544 A beggar is still a beggar

With a deafening loud bang, the entire Palace of Versailles shook like an iron bucket holding firecrackers, and the two hundred and sixty windows shattered into a fence at the same time, and it seemed that a glass rain was falling outside the palace. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The huge iron-carved pearwood door of the palace fort also swelled in response to the sound - as the huge deadbolt bent into a bow, the two huge doors also bulged into balloons. The palace gate, which has expanded into a ball, is already the bending limit of the pear wood material, so it bursts when it swells to the limit, turning into an overwhelming array of sawdust sharp arrows, mercilessly shooting at the carriages, war horses, guards and servants outside the palace!

When the palace gate shattered, countless arms and thighs wrapped in blue military uniforms also splashed out. The palace gate is like a blood basin with a large mouth spewing thin meat foam, and the fishy smell is like a strong wind.

But no one can complain about the fishy smell. Because the horses, servants, and guards outside the door were all pierced by the raging sawdust. Their bodies were broken like scarecrows, and they were swept away by the shock wave, rolling and slowing down on the ground like autumn leaves, and finally piled up in front of Gongmen Avenue in seven and eight places, painting the hundred-meter avenue blood red, if you look down from the sky, you will think that Gongbao has a red tongue sticking out.

Before the bloody rain wrapped in the stump and severed arm had landed, Isaac grabbed the emperor's throat and rushed out of the palace. He burst out of the red mist like golden light, cut through a sea of blood like a speedboat, and even cut a white streak on the bloody avenue, and the Emperor's feet rubbed wildly on the ground, and his military boots were so rapidly thinned that one suspected that his ankles were smoothed out, for his feet were smoking.

One second passed, and the Palace of Versailles was like a tin bucket that had been blown up by cannonballs, and it was smoking in the square, the gate of the palace and castle was like a bloody mouth, and the avenue of the palace and castle was like a scarlet tongue. The corpses of veterans loyal to the emperor are like garbage discarded by fishmongers, piled up red at the end of the "red tongue".

The beautiful Place de Versailles, cut in half by a sea of blood. The grass is green on one side, and the scarlet stench is on the other.

And Isaac, who was shining with golden light, had already pushed the emperor out of the palace two hundred meters and stood panting on the beautiful Place de Versailles. He pinched the emperor's neck and lifted the flimpy Fran the Great aloft into the air, like a monkey holding half a piece of venison.

Fran the Great's limbs hung down, his hands and feet fluttered like willow branches, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he was miserable.

Sporadic gunfire rang out in the distance. It was the veteran guards who were ambushed by the Foreign Legion and disarmed.

And the two hundred glorious guards who followed the emperor himself have become a pile of garbage, like the internal organs of chickens and fish discarded in the vegetable market.

In the grassy square, a large number of people gathered at some point. There are well-dressed bankers, there are cautious public officials, and there are ministers who probe their brains. They were like black pressed ants, and they gathered around inch by inch to confirm the emperor's death.

The emperor, dressed in a scarlet uniform, hung in Isaac's palm and swayed, his worn military boots dripping blood, and his ankles were gone.

Isaac held the Emperor all the time, like an immobile native, just to show off the head on his spear.

Irresponsible whispers gradually infected the crowd:

"Has this tyrant finally been sanctioned?"

"Paris is in a state of flux. ”

"The Chancellor of the Exchequer is not lying...... Isaac is the gospel of freedom!"

"It's a bit rough, though...... But the fight for freedom is also understandable. As long as you serve Isaac, you will definitely be able to live a good life. ”

At this time, the stubborn emperor slowly opened his eyes. He tried in vain to relieve the suffocation in his neck and looked weakly down at the victorious Isaac.

The Emperor knew that he would never be able to defeat the golden Isaac, but he did not hesitate to swing the sword that was bound to fail.

Because he is the emperor of France, and because his army is the will of the law. Therefore, the strong man guards the country, and the king dies!

Then, when the Emperor drew his sword and rushed towards Isaac, he was struck violently within a fraction of a second and lost consciousness. When he woke up, he was already held up in the air like a chicken, and it was pointless to lose.

