, wearing blue contact lenses and gold-rimmed glasses, and changing the Chechen mousse race with black eyebrows and curly hair into a southern European race.

The dirty bomb passed the facial recognition security check, but the ugly face and strange sickness did not escape Min Yichen's eyes.

"Just open it and see......." Min Yichen said, moving to uncover the deceased's shirt.

A scar in the shape of a large centipede was shockingly presented in front of the two of them, and the most terrifying thing was that through the flesh and skin, both of them could see that there was actually a red cursor beating inside.

"Let's do it." In the next second, Jun Lintian and Min Yichen worked together for the first time - the two did one thing together - they removed the sutures and tore open the centipede scar!

It's disgusting!

"Ahh - "The masses who did not flee around, the timid immediately frightened half to death, half covered their faces, looked at the president of the Far East and the chief designer of the city's landmarks, opened the hot belly of the deceased on the ground, and suddenly turned the flesh and blood outward, miserable.

"That person ......." In the crowd, a brown-skinned girl whispered to the person next to her, "Isn't that person Kunta-sama?" ”

"yes, isn't that our Kunta-sama?? .......”

For a while, the remaining one or two thousand people gathered around and began to whisper.

"Kunta-sama is still alive? Lady Kunta didn't die three years ago, huh? ”

The indigenous people of the Golden Triangle, hundreds of thousands of people who don't know Shang Quang Kun Pagoda, who haven't received many charitable donations from the Mekong Godfathers?

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, but Min Yichen and Jun Lintian didn't have time, and they saw such a scene - in the abdominal cavity of the deceased without spleen, there was a thing like a detonator.