Three-year-old Zai Zai became popular in the doomsday live broadcast room

The Interstellar main palace, the wedding scene, guests coming in and out, in an endless stream.

The bride was wearing a pure white wedding dress, standing on one side of the arch, and was held by Fu Hua, walked across the red carpet, and walked towards Pei Zhi who was standing in the middle of the wedding ceremony behind the high priest.

Pei Zhi was still wearing regular clothes, a white shirt, black trousers, a black leather girdle tied around his waist, and two black belts going up and around his shoulders.

The whole person is tall and tall, with a chic posture, and his silver hair is shining brightly under the bright lights above his head. No matter how you look at it, he looks like a flamboyant and undisciplined noble posture.

The words "groom" and "groom" don't match at all.

On the contrary, it is more like an assassin ready to assassinate at any time.

Fu Hua caught a glimpse of him and frowned.

He also didn't expect that on this occasion, Pei Zhi didn't wear the wedding dress he had prepared for him in advance.

But in front of so many guests, Fu Hua couldn't help but lead the bride over and asked inadvertently: "Pei Zhi, you haven't forgotten what day it is today, have you?"

"Of course not." Pei Zhi smiled, but a cold light gradually grew in his eyes, "Today is the wedding you specially prepared for me, how could I forget it?"

"Really?" Fu Hua also smiled, stretched his tone, and looked like he didn't believe it.

He secretly observed the surroundings vigilantly, and then turned to Pei Zhi, "In that case, why are you not wearing the wedding clothes I prepared for you on such an important occasion today?"

"Something happened to the wedding dress and it was burned." Pei Zhi opened his eyes and said nonsense without blushing at all.

Fu Hua's smile froze, and he pulled the corners of his lips abruptly, bringing out a sense of oppression: "Since it was an accident, it is indeed a pity, but it doesn't matter, the wedding is a process after all, as long as you treat my daughter well, everything will be fine. It's all easy to say."

Pei Zhi smiled, but didn't respond.

Fu Hua changed the subject: "In this way, do you and I become more intimate? Pei Zhi, out of love and reason, you should join my daughter and call me father, right?"

"If it's what you said, I created you, Fu Hua." As soon as Fu Hua finished speaking, the space behind him was suddenly torn apart. Yu Mian walked out of it, stood still, raised his hand, and aimed his gun at him. He smiled and said, "For reasons and reasons, can I kill you with my own hands?"

Fu Hua's face changed drastically.

"Dan...Jing?" He hurriedly raised his hand and shouted, "Come on! Come on!"

However, in the next second, Yu Mian pulled the trigger.

Right between Fu Hua's eyebrows.

The latter's eyes widened and he fell straight back to the ground.

This accident happened so suddenly that all the guests present were dumbfounded. Pei Zhi stared blankly at Yu Mian who appeared suddenly, his eyes turned red instantly.

The person who has been thinking about him for hundreds of years is in front of him, Pei Zhi's lips trembled, and he couldn't say a word.

A roar soon broke out from the crowd: "The Führer is dead! Someone, come quickly! There is an assassin! Someone come, kill the assassin!"

The crowd rioted, and a group of well-dressed soldiers rushed in from outside the palace, and surrounded the main palace tightly.

With guns in each hand, they aimed at Yu Mian in unison.

Headed by the high priest.

The soldiers evacuated the guests, followed the pace of the high priest, and approached Yu Mian step by step.

Pei Zhi raised his foot to stand in front of Yu Mian, took out a gun from his bag, and aimed it at the high priest's forehead.

The high priest stopped at a distance of eight steps away from Pei Zhi, the two looked at each other, and the air was full of gunpowder for a while.

"High Priest, what are you still doing?" A man who looked like an officer squeezed through the crowd behind him, and scolded in a cold voice, "Hurry up and save the Führer, and arrest these two assassins..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Zhi raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

There was a lot of shouting outside the main palace, and a group of people rushed in and surrounded the main palace for the second time.

All were extremely strange faces.

Judging from the equipment they wear, they don't look like interstellar soldiers.

The officer was surprised to see his people surrounded, looking left and right in panic. The soldiers inside the main palace were also frightened and whispered among themselves.

The opponent has a large number of people and is obviously the enemy, so he has the upper hand.

Pei Zhi tilted his head and said to Yu Mian, "You don't have to worry, they are your former department."

"I know." Yu Mian nodded. Although she had been away from this world for a long time, he still knew the subordinates who had followed her everywhere.

She took a step to the side and met the high priest's gaze with a chuckle: "Long time no see, Fang Xun."

"Long time no see?" The officer interrupted her violently just now, "High priest, what do you mean? This woman! She killed the head of state in front of all of us, why don't you do it?"

"What are you waiting for? Are you still an interstellar festival..."

"Boom."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was shot in the head by the high priest.

The conversation was stuck in his throat and stopped abruptly. The officer's eyes widened in horror, and he threw his head upright on the red carpet with a "bang".

Blood splattered.

The soldiers suddenly became a mess, like a plate of loose sand, and the dragons squeezed aside without a leader:

"Ah? What is the high priest doing? Why didn't he kill the assassin but the general?"

"Could it be that he wants to surrender to the other party? How can this be? Has he forgotten his belief?"

"Bam—"

Another shot.

The High Priest raised his gun again and aimed it at the ceiling directly above, white smoke flew out from the barrel of the gun.

Pei Zhi subconsciously stretched out his hand to stop Yu Mian, but Yu Mian grabbed his arm.

"It's okay." Yu Mian patted his arm lightly, as if to comfort him.

Pei Zhi was startled and retracted his hand hesitantly.

But the whole person is still staring at the high priest on the opposite side with vigilance, his eyes are piercing, like a wild wolf ready to go.

As soon as Yu Mian gives the order, she will rush forward and kill all potential dangers that threaten her.

The high priest looked around:
"Everyone be quiet."

His voice was neither loud nor low, but very intimidating.

The crowd soon fell silent.

The high priest turned his head to meet Yu Mian's gaze, and paused for a moment. Facing Pei Zhi's gun, he raised his foot, step by step, and walked forward slowly.

"Fang Xun." Pei Zhi raised the hand holding the gun slightly, and a loose and cold smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "If you dare to take a step forward, I can't guarantee that the next one who gets headshot will be Is it you?"

"Really?" Fang Xun narrowed his eyes slightly, and although his steps stopped, the words he said were utterly ruthless, "In front of the Lord God, you are still acting like a bully as always."

"Fang Xun!"

"Okay Pei Zhi."

Pei Zhimei's eyes grew angry, and she was about to rush forward and kick Fang Xun. Yu Mian quickly called out to stop, and raised her hand to press her eyebrows.

Headache.

She has a real headache.

Pei Zhi and Fang Xun are still at odds with each other as before.

Fang Xun felt that she, Yu Miangui, was the main god and should not marry a demon god who had been against her for many years. Whenever he got the chance, he would scold Pei Zhi in front of her. Fang Xun felt that Pei Zhi was a bitch. Whose mad dog.

Pei Zhi felt that Fang Xun was a human being who was meddling in other people's business. He was willing to be raped by her and become her subordinate. It was none of Fang Xun's business that the two of them had a little fun as a couple.

Every time two people meet, it is always sharp, ranging from scolding each other in the street, to severely stabbing each other while the other is not paying attention.

Every time it is a world war scene.

"I just came back, you two don't quarrel." Yu Mian has two big heads, she doesn't want to deal with this kind of world war as soon as she comes back, she waved her hand, and the other party said, "Your man, you can deal with it yourself Those who are willing to surrender can be recruited, and those who are unwilling can be exiled."

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