"How did Qiu Nanfu's son and daughter-in-law die?" Wang Rong sat down beside Ling Pei.

"What? Do you want to co-opt him? Ling Pei suddenly smiled evilly: "Or do you want to adopt his granddaughter?" ”

"Evil woman!" Wang Rong glanced at her angrily: "I don't think he and Li Hongbo and Ulopolos are exactly the same people." just wants to avenge his son and daughter-in-law, and he is not a vicious person. ”

Ling Pei let out a long breath: "When there was a dispute in the Eastern Region, he died. Qiu Xiaoyi is very clear about the specific situation, you might as well ask her again. ”

Wang Rong sighed and walked in the direction of Qiu Xiaoyi.

At that time, the eastern region had just cleaned up the surrounding environment, and a large number of engineers and workers and soldiers worked together to create living areas and warning areas, although there were many disagreements at the top, but the people at the lower levels did not know that they were still looking forward to the days when they could live in peace and stability after the nuclear war.

The army is still on guard on the perimeter, and life in the security zone is already underway.

To celebrate the occasion, the researchers organized a banquet. In fact, the so-called banquet is a slightly better food and some stored wine, everyone sings and performs a show, which can be regarded as relieving the breath of death in a desperate situation.

The General Administration of the Capital City arranged a banquet hall. The banquet hall was still full of laughter and laughter, and the sound of the music changed, and the sound of the piano, which had been flowing like spring water, became cheerful, and the other instruments struggled to cooperate.

A clown wearing a wide red and white polka dot costume with thick makeup on his face, squeezed his eyebrows and walked out of the backstage and walked to the stage, as if he saw too many people, a little nervous, one after another. After taking several steps back, he stumbled and fell to the ground.

The men and women of the research group burst into laughter.

The clown sat on the ground, nodded and apologized to the guests in the audience, the heavy makeup on his face could not hide his embarrassed expression, his hands were propped on the ground for a while, and suddenly, the clown felt a few roses from under his buttocks. The banquet hall suddenly burst into neat applause, and the clown simply continued to sit still, taking out one rose after another from under his body and throwing them down the stage, his face had changed to a cheerful smile.

The clown has already changed the show, and after the magic is over, he will change to juggling, which attracted a round of warm applause from the audience, and the clown was turning his head hard, and suddenly a man walked out of the back of the stage, wearing a light gray suit, a white shirt, and a red tie. He looked to be about thirty-five or sixteen years old, tall but somewhat thin.

The man smiled and walked up to the stage, walked straight to the microphone on the stage, and coughed softly: "Ladies and gentlemen, hello. My name is Xu Zongda. ”

The clown sitting on the ground froze there, knowing that this man was not an actor on the ship.

"I regret to inform you that this is not the time for more votes to win less, and that there can only be one voice and one order for the Eastern Region to survive. As for those who disagree, you better die! Xu Zongda waved his hand, and dozens of men in black uniforms wearing hoods and submachine guns appeared around the banquet hall, and the cold muzzles of their guns were aimed at the men and women in the audience.

"To prove that I'm not lying...... Well, so be it! Xu Zongda took out a delicate pistol from his waist, held the black lacquer handle in his hand with his wide palm, and raised it casually.

Syllable!

A bloody hole appeared in the clown's forehead, and the bullet pierced his skull, and the clown, who had just brought joy to many people, had turned into a cold corpse before he could figure out what was happening, and slowly lay down on the stage, a stream of blood flowing down his face along the bullet hole, quietly washing the makeup on his face.

Screams, cries for help, footsteps......

In an instant, the entire banquet hall boiled.

A dense burst of submachine gunfire erupted through the banquet hall like fried beans. The chaotic crowd immediately squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, and no one dared to make a sound anymore, only the uncontrollable low sobs of those men and women were faintly heard.

