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Zhao Lin was shot in the head and lay on his back in the rain like a big character. The sharp guillotine fell to the side. The blood on his body was almost dry, and the rain water flowing around him turned from deep red to light pink.

His pale face and wide-open eyes were filled with disbelief. He couldn't believe that a gunman had really fired and that he was really going to die.

Not far from the corpse, lying on the ground with him was a collapsed iron gate.

The rain water flowing by was also dyed dark red, but it was actually rust.

Therefore, whether it is a living thing or a dead thing, it is equally fragile and powerless in front of the violent machine.

Zhao Lin also understood this truth at the moment of his death.

Lu Chong is very angry now. He didn't expect that Zhao Lin's death would cause so much trouble.

I thought he was just a little jerk, but I didn't expect he was really good.

"Fuck, have we disturbed a hornet's nest? There are so many people here."

The front of the Mengshi 3 armored vehicle had crashed into the gathering place of the prime ministers. Lu Chong was standing at the front of the vehicle wearing a raincoat, staring at the growing crowd with dark eyes.

There were young and old people, some alone and some in groups. They were constantly walking out of the residential area behind them, holding lights in their hands, gathering like fireflies.

The group of people were armed with a variety of weapons, including machetes, machetes, hammers, shovels, steel chisels, etc.

A group of about a hundred people gathered on this narrow street seemed quite impressive.

"Fuck you, it was these soldiers in front of us who killed Xiao Lin, right? Don't worry, if you give the order, no one in our Luobo Village will be a coward!"

"Yes, Uncle Dong, anyone who dares to kill Xiao Lin is against our Luobo Village! Even soldiers are not allowed to do that!"

"Brother Xiaolin is always so good to me, I must avenge him"

"Yes, kill them!"

"Kick them to death!"

The villagers of Luobuzhai were outraged. They shouted and waved their weapons, as if their sons were the ones who died.

Upon seeing this, Lu Chong gave a direct order, asking Team 3 to untie the oilcloth wrapped around the rotary machine gun on the roof of the Mengshi armored assault vehicle.

As the tarpaulin was pulled off by the soldier who climbed onto the roof of the vehicle, the thick and large CSLM512.7mm rotary machine gun was exposed to everyone.

The cold rain fell unhindered on the cold and hard gun body, and the smell of gun oil splashed up, as if the breath of death began to permeate the air.

"Quiet!"

"Everyone calm down"

Zhao Dong, who was surrounded by the crowd, shouted

He was holding a black umbrella, wearing a worn grey suit, and a pair of black square-framed glasses. He was thin and looked gray.

Thrown into the crowd, he looks like an old rural man with some culture, but not much.

He would never be associated with the infamous Luobozhai, let alone be associated with the village chief of Luobozhai.

"Uncle Dong, what are you thinking? Just chop them up!"

"If you kill Xiaolin, even if he's a soldier, he'll have to pay with his life!"

A fat and strong man was holding a machete, looking very excited, as if if Zhao Dong didn't speak, he would rush out in the next second!

"Okay, second brother, you go ahead," Zhao Dong ordered.

"what?"

The air is suddenly quiet

The villagers around looked at Wang Lao Er.

"I?"

Wang Lao Er pointed at himself in disbelief.

"Yes, you, go and kill them."

Zhao Dong's voice reached Wang Lao Er's ears again, as cold as the rainstorm...

Seeing the villagers looking at me with expectation

Wang Laoer felt that the meter-long machete in his hand, which he swung with ease, seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

I can't even lift it up

Whenever there was a big event in the past, the people of Luobuzhai would gather together like this, but that was just a demonstration!

Who's really going to go up?

Only idiots would really do it!

Wang Laoer felt that he was not

So he hesitated for a while and didn't dare to move forward even a step.

Finally, his face turned red.

"Uncle Dong, you can use your wits to get it done."