Female president's iron-blooded soldier king

CY Yang was pale and clenched his teeth tightly. He hoped that his conditions would attract Xu Youbing's attention, because he felt that it was impossible for him to turn around and run away now. Although the knife could not penetrate into Xu Youbing's chest, it seemed that it could not be drawn back. Now Xu Youbing's bulging chest is like a huge magnet, which has firmly absorbed his dagger and even made him unable to move.

Brother Bing's eyes slowly swept towards the boy who didn't know how to live or die, and even disdained him very much. He skipped him like nothing and looked directly at the countless surprised Council elders and cabinet members in front of him. Through these stunned faces, through these obscure expressions with different shapes at the moment, brother Bing knows that this is premeditated.

"He assassinated me and told me to let him go. What do you say?" One step forward, with a sharp military spike on his chest, brother Bing took one step and despised the world!

There was an impressiveness ahead, and many people could not help shaking all over. This is definitely the king's style, king in the world!

And SILAR, who had been held by others and was about to turn and leave, was already shaking all over. He suddenly felt that the situation was gone, as if his most precious thing had been pinched by the prime minister. As long as the prime minister gently started, he could destroy himself and invisible in an instant.

The trembling became more and more severe, not because of the pain of his own injury, but a fear from the bottom of his heart. It's like his whole spine was caught by brother Bing. As long as brother Bing shivers at will, he will pull his whole spine out of his old body, and what he can abandon is a mass of rotten meat collapsed on the ground.

"Prime minister, spare your life. Old ministers are bad at discipline. Prime minister, show mercy. Punish me if you want to punish me. I am willing to take the blame for my son and thank him with death!" Shrill pleading, hoarse!

"Please be kind to the prime minister. The child is not sensible. He doesn't know what you have done for karahadi. He has just returned from the Siberian special training camp of the fighting nation. He thinks he has learned all his skills. Don't you know this is nonsense." The Minister of culture and education immediately came forward to intercede for Saiyang. An old friend's heart is breaking. He can't stand idly by.

"Nonsense? Good. Do you all think so? But I don't think so! I think this is a game carefully arranged by you!

That's good. I've just come back from study! Did you forget what I did for you so soon? I, Xu Youbing, don't care about your position as Prime Minister of karahadi, because I am the Pope of hell gangs!

By my means, my people, I can survive anywhere! Apart from karahadi, I can play my own world in this area! "

Brother Bing carries his hands on his back and looks contemptuous! But there was no intention of letting Cy Young go.

"Mr. prime minister, Mr. prime minister, we are wrong. I Salar shouldn't treat a gentleman with a villain's heart! As the high elder and the high priest said, you have no second thoughts. We insist on secretly guessing your thoughts.

I admit, we have ideas about you. Kalaha Di is a member of the Botswana clan. I can not accept an outsider as our prime minister in our hearts. But now I know I'm wrong. When you are just and equal, I know I'm wrong.

You spent all your money, helped our clan through the difficulties without complaint or regret, personally collected and killed the enemy, went deep into the enemy camp and killed the enemy's generals. Completely regardless of their own safety, even now with war wounds in the chest.

OK, I'm wrong. If I'm wrong, I have to have the courage to be wrong. Prime minister, I will kill this villain myself. Don't worry, I will give you an explanation! "

With that, SILAR rushed over with clattering footsteps. During the operation, he also drew a gun from the waist of a warrior around him. The muzzle of the gun pointed directly at his son Saiyang. He was going to kill his child himself.

"All the people of Kalaha Di, the compatriots of Botswana. My child Cy Young assassinated the prime minister, which is an unforgivable mistake. Please allow my father to personally end his life and make amends for the prime minister!

High elder, high priest, I am not worthy of being the Minister of politics and religion of karahadi. I regret not listening to the instructions of the two elders and finally let my son do such a hateful thing, so I'd rather accompany my child to apologize! "

Bang, a gun!

In fantasy, SILAR fell to the ground!

......

The scene was silent, but it was as long as a century. Sellar even had countless scenes in his mind.

Her majesty returned to karahadi with her late Majesty's body. There was a scene where her majesty and the warriors of the Imperial City fought bravely against the enemy. At that time, the imperial city was in danger! But at that time, a strong figure rushed into the enemy group as if it were a God, killed left and right, and drove the fierce rebellious clans out of the imperial city.

After calming down, riots broke out in the Imperial City, and countless people poured out of the Imperial Palace and asked to mention their deposits in the bank. At the moment when the crowd was excited and almost wanted to riot, he took out a lot of gold and solved the huge economic crisis for karahadi.

Often and often, without him, kalahardi would have died. Without him, I am afraid the Botswana clan was spare none.

Asshole, asshole!

SILAR deeply regretted for a while, and now because he didn't believe him, he even took his son in!

Shoot, how to shoot. The muzzle of the gun is facing his son's young life. With frightened eyes, sellar can't shoot his child even if he dies. He is not a Bengal tiger on the grassland, not to mention the tiger poison does not eat children!

So this shot, he temporarily turned the muzzle, and the moment the bullet was fired, he chose his own head.

Dead, dead, maybe this is death. Do you know what real regret is and what real regret is after death?

"Father, father, get up quickly. Get up quickly. They're gone and everyone's gone. Get up quickly and I'll take you to the hospital!"

"All gone, son, you're dead too. Hahaha, the prime minister is simply decisive, good, good, dead! You and my father and son will be a self righteous father and son in hell! " SILAR turned painfully, was held by Celeron and sat up from the ground.

The bonfire is bright beside us, and a school of singing and dancing is peaceful. Thick smoke rushed into the sky. In the campfire, countless karahadi people and Imperial City warriors laughed, sang and even danced with the warriors of Dharma sword.

"Look, child, in fact, our decision is wrong. As the saying goes, the eyes of the people are bright. They are all warriors to protect us. We really shouldn't doubt them!"

"Father, what are you talking about? I'm not dead, and you're not dead. Do you see this army dagger? The prime minister has extraordinary martial arts. We can't guess at all. He just stood up at random. The dagger flew out like an eye, and instantly blocked the bullet you shot. So, father, you're not dead at all! "