Era of Red Police Disaster

The team's team quietly silently, in silence, welcoming light rain, move forward to the destination in the rain.

The early morning, the city is not quiet. With a distance from the wall, there is a noisy crowd on the street in the rain.

They appeared from the rain curtain and disappeared on another street in the noise.

They call friends, like a parade in the rain, shouting freedom, every face is excited because of excitement.

"Freedom! Freedom! Down to the store, support the rebel!"

I suddenly came out of the rain behind the rain, and I shouted one by one, and she was tightly crying.

In the scream, the midway of the rain is coming up.

In the moment, the black crowd came over.

I heard the movement, and the mobilization soldiers around Li Mont came to form a wall to surround the night and Li Meng.

Those figures are only civilians, mobilizing soldiers are not overchair, and Li Meng also stopped, curiously looking at the crowd.

"Freedom! Freedom! Down to the store, support the rebel!"

The neat shouting is deafening, completely covering the rain, and the population of bee stings under the momentity is full.

At that moment, in the rain curtain, the huge flow of people came into contact with Li Meng's small team.

The people of the bee stu were naturally spread, and the movement of the mobilization army gave up.

Only the shaking figure can only be seen in the sight, and the face of the water is the face, and the intensive footsteps of the ear.

In the crowd, occasionally looked at the team of Li Meng, but it was only slightly, and it would be taken away by the people of the bee.

For them, the only thing cares about is the joy of freedom, and the excitement of revenge.

I don't know how long, maybe just a few minutes, maybe longer, long people's last few figures disappeared in the rain curtain.

Sound, footsteps, shouting, just leave, soon disappeared without trace, hidden by the rain.

"Let's go!"

This is just a small episode.

Under Li Meng, the entire team spread slightly and continued to advance.

Some people are happy, and some people are suffering from the joy of others.

For most people, they are self-acquisition, who told them to do things for "demon", and high on weekdays, it is difficult for the civilians of the city.

Today, the army is coming, the magic head is in the inner city, and the tentacle of "Magic Head" must be severely punished. It is necessary to severely punish it to pay enough for the Tiger on weekdays.

This price is of course "death", only death can calm anger in the heart of the civilians they oppressed.

There is a scik in the city, where there is a place where the residents of the Slave City, there are many people in the Slave City, and the number of people in the city is not lacking some radical people. Therefore, it is very big enough to accommodate twelve people at the same time.

On weekdays, when the person who was defined as "reactors" was used to crane, it will stand up on the square in front of the scined table.

Some are voluntarily, and some are in the stress of the building, the square is very large, enough to accommodate thousands, whenever the mortar is running, the square will stand up.

Today, the sky is afraid of light rain, at this moment, in the rain, the man is horing, and the figure is a black pressure.

The ultimate containing thousands of people, now squeezing, can't squeezing, even the buildings on both sides of the square are squeezed.

In the middle of the square, a platform with high than about two meters stands in the rain, the platform covers a large area, about 100 square meters.

At this moment, on the platform, in the rain curtain, a middle-aged man wearing a broken is angry.

Every sentence he said will cause strong echoes under the top.

After his body, it is twelve twisted frames, smashing a lot on the platform, there is a male, a woman, or even children.

The building is also a person, they also have relatives, at this moment, sin is not only the building, even their loved ones are also affected.

On the weekdays, the identity of the building can make his loved ones, do not have to be accounted, no need to be hungry, and can even be well educated.

From a certain aspect, they are not guilty, even if they are guilty, they are not sin.

However, now, in the face of angry people, they only use dead to appease.

They are very scared, some people are in the east, and their faces are very obvious, and the uneasiness on the face is very obvious.

Death is not accepted by everyone, especially when you know that you will die, you are a torment for anyone.

The platform is not big, and there are only more than 30 people in the top, and there are "criminals" that are surrounded by the people, they are waiting, the people on the platform will be turned to them.

"What is wrong? Who is you covering your private food on weekdays? Who is telling you that people make mistakes from the dungeon? We are wrong, there is a place, but wrong in your personal, our What is the wife and children? Why do you want to wave, but they? What is the difference between you and the mob? "

Under the platform, a slightly older man suddenly violent, I don't know what to break away from the shackles of the people around, and his straight standing, loudly on the platform.

The old man is inserted, so that the middle-aged people who are talking about talking will come to an abrupt.

The old man also makes the indignant people feel slightly slow, and many people in the crowd have met.

People, divide people with bad people, in the building, good people have, bad people, one is to help the civilians under the jurisdiction, one is the civilian under the jurisdiction.

The old man is a good party in many eyes.

But at this moment, no one stands out, no one is willing to say a good words.

Some people in the population are hesitant, but more people are watching.

And a few people are hanged, and the eyes must have a sow.

The wrong is wrong, as a building, this is the biggest mistake.

It is not allowed to argue, nor will it be sacrificed.

On the middle of the stage, he looked at the old man under the stage. He was awkward: "The mistake is wrong to be the building, the wrong is wrong in them is your loved ones. For so many years, the people who die in the city How much? The life that has passed away has a copy! "

The hatred in the eyes did not cover up, and the people who walked people, the middle-aged people loudly asked the crowd under the platform: "Do you say that they are guilty!"

A brief silence, the crowd broke out.

"Guin! Guil!"

They shite shout.

At this moment they are not sensible, some only hate.