Isaac waited for the emperor to open his eyes, and the thrill of revenge completely erupted, making his voice as sharp as a woman: "Do you hear those whispers? They don't want your discipline. They all want my anesthetic. ”

The emperor pursed his lips and tried to resist: "The people will not forgive you. You'll be infamous as a regocide for the rest of your life. ”

Isaac looked up and laughed. Then he turned his head and shouted: "Take a picture of the 'Emperor's Death' for the people of the whole country to see!"

"You?!" the Emperor widened his eyes. Only then did he realize that Isaac had the ability to broadcast live.

The crew, who was trained extremely professionally by Isaac, rushed out. They took the lead in coming out of the crowd, setting up the scenery, dimming the lights, dispatching and directing, and arranging group performances.

A swaggering Andrew walked out. With his big back combed and the appearance of a social elite, he walked over and bowed deeply to Isaac, and then carefully took the emperor's neck from Isaac's hand and lifted the emperor up again.

Fran the Great's guards were killed and wounded. In a fit of rage and desperation, he was pinched by the neck and used as a prop.

"The 149th scene of "The Beautiful Beggar Sequel", the finale starts filming. Session: Death of the Emperor. Isaac's assistant deftly announced.

Isaac set up the "Amaterasu system" and began shooting as soon as he said, "Let's shoot!"

Andrew angrily shouted at the grieving emperor: "If it weren't for you, the citizens of Paris would be rich! Your government is bloated, your officials are lazy, and everywhere in Paris is so dirty and dark! And the West is different! When I settle you, I will take my woman on a ship to experience the democracy and freedom of the western country." ”

The emperor was choked by the neck, unable to struggle or answer.

Isaac called "stop" and corrected the hero: "When you mention your home country, you have to show a sneering expression. ”

Andrew hurriedly smiled, bowed respectfully and said "yes", and then picked up the hunched and coughing emperor again.

The emperor was used as a prop, tossed twice, and was almost strangled to death. The scene was terrible. But everyone watched it with relish.

"When I settle you, I'm going to take my woman on a steamer and feel the democracy and freedom of the country to the west. After Andrew said this line, a sense of superiority rippled on his bright face.

"CUT! is good, the sequel to "The Pretty Beggar" is complete. Isaac stood up calmly and clapped slowly, bursting into applause. Everyone walked into the pool of blood and applauded Isaac gracefully. They congratulated with reserve, they were dignified and humorous, and their leather shoes were bloody and "click", but no one minded.

In this applause, Andrew didn't pay attention to seeing the emperor's eyes. It was a sad look full of pity, full of anger, like God looking down on a foolish people.

"Don't forget, who made the beggar pretty. The emperor sizzled and his teeth trembled: "If you forget this, a beggar is still a beggar." ”

Andrew didn't understand. He turned his head to look at Isaac in confusion.

Isaac walked over with an expressionless face, grabbed the emperor, and stabbed his sword into the emperor's lower abdomen, the tip of the sword drilled out of the emperor's military cap, and the bloody arrow shot to the ground.

"Drag the veteran guards to the outskirts and shoot them all and bury them. The finale of "The Beautiful Beggar" was broadcast to make the people of the whole country happy. Isaac calmly pushed the bloody emperor's body onto Andrew, wiped his hands and walked away.

Andrew hugged the corpse of the emperor who was constantly shooting blood, his face was as frightened as earth, and his pride and superiority flew out of the clouds, only knowing to repeat one sentence: "Yes sir." ”

The finale of "The Pretty Beggar" was broadcast simultaneously in Paris. The streets and alleys are discussing this exciting plot.

"Andrew is so handsome. The girls held their faces and exchanged experiences.

"We don't have any money today, it's all the fault of that faint gentleman. Now I'm finally free. The men who were discouraged looked forward to the future after the tea and dinner, raising their eyebrows.

Isaac establishes the Second Republic of France. He stepped down from all official positions and became chairman of the board of directors of BNP Paribas, funding both the ruling and opposition parties behind his back, thus officially taking over Paris. The kini index is rising, the economic crisis is approaching step by step, and all walks of life are singing and dancing, drunk and dreaming of death, and the whole country is satisfied.

In the tragic suburbs of Paris, an elegy is playing. Four regiments of guards loyal to the former emperor were collectively disarmed and shot on the outskirts. The gunfire continued all afternoon.

Before his death, a veteran of the Guards left the same last words as the emperor:

"I can win all battles, but Paris doesn't deserve to win this war. ”