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454 One pot of porridge!

454 A pot of porridge!

In fact, just as Viper judged, it didn’t take long for gunfire to intensify throughout Davao City. The latest chapter of the Temple

In fact, not only Davao, but surrounding cities with military garrisons such as Cebu, Quezon, and Menilla were also in chaos.

What's more, these first-tier cities in the Philippines have never been short of violent elements and extremist racial elements.

When people in the city continue to be attacked by mercenaries and "rebels" with black guns, these people are no longer restless.

In the city of Menila, "rebels" in civilian clothes also existed, and they also shot and killed many people who went out on the street by mistake.

"Killing! The rebels are killing!"

I don’t know when, similar screams began to spread among the chaotic people, and quickly spread throughout the city of Menila. This intensified the panic in the entire city.

At the same time, someone shouted: "The tanks of the regular army were blocked by the rebels on the outskirts of the city. Let's go to the police station and grab a gun to save our lives!"

At this time, the people who were out of order and out of the street had no ability to judge at all. They basically followed blindly and involuntarily followed the group of people who rushed at the front and rushed towards the police stations in each district.

There was only one thought in their heads: grab the guns to save their lives! But the people with shotguns suddenly settled down and broke out in cold sweat. Damn, the leading group probably had no good intentions!

Those who figured this out sneaked home quietly, while those who didn't figure it out for the time being were pushed around by the newcomers and drifted away.

Generally speaking, the guns of the police stations are kept in a centralized manner and are deployed when performing tasks. Without early warning, each police station was almost unprepared and was overwhelmed by the surging crowd.

Any Mafei policeman who dared to stand in front of this group of blindly obedient people would be beaten up by them without hesitation, and then stepped on countless feet. After the crowd passed, there was only a pool of beach cover left on the ground.

Dark red flesh in a battered uniform.

In the end, the gun keeper was also beaten to death. ("") The leading violent man found the key, quickly opened the gun cabinet, and then someone shouted, "Everyone, get your guns!"

Everyone swarmed forward, scrambling for the gun that seemed to save their lives as soon as they got it. In this mentality, a lot of internal strife broke out from the crowd.

"Bang! Bang!" Two gunshots rang out.

One of the leading extreme racial elements did not hesitate to kill the two people who grabbed the gun most fiercely, and shouted: "What kind of plane are you doing? If anyone dares to rob again, I will destroy him!"

Those who got the gun but couldn't even open the safety immediately shrank aside and ignored the matter. Although the remaining people who didn't get the gun were dissatisfied, they had to become grandsons in front of the gun.

Start lining up to get the gun in an orderly manner.

After everyone got their guns, the violent and racist elements gave a few minutes of gun lessons, teaching everyone how to open the safety, load the magazine and fire. As for whether the shot was accurate and whether one of their own would be accidentally injured, that was not the case.

All they care about is that the violent elements only care about whether they can take advantage of the situation and make a fortune, while the racial elements only care about whether they can kill more people who are not of their own race.

The blind followers who had guns in their hands and senses subconsciously regarded those strong and violent racial elements as their leaders and began to follow their orders mechanically.

"Brothers, go kill those yellow-skinned pigs!" a racial element instigated.

"Yes, kill them and steal their money. If we get there late, we won't have any share!" Another violent person agreed.

As soon as he finished speaking, the blind followers agreed and rushed out of the police station with guns in hand.

Scenes like this are constantly happening in police stations in various districts.

However, many "mobs" saw tanks driving up the street as soon as they left the police station, and some even used loudspeakers to shout: "Within five seconds, everyone will put down their weapons and surrender! 1, 2, 3..."

The fundamental reason why racial extremists are called extreme is that they have the character of "never look back even if they hit the wall"! Therefore, before the other party has finished counting, some extremists opened fire.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Da da da..."

Most of the pistols and a few submachine guns formed a fire net to cover the advancing tank, but there were sparks flying on the armor of the tank, but it was not damaged. ("") The weapons of the police station are basically close-range, and they have always been

The effect of deterrence is greater than that of fire. Although Maffei's tanks are thin-skinned, even such armor protection cannot be shaken by these decorations.

"puff!"

I don’t know where it came from, but it was at least certain that a bullet flew from the side of the tank, flying off the skull of a racial element in front of him. Suddenly, the guns of the "mob" were no longer aimed at the tank, but

He fired at the soldiers who were approaching on foot.

"thump!"

A sad and beautiful blood flower burst out in the air, and a soldier fell to the ground and could not get up again.

Suddenly, gunfire from the regular army erupted, bullets flew randomly, and the "mob" fell one after another.

Not only that, the tank in front lowered its muzzle and aimed a direct shot at the building where the "mobs" were hiding the most.

