"Can I choose not to listen?"
"cannot."
Fu Anan whispered in his ear, "The bad news is that we have unknowingly fallen deep into the enemy's territory. Do you see those rows of spectators sitting in front? They are all players."
Fu Yizhi glanced over and asked, "What's the good news?"
"The good news is that they haven't discovered that I'm their enemy. Brother Fu, please cover us and we'll run away as soon as the wedding is over."
As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands, let alone now there are so many hands.
There is no shame in a short period of dormancy.
Fu Anan pulled the hair on her shoulders closer, trying to cover her face.
The three of them sat down in the most secluded corner.
The music in the auditorium began to sound, and a newlywed couple slowly entered through the door.
Fu Anan looked up curiously. The bride was still the beautiful bride, and the groom looked like a handsome young man with a rich and handsome appearance.
It's a bit hard to imagine that this is the same as NPC A who is desperate not to lend money, and NPC B who is desperate not to buy cake.
The morning sun was just right, and a beam of light shone through the colorful glass of the church, reflecting right in front of the pastor at the end of the flower path. At that moment, the newlyweds made a solemn oath facing the statue.
Everyone's eyes were focused on them.
The middle-aged priest held a thick parchment book and read the solemn oath in front of them.
The whole process was sacred and solemn, which was completely different from the bloody and violent scene that Fu Anan had expected when he came.
The oath is about to end.
"Mr. Zhao Long, from now on, are you willing to become Miss Liu Yingying's husband and always care for her, love her, and protect her in the long life ahead?"
"I do!"
The groom looked at the bride with a silly smile on his face.
"I do."
After she said this, everyone stood up and applauded.
Being able to witness such a beautiful wedding, the three big red envelopes were worth it.
Fu Anan clapped for them vigorously.
However, at such a beautiful moment, someone in the front row fell down unexpectedly.
After the first person, the second person, the third person...
There sat a man in a black suit, and while the bride was taking her vows, he hacked to death the bride's parents who were sitting in the first row.
The originally beautiful bride let out a heart-wrenching scream. Just as she was about to run over there, suddenly a light reflected from metal caught her sight. It was a knife!
The priest took out the long knife hidden under the scripture and slashed at the groom with it again and again.
Blood splattered.
The groom's arms hung limply by his side. He called out to the bride to run, but the next blow was coming! The long knife in the priest's hand chopped directly from the center of the groom's head, splitting his skull and passing through his eyebrows. The sharp blade was level with the tip of his nose.
As the bride screamed, the groom fell heavily forward.
At the wedding, the groom was hacked to death by the pastor.
Fu Anan looked ahead from a distance, and the priest suddenly opened his clothes, revealing a large black robe. Then many people in black robes rushed out from the small door at the front, all holding weapons, and hacked at everyone in the auditorium.
The smell of blood spread along with the screams, and the originally pure white, solemn and sacred auditorium was dyed red with blood.
(End of this chapter)