Female president's iron-blooded soldier king

Everyone was stunned. They underestimated Mo Bodhi's ambition and thought that this guy would give up and accept the trial of the high priest in the face of Uncle wana and his fellow people. After all, the high priest can't really execute the guardian of a family, but other criminal responsibilities are inevitable. Don't think the crazy Mo Bodhi has been blinded by power and desire, and even shot and killed the high priest!

Wow, the brothers of Dharma sword immediately gathered around. The boys were quick to respond. Their duty was to guard the safety of their Royal Highness with their lives. So at the moment, they found danger and took the princess from the roof for the first time. They used their own body to protect the safety of their royal highness and wanted to send it to the car. Only the Royal car is the safest place. No matter what happened, no one can hurt the princess's highness.

"If you want to run, hahaha, kill your father and usurp the throne. If you do such a great and evil thing, you dare to inherit the throne here. Today, I Mo Bodhi will kill my relatives and deal with you, an evil son who doesn't respect law and discipline and filial piety!"

Mobodhi did not do two, and quickly raised her gun. The gun was suddenly aimed at her royal highness, who had not yet opened the door.

Wana's heart was cold. At the moment, there was all despair in her heart. The black muzzle was less than two meters away from her. As long as Mo Bodhi's finger was buckled, I believed that he would take his life in an instant. Wana is not afraid of death, because she will not feel sad because of death. It's just that she still has a lot of things to let go and didn't have time to explain and deal with.

Very important, very important, the first point is Xu Youbing's bravery. When fighting against the anti clan, he was the one who killed the most and made the greatest contribution. He drove a Land Rover and was brave like a demacia hero. His witty command and brave figure were like a hero shouting long live demacia and rushed into the enemy group without hesitation!

Bad, uninhibited appearance, even the appearance of squinting with a cigarette in your mouth, is the most charming moment. But there are a lot of things I haven't told him. Will I die like this?

Kalaha Di's people were shocked. No one would believe that the distance from mobodhi could not kill the princess of Botswana. Unfortunately, a royal ruler who had just succeeded in returning to the palace did not become a victim of power struggle. No one dared to act arbitrarily, and no one thought that wana would escape this disaster. Although there are a lot of guards around her, so what? The guards have been surrounded by the government legions coming quickly. Almost no one gives the guards time to react, and the muzzle of the guns has been against each other's heads.

Including the elders of the Botswana clan, they sigh again and again. The high priests were shot and killed by Mo Bodhi without hesitation. Even if they went up by themselves, wouldn't it still be the end of being killed.

With his fingers slowly exerting force, Mo Bodhi felt that the general trend had been set, that he was fully in control, and that he was already in his own hands. But when shooting, he needs to do one thing, that is, the elder must take off the crown symbolizing the king's identity on wana's head. How can this crown be worn on her head? If you want to wear it, you should also wear it on your own head.

But the crown was not worn by himself. This king must be granted by the high priest before it can be recognized by the people. Because the king is ordered by God's gift, which symbolizes supreme dignity. But if the high priest dies, the elders can only take his place!

"Bo Presbyterian, you are the only great elder of our Botswana clan. Though she is my niece, he killed my elder brother, and now he obviously killed his father. So before I kill her, please take down the crown on his head. I don't want the crown of our clan to be covered with scorpion blood. This will degrade the honor of Botswana's imperial power and damage the image of our kalahardi country.

"Millie, Millie, Millie@# ￥%%... &... & may Allah bless karahadi with supreme glory!

Mo Bodhi, you dream that you are pointing a gun at our new queen kalahadi. Don't think I don't know and can't see your sinister intentions. Come on, it's useless to say more. You have the courage to kill me! " The elder is dignified. He has seen Mo Bodhi's sinister intentions for a long time. It is obvious that this guy wants to seize the imperial power and take the crown just to find a good excuse for killing the new queen himself.

Everyone knows that killing a king wearing a crown is a coup, and if you kill a king deprived of the crown by the clan elders, the statement will completely change!

"You want to die!" Mo Bodhi became angry with shame. The muzzle of the gun turned in an instant and shot the great elder. Since he can kill all the high priests, what about killing another elder. The military power is in his own hands, and there are nothing more than a mob in front of him. Apart from a few warriors in the Imperial City, Mo Bodhi doesn't believe who can help me now!

But at this time, a sharp blade suddenly hung out in the air, with a blue light, instantly hit Mo Bodhi's wrist, and then with a puff, it easily pierced Mo Bodhi's whole wrist, penetrating three points.

"Ah!" Mo Bodhi widened his eyes, held his wrist in disbelief and shouted in pain. What else can be faster than his bullet? At such a close distance, it was obviously an army dagger that penetrated his wrist. Not only Mo Bodhi, no one at the scene could see that it was a flying knife. They are all masters of playing with knives, because they have been hunting on the grassland since childhood. In addition to playing with knives and *, the most unfamiliar thing is hot weapons.

But just when everyone was surprised, a figure beside the Royal car flashed and rushed between wana and Mo Bodhi. Then the man stretched out his hand and easily grabbed Mo Bodhi's neck.

A M-4 * was put on Mo Bodhi's head. The man roared and shocked the earth.

"Everyone put down their arms and surrender! If not, there is no amnesty for killing! "

"Botswana - Xu! Your highness! "

"It's Xu!"

"It's your highness!"

"Oh, my brave Xu!"

Dada dada

Frank shot at the first time, and the members of the Dharma sword reacted quickly. Paul immediately followed and killed several government soldiers who rushed forward. Obviously, these people are close friends of Mo Bodhi. Only by killing them can we turn the situation around.

To everyone's surprise, at this moment, the elder suddenly came forward without hesitation, held a sharp ear machete tightly in his hand, and stabbed Mo Bodhi's chest without hesitation. He took the knife and did not hesitate to deal with the guy who had been blinded by desire, and personally sent him to Allah. The sharp knife stabbed into his chest. The elder then pulled it sideways and suddenly a blood arrow splashed out. This knife just stabbed into Mo Bodhi's heart, like the blood pouring out after opening the gate. Mo Bodhi fell down beside the high priest with a pop. He couldn't die anymore.