"boom--"

Amidst the loud noise, the bunker building collapsed in the smoke and dust, and also brought down several adjacent buildings. I don't know how many "mobs" were buried alive in this alone!

In mid-air, Yuxing and Kirishima were looking down at the show.

"Boss, how about I kill that tank and make their fight more lively?" Kirishima asked for advice.

"That's fine!" Yuxing said lightly.

Kirishima immediately rubbed the power of concussion between his hands to form a tennis ball-sized ball.

"go!"

Kirishima screamed, and the tennis ball came out of his hand. Uh-huh, the ball came out of his hand and hit straight down from the sky, hitting the front armor of the thin-skinned tank impartially.

Logically speaking, the front armor of the tank is the most protective part of the tank, but this has no effect at all in front of the concussive power ball. As soon as the power ball touches the tank armor, the entire tank begins to vibrate in a way that is visible to the naked eye.

The tank trembled slightly, and in the blink of an eye it was broken into pieces and scattered all over the floor. Even the driver inside the tank was not shaken into pieces by the strange frequency vibration.

Not only that, with the tank as the center, the soldiers and mobs within a radius of 100 meters were also shattered into pieces, with arms and legs missing, and those who were closer had their heads knocked off.

The whole scene was in a mess, and all the people involved were confused. However, these people never imagined that such a tragic situation could be caused by man-made things, let alone that man-made people were in the sky, so no one looked up to the sky at all.

Several of the ethnic elements shouted even louder: "God bless you! Brothers, fight with them!"

Following this cry, many "mobs" hiding behind bunkers poked their heads out and shot wildly at the Mafei regular army.

The two sides launched a new round of refutation.

The steps in front of the police station were filled with shouting mobs and motionless corpses. Although there was no river of blood on the ground, pools of dark red blood could be seen everywhere. Splashes of blood splattered in the air from time to time.

Some timid mobs were so frightened that they hid in bunkers and never dared to show their faces again.

At this time, the heroic spirit that attacked the police station and the gangster intent on robbing the Chinese district had long since been thrown into the Java Kingdom.

Seeing this scene, Yuxing in the sky smiled lightly and said: "Yuxiang, the effect is not bad!"

"Thank you boss for the compliment!"

"Let them continue to fight here, it doesn't matter if they die more or less!" Yu Xing said with a smile, "About one-fifth of the mob went towards the Chinese area, let's follow them and have a look. If Yuqin invites us, then

If they don’t do their best to help others, I will never let them off lightly. Let’s go!”

After saying that, the two of them dodged and disappeared in mid-air.

Yuxing and Kirishima were so fast that they had already flown to the place before the mob reached the Chinese residential area.

At this time, Yuqin sent a message and said: Boss, don’t you want those old men to get a share of the pie? Ma Fei Country is in chaos now, do you need me to inform them...

Okay, you can notify us as soon as possible, but don’t expose our existence! Yuxing agreed.

Clearly!

Beijing, Zhongnanhai.

Vice Prime Minister Li Kemin, who has a lot of work to do, rarely has the opportunity to take some time to pay attention to the news on the Internet. He just turned on the computer, entered the desktop, and was about to click on IE, but the entire screen suddenly went black.

Li Kemin was slightly startled. Just as he was about to call the secretary in the side room to come over, a big silver "x" suddenly appeared on the screen!

"Eh!?"

The "x" in front of him looked extremely mysterious, and the silver color on the surface was constantly flowing in some unpredictable pattern, which made Li Kemin become more vigilant, and the hand that pressed the "secretary line" also moved to the "guard line"

.Just when he wanted to connect to the security line, a synthesized voice suddenly came from the speaker: "Dear Mr. Li Kemin, hello!"

Li Kemin didn't care that he was facing an ordinary computer without even a microphone, so he subconsciously asked: "Who are you?"

"What do you think?"

The other party's rhetorical question made Li Kemin's eyes fall on the silver "x" again: "You are Mr. x!"

The computer did not respond, but just said: "What I am about to say to Mr. Li now is very important. Please go to the famous Mr.

"Just do it! It will be good for you anyway!" the computer-synthesized voice said very seductively.

Although Li Kemin was extremely sophisticated, everyone was curious, and he was no exception. He still had a little curiosity, so he quickly walked to the bookshelf and took out the two books that Mr.

These are two obscure reference books that Li Kemin rarely used and only used them for appearance.

Sitting back at the desk, Li Kemin immediately asked: "What now?"

"Turn over, turn over carefully, turn which page is thicker!" the synthesized voice instructed.

Li Kemin hesitated for a moment and then did it again. Soon, his face turned frighteningly green.

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