When the drums hit the fierce point, following the leader, a group of trembling and high-spirited people let out a loud roar of hi-yo-yo, and the dancers who jumped down were completely regarded as dancers at this time One, those who got close cheered loudly.
The cheers turned into exclamations when the dancer was blocked in the middle of the air and fell directly over his shoulders to the ground.
The guards all around drew out their guns and pointed at the person who threw the dancer to the ground with a cry of surprise. The sound of the gun being loaded was extremely harsh amidst the noise of the drums that hadn't stopped.
"My own man! My own man!" Seeing that the man was Ye Shishi, Ling Qingyu yelled loudly.
"It's an assassin assassin!" Gu Sui shouted in French with a louder voice. The shrill cry and meaning made the guards who were already terrified (they didn't see Ye Shiyi looting from anywhere at all) They subconsciously pulled the trigger.
The sound of gunfire overwhelmed the sound of drums, and there were screams at the scene.
Ling Qingyu screamed with red eyes, and wanted to rush up, but was tightly protected by Yan San, and while leading her to the pillar on one side, he whispered in her ear: "This If you can’t hide, it’s not your eleventh, don’t worry!”
Ye Shiyi leaped with a relatively high speed, leading the dancers back to the stage. There were still a few dancers around who hadn't retreated because they hadn't reacted. The guards avoided those dancers when they fired. The directions of the dancers were all aimed at the central design of the stage where Ye Shili was. Ye Shiyi turned his eyes to those dancers, kicked the dancer on the ground, kicked the dancer's body up, and held the dancer in his hand like a shield in front of him. , the figures flashed like ghosts and appeared next to the other dancers. With a quick gesture of his fingers, he untied the grass skirts made of thatch around the waist of the dancers. When the grass skirts fell to the ground one after another, they threw the dancers in their hands against the bullets, then their feet touched the ground, and their figures rose straight up, floating like blue smoke. With a flick of force, it landed directly beside Ling Qingyu and Yan San.
From Gu Sui yelling at the guards to shoot until Ye Shiyi landed beside Ling Qingyu, it was actually just a split second.
After the guards swept by, Ye Shiyi was no longer seen on the stage, only the dancers who had taken off their grass skirts stood on the stage with terrified faces, and their grass skirts There are several guns hanging on the naked body.
"They are the assassins! Catch them! Close the door and see if they have any accomplices!" Surrounded by a group of guards, the president was the first to react and shouted as he touched the cold sweat on his head.
The guards responded, and some of them went to grab the dancers whose hands were still in the posture of touching the guns, but who were motionless and only rolled their eyes, while others ran towards the gate while yelling to close the door.
Camilla's face darkened, and she thought to herself, shouldn't the guests be evacuated quickly at such a time? If by any chance there are gun-wielding gangsters here, I really don't know what to do with the damage caused.
As soon as he thought about it, he heard the sound of submachine guns firing, and four men dressed as waiters took out guns from under their clothes and shot at the nearby people and the guards rushing past.
Gibbub's guards saw that those zombies didn't care, rushed off the stage and rushed towards the President and Camilla, trying to push the crowd away and lead them back.
"Tell your people to back off." Following the elegant and pleasant pure French, both Camilla and Yi Chengfen raised their hands, and were led to turn around slowly in a stiff posture.
From behind them, a man with an Asian face, frost-white temples, and a pair of eyes as clear as water, with a gentle expression and even a gentle smile poked his head out of Camilla's shoulder, and put the gun in his hand on Camilla. Pulling his head, he smiled at the president who was surrounded by a group of guards: "Your Excellency, tell them to put down their weapons, my subordinates are not civilized people."
Djibub is small and has a small population. It has always pursued a balanced foreign policy that no one can offend. Although the country is poor, its strategic location is very important. There are multinational troops stationed at the port, but its own army is only 3,500 people in total. There are less than 1,000 people in the national police force for security, border inspection, judicial fire protection, etc., and there are only a few hundred guards guarding the president's dignitaries. Today, there are only a hundred people on duty, half of them are in charge of peripheral security, and more than 20 people Surrounding the president, those who protected Camilla were knocked down by the time Shuidonglou made a move. Those who rushed out to close the door were swept away by five people, and a few people who were scattered around were also killed by the four waiters. The costumed man surrendered his weapon.
Those who are still holding guns and confronting gangsters are the people around the president. If they also put down their weapons...
"Mr. President, you go first! Leave us alone!" Camilla yelled, half of Jibubu's officials are gathered here (because the country is too small, there are really not many officials), if they are surrounded by gangsters, then Jibubu will Ruined.
Unbearably looking at Camilla, the president nodded resolutely, turned around and wanted to leave.
There was a "pop" gunshot, without even a scream, the person next to him fell to the ground and blew on the smoking muzzle, the gentle man put the gun on Camilla's forehead again, leisurely Said: "Mr. President, don't worry about leaving. I'm not interested in your Gibbos. I can also return your Prime Minister to you, as long as you hand over that woman to me."
that woman? Glancing at an official who fell to the ground, the president turned his head stiffly in the direction indicated by the man.
That direction is the direction of the Chinese. There was a group of Chinese who wanted to run but didn’t have time to run. As they turned their heads, the woman who roughly understood and didn’t understand but was relayed that the gangster wanted to exchange us for hostages They all cried out in horror.
"Hush!" The man hissed a few times, and said, "Stop screaming, I'm not talking about you guys. Shout again? Let's kill you first!" As he spoke, he waved his gun with a smile on his face. After knocking down a girl with one shot, the gun was aimed at Camilla again, and said, "I want the last one, Miss Ling, why, do you still want to hide?"
Glancing at Liu Jing who was running after Ye Shishi and now lying on the ground twitching, Ling Qingyu glanced at Ye Shishi, who turned his head aside with a snort, then turned around again, hooking her hand, tightly protecting Ling Qingyu's left side.
Leaving the person in front, Ling Qingyu said just as the man's voice fell, "Shuidonglou?"
"Yo, it's Shui's honor that Ms. Ling knows me too." Shui Donglou chuckled, turning his gaze to the two men beside Ling Qingyu, his pupils shrank slightly, and said, "You too You don’t want so many people here to die for you, do you? Let your bodyguards disarm and unload their arms, and then, you, come over slowly, if you don’t want to, then..." Signaling his subordinates to push Yi Chengfen, the water Donglou smiled and said, "Then, I will kill this friend of yours."