"Not everyone is going to die." Xu Zongda said nonchalantly: "However, don't challenge my patience. Now, please cooperate with my people and let me know who you are! The damned will die, the damned will die, and I don't need to kill indiscriminately. ”

Li Hongbo's gaze quietly wandered over the banquet hall, and the entire banquet hall was almost completely controlled by the garrison. But almost two words mean that they are still a little oversight. On the right side there is a small window that can only fit one person out.

There, unguarded, under the window, squatted a young man and a young woman, who looked like husband and wife.

Li Hongbo's brows furrowed even tighter, the man was actually the same as him, there was no panic on his face at all, and he watched the actions of those garrison soldiers for a long time.

Qiu Qizheng is Qiu Nanfu's son, and he didn't know that he had been targeted by Li Hongbo.

When Qiu Qizheng was walking around the banquet hall before, he had already noticed this small window.

Then taking advantage of the panic just now, Qiu Qizheng skillfully shifted his position and squatted under the window. Now Qiu Qizheng is confident enough to slap this window open, and then get out with lightning speed.

Li Hongbo narrowed his eyes and glanced obliquely in the direction where Qiu Qizheng was.

Li Hongbo looked around the banquet hall carefully, and suddenly said loudly: "I have something to say." ”

Xu Zongda stood proudly on the central stage, and the submachine guns in the hands of several garrison soldiers were immediately pointed at Li Hongbo, as long as he made any abnormal movements, thousands of bullet holes would be punched in his body in minutes. Xu Zongda said slowly: "Stand up and say." ”

Li Hongbo stood up, stretched out his hand and pointed at the crowd: "That woman has something in her hand, it may be a pistol or a bomb." ”

The two garrisons had already walked towards the position vigilantly with submachine guns, and Xu Zongda frowned and looked at the group of people.

At this time, the attention of the entire banquet hall was more or less focused on that area, Li Hongbo suddenly took out a pistol from under his ribs, held the gun in both hands, and with a loud bang, bullets flew out, piercing the body of a garrison soldier in front of him.

He was no less athletic than a young man, jumped to the left, his body was flat and rose into the air, trying to minimize the opponent's shooting area, the pistol in his hand did not stop, snapping twice, one shot hit the garrison, and the other shot hit a girl squatting in front.

Before the innocent girl could even know what was happening, the back of her head was pierced by Li Hongbo's bullet, and snow-white brains and scarlet blood splattered the faces of the people around her.

Several frightened women wept and hid their faces and ran wildly, and the entire banquet hall suddenly fell into chaos again.

"Let's go!" Li Hongbo fired several shots one after another, and he didn't want to kill the garrison soldiers, no matter who he hit, as long as he could make the banquet hall mess up. In Li Hongbo's mind, except for Lao Tzu, he can't die, and the rest of the people will die if they die.

Li Hongbo was ruthless, and ran to the window with courage, Xu Zongda's eyes were cold, and in a blink of an eye, he saw the window above Qiu Qizheng, and without saying a word, he picked up a micro. rushed, and there was a rush of sweeping at that window.

The whistling bullets pierced the bodies of many people with the sound of the wind, blood splattered everywhere, and the screams of the dying and the wounded were heard endlessly. Li Hongbo rolled on the spot, but did not roll to Qiu Qizheng's side as originally planned, but rolled obliquely to a woman's side.

As soon as he raised his head, Li Hongbo's pupils suddenly dilated, Xu Zongda changed a pair of magazines, and the cold muzzle of the submachine gun was pointed at him. Almost subconsciously, Li Hongbo pulled the people around him over and blocked him in front of him.

Her strength was so small that she couldn't break free of Li Hongbo's arms, and she was dragged by him towards the window behind her.

Everything in front of him seemed to slow down, and those people who were shouting, running, moaning, and scolding, their every move became clear in Qiu Qizheng's eyes. The bolt of the submachine gun was pulled back open, the muzzle of the gun was high-end, and the fingers were pressed tightly against the trigger......