Senna and Yasminnie's parents were also present, their lips trembling and their fingers white.

The Holy Army of the Protectors unsheathed their swords and spears, and it was with great difficulty that they suppressed the boiling sound.

Burhan sneered: "You just said that you can't teach students to lie, but now you are talking about it!"

"Burhan!"

With a loud bang, Ibn Khaldun slapped his palm on the table, and the volume of the communication circle was not small, which shook everyone's ears and made Burhan tremble.

"How long will your lies last! We thought you would bring peace and progress to Nehr, but we didn't expect that you would bring us an even more crazy dictatorship!"

"You're not qualified to talk about this!"

"Then let's talk about the qualifications, Burhan, on my way here, I was told that in an hour when I opened the magic image of the teleportation circle, they were going to talk to their parents, Burhan, do you agree?"

Burhan said gloomily: "In public, all magic images that have not been approved are not allowed to be played. You don't understand such a clear and clear law, how do you become a principal. ”

"Because you lied. How else can I trust your so-called laws? Burhan, who is not a sage, is infallible. But if you are obsessed and try to deceive the people with lies to satisfy your own selfish interests, you will be spurned by the people! At that time, you, who are to blame for all deaths, will take the city to hell!"

Burhan was furious and looked back left and right: "Close this old thing's communication circle, drag this old thing to the back, and beat it to death!"

The audience was in an uproar!

Burhan and his men were dumbfounded.

Burhan was agitated and made a big mistake, and the communication circle in front of him was not closed.

The dignified Great Berka, the Holy Mosque, was so angry that he threatened to lynch the headmaster of Nehr's highest university to death in public?

Some students shouted: "Tyrant, tyrant!"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and before Burhan could react, the furious roar was already rushing like an angry tide!

Governor Kadar's eyes flashed, and Saron took the opportunity to whisper a few words in his ear, and Kaldar nodded repeatedly, and Saron left the venue in confusion.

"Burhan Big Borka, do you say, play, or not?"

Bourhan blushed and nodded.

At that moment just now, tens of thousands of people shouted in unison for the tyrant, and he really had the feeling of being in the middle of a storm and watching the raging tide surge.

What a terrible power!

The arrow is on the string and has to be sent.

It must have been the people of the town hall who secretly fought back, it must have been.

Take a step back, no matter what conspiracy they do, I just ignore it, and afterwards, clean it up one by one!

But do you think that's going to happen?

Burhan whispered a few words to one of his men. The subordinates understood, and said loudly: "Due to technical problems, the line is faulty, and the image cannot be connected for the time being, and it is estimated that the repair will be completed tomorrow morning, please wait with peace of mind." ”

The crowd suddenly resounded with messy shouts and complaints, and even if some students used all their strength to shout "delaying the army", it was to no avail, and the atmosphere of tens of thousands of people who were willing to scold in unison just now had been destroyed.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Bourhan's mouth.

The right to speak is in my hands, and it is I who decide what to do!" he raised his chin slightly at his subordinates.

The subordinates understood, and said loudly for the second time: "According to the new situation, the Holy Mosque and the Holy Army of the Guardians will make proper arrangements! It is already late at night, and the book-burning ceremony is over, and tomorrow at 11 o'clock in the morning, here, the video will be played on time!

People must be very tired after tossing and turning for many days in a row, and they can be angry but not discharged, and once the scene is over, it will be even more difficult to gather people's hearts again. As for tomorrow at noon? one night and one morning, hehe, what magic image can't be made?

Damn old nerd, I'm not as good as you when looking for chapters and sentences, but you're far worse than playing propaganda!

The people looked at each other, and this is the end? I feel empty in my heart, I am at a loss, there is no result, this is the end?

But what if you don't leave? I didn't see that the people of the Holy Protector Army over there were all packing their things, and if they didn't leave, so many people were crowded together, and they couldn't go home until the middle of the night!

Forget it, let's go, let's go.

At this time, a huge sound suddenly resounded in the night sky: "Mom and Dad, can you see us?"

After a brief disturbance of the magic signal, the communication circle projected a clear image, and two girls appeared in the image.

Their parents recognized their daughter at a glance and spoke out, but there were so many people that their voices could not be heard.

There are students yelling, "Quiet, quiet, let them talk, let them talk!"

The crowd quickly quieted down to make way for them, and the poor parents stumbled towards the teleportation circle.

Burhan was furious and shouted in a deep voice: "What's going on in the communication control room!"

A cold sweat broke out on one of his subordinates: "It's students, it's students from Nehr University, more than thirty people rushed into the control room, and now they are operating." ”

"Go and stop the broadcast immediately, dare to obstruct, and kill without mercy. ”

"Yes!"

"Xena!"

"Yasminnie!"

When the two girls saw their parents, they cried loudly: "Mom and Dad, we are afraid!"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, where are you, where are you?"

Senna sobbed, "We are in the black cell under the mission center, and all exits are sealed. It's the Holy Army of Guardians, the Holy Army of Guardians! And so many sisters, all sealed down below!"

The vision of the communication circle gradually narrowed away, and beside the two girls, there were a forest of torture instruments, beating torches, and twenty or thirty girls huddled in a ball, hugging and crying, all unkempt, unclothed, and skinny.

Burhan secretly said that it was not good, but he pretended to be calm, cleared his throat and said: "Citizens, my dearest friends, what I feared most has finally happened. The demon sealed in the ground has finally awakened and is about to reach out to the ground. It is spreading through the polluted in an attempt to pollute your hearts. I thought, while everything can be salved, let us stop these communications that pollute our hearts! We still have a lot of work to do, and this war is not over yet. ”

At this time, in the crowd in the front row, someone suddenly pushed away the Guardian Holy Army who was blocking and shouted, "This is the end!"

As he spoke, he took off a black shoe and smashed it at Burhan!

Burhan was startled and dodged, for he was a little farther away, and he sat down on the stage again, the shoe passing over his head.

However, the average person has two shoes!

Seeing the shoe fall to the ground, Burhan peeked out from under the table to peep into the situation, and before he could react, the second shoe, impartial, was smashing on his face!

The audience was shocked, and no one spoke up!

The man was pushed to the ground by the Holy Protectors, unable to move, his eyes breathing fire, and he roared angrily: "Liar, tyrant, murderer!

Headmaster Ibn Khaldun was shocked: "Zaidi!"

He knew the student, a diligent and studious student, who majored in traditional culture at university and was a devout Muslan.

Burhan wiped a handful of nosebleeds and had a hideous face: "He is polluted by demons, clear him!"

Headmaster Ibn Khaldun shouted: "Stop!"

The steel knife fell, and the blood of the young man stained the square red.