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Chapter 759 Don't get me wrong

On the Xuanjing big screen, the parade was in progress.

"The imperial hero Lin Beichen is invincible."

"Bearing humiliation and bearing heavy burdens is a remarkable man through the ages."

"Justify the name of beautiful man Lin Beichen."

"Everyone must know who is protecting us..."

"The Beihai genius who has protected tens of millions of people is a true genius!"

"Lin Beichen, the beloved of God, the idol of Beihai College."

"Let's hear how the compatriots in Zhaohui Dacheng describe Lin Beichen..."

"Beichen Pills, Beichen Pills."

There are countless strange slogans, one after another.

Every young face is full of excitement.

The students held hands and stood side by side, like soldiers on the battlefield, and like a torrent of passion, rushing through the main road of the capital!

"The most beautiful man in Beihai is Lin Beichen."

"The one who is favored by the goddess from Yunmeng City."

"I would like to call Lin Beichen the strongest in Beihai."

In particular, a guy wearing a silver mask shouted the hardest, his slogans were also very cunning and strange, and his voice was so loud that he won a lot of live broadcast footage.

In the tea room.

Wei Mingfeng, Huang Shiyu and others all had joking and cruel smiles on their faces.

The curtain of any era will eventually be unveiled through blood.

The Beihai Empire has been silent for so many years, and now it is finally starting to bleed.

It's like a celestial dragon that has become too old to fly. It has been lying on the ground for too long and has lost its due deterrence.

Finally one day, the beasts on the ground were no longer afraid of it, no longer as submissive as before, and began to show their fangs and rush towards it to tear its body, trying to devour the dragon's blood and dragon meat...

A new era is about to begin.

In the baptism of blood and bones, a new king will be born.

Everyone in the tea room felt that they were the right person favored by the great era.

They are waiting for the first drop of blood to begin.

On the Xuanjing big screen.

The parade moved forward and arrived at Nizu Street.

Nizu Street is a thousand meters long, with towering stone buildings on both sides. It was originally the camp of Fujia Guards, one of the 66 guards in the capital. Later, the guards were transferred and this area was abandoned. A residential area was developed on the site of the original military camp.

district……

"Haha, noon has arrived."

A cruel smile appeared on Wei Mingfeng's face.

Through the large Xuanjing screen that was broadcasting live, he stared at Yuan Wenjun and others walking at the front, as if he had already seen the wonderful scene of blood spurting out from the necks of these people like a fountain in the next moment.

"Ten, nine, eight..."

Huang Shiyu is smiling.

He seemed to be the God of Death dancing on his feet, counting down to a cruel harvest of life.

Everyone else also put down their teacups, held their breath, and waited for the bloody curtain of the new era to slowly open.

On the Xuanjing big screen.

The marchers passed through Nizu Street section by section.

The smile on Wei Mingfeng's face gradually solidified.

The original cruel look turned into a sharp and devoid of astonishment in the eyes under the sharp eyebrows.

"Three, two, one...one...one...one?"

Counting down to the end, Huang Shiyu did not wait for the image of studying abroad to appear. He read the word "一" more than ten times, and finally he was stunned: "What's going on?"

He looked at the timer next to him.

That's right.

The agreed time has passed.

Why didn't the expected killing happen?

Nie Shanyan, Qin Yumin and others also noticed something was wrong.

Nizu Street is the first place to start.

The targets were the leaders of the student movement at the front of the crowd.

The plan was very simple. Even if they couldn't kill them all, they just needed to kill a few of them. Only bloodshed and death would be enough to arouse the anger of the more than 40,000 students and make things worse.

But now?

The parade passed through Nizu Street smoothly.

Everything was calm.

Huang Shiyu looked gloomy.

He stood up and said, "I'll go take a look."

Exited the tea room.

After making an appointment for a cup of tea, Huang Shiyu returned quickly.

There was a look of fear on that fat, white face.

Huang Shiyu quickly returned to the tea room. Under everyone's eager gaze, he saluted Wei Mingfeng and said, "Mr. Wei, the situation is not right. All the people we arranged have been removed in advance."

In the tea room, there was a faint sound of gasping for air.

They vaguely knew something about the selection arrangements for Nizu Street.

The selected ones are all martial arts masters.

Six in total.

Among them was a sixth-level martial arts master who was born in Xiaojie Jianyuan and was good at assassination.

Such six martial arts masters were pulled out without a sound?

It's scary to think about it.

Everyone present had a vague feeling of something bad in their hearts.

Wei Mingfeng's eyebrows twitched, as if he were chopping with two long knives.

This is his unique signature action when he is thinking.

"Keep watching."

He said slowly.

This time, he did not smash the teacup on Huang Shiyu's forehead angrily.

Because unlike not discovering the changes in the content of the students' demonstration in advance, this time the six martial arts masters were quietly removed, which was beyond Huang Shiyu's ability, and it was not a mistake.

The atmosphere in the tea room began to become strange.

The Wei family officials, who had been chatting and laughing before, thinking about the future, quietly started to beat their hearts.

Many times, the situation is out of control, and it often starts with a small thing.

On the Xuanjing big screen, the parade continued.

Along the way, we passed several scheduled killing spots, but nothing happened.

In the tea room, everyone's expressions became more and more solemn.

By the end, the eyes of several people were twinkling.

problem occurs.

Something big happened.

It would be reasonable to say that an accident occurred at a killing point, or that it was guarded against by secret opponents, but dozens of killing points were all cracked down without any exception, without any news.

Sent in advance, this...

There is definitely a heavyweight opponent who is gone.

Wei Mingfeng's eyebrows were twitching more and more frequently.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed the center of his brow.

Only he himself knew that he had secretly planted dozens of spies in the parade, all of whom were ready to attack in an explosive manner, but in the end... they disappeared silently.

What kind of person can do this?

"It's gone."

Wei Mingfeng waved his hand.

When big problems really arise, he is the calmest one.

Everyone stood up, saluted him, and prepared to say goodbye.

at this time--

Boom, boom, boom.

The knock on the door sounded again.

Huang Shiyu frowned and went to open the door.

What surprised him was that the person standing outside the door was not the chief butler Huang Zhong.

Instead, he was a fair-skinned, fair-faced fat man, dressed in white, holding a chicken drumstick in his hand, which he was munching furiously.

Beside Fatty Bai, stood two stunningly beautiful girls.

One of them was rolling up her sleeves, with an extremely violent expression. Not only did it not detract from her points, it actually added an extremely unique charm to her beautiful, white oval face.

There is another beautiful girl who is as beautiful as rolling up her sleeves. There is a soft temperament between her eyebrows. She is pulling the beautiful girl rolling up her sleeves, as if she is trying to persuade her.

"Who are you?"

Huang Shiyu frowned and asked.

What happened to Old Huang Zhong that he allowed an irrelevant person to enter the house?

Huang Zhong did not appear.

On the contrary, the little fat man eating the chicken leg raised his head and smiled, smacking the chicken leg bone and said: "Master Huang, don't misunderstand, don't scream, don't be nervous, we are not here to make money, nor are we here to cause trouble, we are here...

…”

After saying this, the little fat man paused slightly, threw the clean chicken leg bones on the ground, wiped his hands again, and then said word for word: "We are here to kill people."


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