Yue Runsheng, the current Grand Marshal of the Red Blood Empire, opened up the order left by the former Grand Marshal. Because of his age, his voice had long lost its due sound, but he did his best to pass it to every corner of the Empire Hall.

"The traitor Leng Yuan, who blasphemed the laws, tyrannical power, and his power was his own way to make the living beings suffer, and the remains of tears are gone. The bamboos all over the world are not enough to write about their evils, which is actually a humiliation of the ancestors' famous families, and the world cannot tolerate them. Nowadays, mountains and rivers are weeping blood, Leng Yuan wants to seize the commander, causing the ambition of jackals and wolves. This is the autumn when the country is destroyed and the family is destroyed, and the martyrs are heartbroken! The red blood generals should sacrifice their lives and forget their lives, and save the country, gather the fierceness of the empire, and gather the heroes of the world to clarify the jade in front of the heroic mourning hall, and kill the traitors together!!!" After reciting the manifesto, Yue Runsheng stretched out his arm as thin as dry firewood, and held this former Grand Marshal's Order high in the air. His voice seemed to be ignited by a vast force, and he recited a single word, "Kill!!!"

"kill!!!"

"kill!!!!"

"kill!!!!"

"kill!!!!!"

Silence was torn apart, and the earth-shaking "killing" sound broke out in the Empire Hall like a tsunami. All the imperial generals burst into anger and took out their weapons to surround Leng Yuan from all directions, like a huge wave that rolled over a lonely boat, and destroyed the city from the torrent.

"Boom!!" Just as Leng Yuan was stunned, there was no sign. With the thunderous sound, a little cold light flashed from the height of the Empire Hall, just like the sun shining brightly, leaving a dazzling mark in the air and swooped from the dome.

"Puchi!" The sound of blood splashing came, and Leng Yuan turned around blankly...

During the previous change, Mo Gu kept guarding Leng Yuan, trying to resist the imperial general who wanted to attack Leng Yuan from behind at the last moment. However, at this moment, blood burst out from her face, and a scorching bullet penetrated from one cheek and the other cheek, leaving a huge hollow gap, and the blood was splashed with fragments of bones. The whole face was almost broken, Lan Yang in her hand fell to the ground uncontrollably, and she knelt on the ground weakly, and finally fell into a pool of blood.

Leng Yuan wanted to hug Mo Gu, but a fatal pressure came from the side. She intuition grabbed the dangerous attack, trying to grab the bullet that was coming. However, something strange happened. When the bullet approached Leng Yuan's hand, it suddenly made an aerodynamic inexplicable turn. The trajectory in the air suddenly twisted, dancing like a frenzied silver snake, and finally bypassed Leng Yuan's defense and hit her neck with a slight sound.

This kind of bullet that can turn??!! It's...

Although Leng Yuan is old, the dragon blood in her body is still there, and even if the vital part is attacked, it is not fatal. She instantly mobilized her ability to seal the bleeding mouth and was about to grab the bullet out of her neck with her hands.

"There are fragments of the ruling in the bullet! Don't move if you don't want to die!!!" Without warning, Liu Fusu's violent shout came!

Hearing Liu Fusu's words, Leng Yuan froze in place, looked at Liu Fusu in disbelief, finally turned her stiff neck, looked blankly in the direction of the shooting, and also saw clearly the weapon hidden in the dark like a poisonous snake.

Free Shooter...

A figure jumped off the commanding heights of the sniper. He held a special sniper rifle in his arms. Leng Yuan quickly recognized it. This gun was a free shooter... a weapon that Leng Yuan once gave to Miyin Risako.

The figure quickly walked over, and the light and shadows in the room kept intertwining on his face. When he walked under the light and stood in front of Leng Yuan, Leng Yuan finally called out the person's name: "Zhou Liangcheng..."

Zhou Liangcheng's eyes were as cold as iron, sharper than the blade, as if he was about to tear Leng Yuan into blood. He walked forward, used the butt of the free archer to hit Leng Yuan's chin, knocked her to the ground, then held the gun and pushed her into her temple, and said in a hatred tone: "You have today too?"

"You killed lucky, and made the remnants of the psionic energy to frame Li Shunsheng..." Leng Yuan stared at Zhou Liangcheng. At this moment, there was no need for any explanation or explanation, and the truth was revealed.

"Yes, it's me. I even smashed her coffin and raised her ashes." Zhou Liangcheng's eyes showed a revengeful pleasure, loading the free snort and putting his finger on the trigger. He shouted like crazy, "When she died, I watched there for half an hour, watching her breathlessly, and then vomited blood on her face, watching her blood vessels rotting bit by bit! Is it good? I ask you if you feel good!!!"

Just as Zhou Liangcheng was about to pull the trigger, Liu Fusu's violent shout came: "Stop! You acted without my permission back then, and I would not allow this to happen for the second time!"

Zhou Liangcheng's fingers were tightly placed on the trigger, his eyes went from hatred to confusion, from confusion to struggle, and finally from struggle to become cold. He moved the muzzle away from Leng Yuan's temple, but pointed it at another person and pulled the trigger directly.

"Boom!" The free archer's bullet shattered Mo Gu's meniscus on his knee and destroyed her right leg. Mo Gu's painful gasps and struggles echoed throughout the hall.

Leng Yuan went over and hugged Mo Gu in his arms, looked down at her. Mo Gu's face and knees had been smashed, and he was left with the last breath, choking blood in his mouth, and his consciousness had long been dying, but those dark eyes were looking at Leng Yuan from beginning to end.

"Excellent." Accompanied by crisp applause, a man walked out of the backstage accompanied by the judges in uniform. He sorted out the wrinkles on his white gloves, looked at the dull Leng Yuan with an interesting look, and said with a smile, "This is a great change, it will usher in a new era! Let me think about it... According to the naming standards of your imperial culture, this matter might be called... Chang'an Incident?"

"mr.chen?" Leng Yuan whispered the name of this person, and to be more precise, the name of this "ally".

"I can feel the temperature rising and your dragon blood is about to start boiling." mr.chen stared at Leng Yuan, shook his head with a smile, and said deeply, "I don't recommend you to do this. Once the bullet shell in your neck melts, revealing the fragments of the judgment hidden inside, no one in the world can save you."

Leng Yuan subconsciously touched his neck without saying a word.

"Don't be depressed, you should feel very honored. I used the greatest creation in the world to deal with you." mr.chen walked directly to Leng Yuan, rubbing his fingers one after another, and said with a smile, "But unfortunately, you are not the first person to enjoy this treatment. The judgment can only use two eyeballs, one in the bullet just now, and the other..."

mr.chen made a collapsed move and sighed: "God! My stupid subordinates made me exhausted. I just gave them an order: to give the fragments of the verdict to Baitans. It was gone, and they didn't complete it. To be honest, maybe it was more reliable than them to send a courier for a few dozen dollars."

"Why do you do this?" Leng Yuan looked at mr.chen first, then looked at Zhou Liangcheng, obviously asking them both at the same time.

"Who answers first? Shopa-scissors?" mr.chen was very relaxed now. He reached out and shook his hand three times in the air with interest, and gave Zhou Liangcheng "scissors" to Zhou Liangcheng, but Zhou Liangcheng did not respond. mr.chen shrugged and said friendly, "It's okay, just think I lost, you can talk first."
Chapter completed!