Bang bang bang...!

The mob saw that Prince Peng Peng was about to run away, and they raised their guns and shot one after another.

The momentum is there, but the accuracy is too far behind.

After all, in such a short period of time, learning how to use a firearm is already the limit.

Precision is something that takes a long time to practice, and it also depends on talent.

If it goes on like this, maybe Prince Peng Peng will really escape.

Abel, who was hiding in the shadows, couldn't help but shake his head, sure enough, it was a group of rabble, and it was useless.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness the Prince, if you let you run, the rest of the show won't be able to begin."

"So please die. Rest assured, I will spend all the wealth you have accumulated for you."

Abel pulled out the pistol that Doflamingo had given him, aimed it at Prince Peng, who was fleeing for his life, and then gently pulled the trigger.

Bang!

Prince Pengpeng, who was running, fell to the ground.

"Save... Help me..."

Prince Peng Peng stretched out his hand to the No. 1 dog leg in front of him, he didn't want to die, his eyes were full of desire to survive.

No. 1 Dogleg subconsciously wanted to save people, after all, everything he did came from the person in front of him.

But in the next moment, the shouts of killing had already been heard.

"Hit, that brute hit!"

"Catch up and kill him!"

"Don't let him go, I'm going to cut him with a thousand knives!"

No. 1 Dogleg hesitated, if he brought the other party now, it was very likely that the two of them would not be able to escape.

Rather than two people dying together, it is better to live one.

So No. 1 Dogleg didn't hesitate any longer, ignored the hand that Prince Peng Peng stretched out to him, turned around and ran.

Seeing this scene, Prince Pengpeng's face immediately became extremely distorted, and his eyes were full of resentment and anger.

Then he was overwhelmed by what he called the angry mob.

The people who were selected to attack this manor were basically avengers who caused the destruction of their families because of Prince Peng Peng and the dogs around him.

So they don't care what will happen after killing Prince Pengpeng.

They don't even want their lives, what else is there to be afraid of?

In just an instant, Prince Peng Peng was beaten into a hornet's nest and died unwillingly.

And that's not the end of it, there are people in the back who are still in line, waiting to empty the ammunition on Prince Pengpeng, even if it's just a corpse.

"Stop fighting, let's go! The palace army is almost there!"

"Let's go, it's too late if you don't leave."

"You guys go, it's worth it to avenge my daughter with this old life, give me the rest of the ammunition, and I'll cut it off for you."

"Count me in, Lao Tzu has lived enough."

"Yes, you don't lose by killing one, you earn by killing two!"

"Leave me some ammunition too, Made, what a waste of hitting that brute just now."

"Everyone..."

"Let's go, the future of the rebels will depend on you."

After a while, most of the personnel scattered and fled, leaving only dozens of old things waiting for the arrival of the kingdom soldiers with a relaxed face. Z.br>

Then there was another burst of gunfire, and a fierce exchange of fire ensued between the two sides.

。。。。。。

In the royal palace.

The king couldn't help but close his eyes when he looked at Prince Pengpeng, who had been shot hundreds of times on the ground and was almost beaten into a pile of rotten meat.

Although he is indeed a little doting on his little son, it is not like this.

And when he opened his eyes again, there was no sadness in his eyes, only coldness.

"Gather all the soldiers and search the whole country for the whereabouts of that mob, and if you find it, kill it!"

"If there is anyone who shelters, kill!"

"No, I don't

Reporter, kill!"

"Rumor-mongers, kill!"

"Then all the mobs that were captured before were put to death, and the bodies were hung as an example."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The king waved his hand and told them to hurry up, and then he heard someone crying in the main hall.

Turning his head, it turned out to be the No. 1 dog leg of Prince Pengpeng before his death, and he was crying loudly on the corpse of Prince Pengpeng.

It seems that in this way, he expresses his loyalty.

Seeing this, the country nodded, "Yes, you have a heart."

"His Royal Highness the Prince treated me like a mountain when he was alive, and the villain is really unrecompensable, woo woo..."

"In that case, then you can be buried with my son. With you by my side, I guess my son won't be alone down there."

The cry of the No. 1 dogleg stopped abruptly, and his face was extremely exciting!

But it was too late to regret it, and immediately a soldier dragged him down.

"No, I... Hmmmm."

"My son is dead, how dare you live alone like a dog?"

The king muttered to himself, then fixed his gaze on the old guns in front of him.

If he wasn't old and confused, these guns should have been the ones his soldiers had just replaced.

"What a means, my son died unjustly."

When he saw these old guns, he had already guessed the cause and effect of the whole thing.

But the arms dealer named Abel had long since disappeared.

The ships docked in the harbor also left with a lot of wealth.

All that's left is a mess.

What a ruthless heart!

But this revenge must be avenged, and those mobs must die!

。。。。。。

A big event happened in the Kingdom of Bliss.

Prince Peng was killed by a mob in a manor on the outskirts of the city.

The king is wrathed!

A large number of soldiers were sent to begin a nationwide search for the mob.

There is a reward for reporting, harboring the same crime!

And once discovered, shoot directly on the spot.

Those mobs themselves are the people at the bottom of the country, and they don't have "I am a mob" written on their faces.

And these mud-legged people are more united than they think.

So there is little to gain.

Things didn't progress, and the unlucky ones were naturally these soldiers.

And then things started to get out of control.

Many innocent people have been implicated in this.

Since the real and fake mobs can't distinguish between the real and the fake, they simply prefer to kill the wrong ones rather than let them go.

It doesn't matter if you're a mob or not, as long as I think you are, then you are!

If you don't want to make some achievements, the next unlucky person will be yourself.

All of a sudden, cries, screams, gunshots... All sorts of voices are messed up.

In addition, the partners who had stayed in the manor after the interruption were all executed, and the bodies were hung up for public display.

This finally made the rebels unable to endure it any longer.

So the fierce battle was staged in an instant!

The real mob appeared, and there were more and more of them.

It seems that every moment someone is being forced from a good citizen to a mob.

At this time, the mountain of old munitions in the hands of the rebels immediately came in handy, one for each person, and when someone came, they sent it!

It's hard to shoot this thing, but it's easy to learn how to shoot.

When the fuse was lit, the masses who had been oppressed for a long time finally began to really resist.