Anti-Quick Transmigration System: Black-bellied male god, please take the move!

Chapter 897 The Reshuffled World 53
Everyone was startled and rushed to the door——

But a group of figures were blocked in the collision of figures at the door, and everyone's eyes were staring blankly at somewhere in the long corridor outside the door.

Only then did Su Mo stand up calmly and walk behind the crowd, following their gazes towards the end of the corridor.At the end of the corridor, the man who used to be tall and tall is now lying in a pool of blood, and the blood is slowly flowing out from his chest.

And the people who had been surrounded were standing in the middle of the crowd, looking around fearlessly at the people who were about to attack him at any time in this chaos, and finally turned their eyes to the person who fell down in the pool of blood, hanging with a weak mouth. people who breathe.

"Kill, kill him!"

Those who rushed out of the control room and blocked the door came to their senses, and hurriedly took out their guns and pointed them at the person trapped in the center of the crowd.

"He has no chance of surviving." The tall man in the center lowered his eyes and looked at the man who was staring at him with a sigh of relief.

Only then did people recognize that the person in front of them was the power grabber who led the rebellion, and he was also the person Mr. Zhong hated most in his life.However, at this time, his words were filled with certainty, causing all the people who surrounded him to be confused.

It is conceivable that the person who fell in a pool of blood was the commander of this battleship, Mr. Zhong.

Mr. Zhong was also so angry because of his words that he seemed to want to get up, but just as he stood up, a mouthful of thick blood gushed from his lungs, spilled over his lips and teeth, and flowed out along those lips trembling with anger .

This turn of events made everyone panic, and the guns in their hands aimed more precisely at the man with a conceited smile in front of them.

"Stop futile resistance, put down your guns, and you will remain the people of Stiso."

"Don't... don't listen to him..." The man who was originally high and mighty had fallen into the filthy blood at this moment. He pressed his chest with one hand and pointed at the man's figure with the other.

"I don't have any hostility towards you, so I hope you put down the guns in your hands." Han Ci glanced at the crowd in front of him, and said again.

"Kill... him, who will kill... the...fleet that inherits from me..." Mr. Zhong looked at the person in front of him angrily, every word seemed to have exhausted his entire life's strength.

And following his words, all the guns pointed at Han Ci were adjusted at the same time, and those fingers on the triggers pressed down together——

But at this moment, the young man standing among the crowd gently raised his hands. Under the surprised eyes of the crowd, his hands seemed to have an invisible gravitational force, which made all the hands that wanted to press the trigger freeze in place. in place! !

The sound of sniffing instantly spread throughout the entire corridor, just like the fear in the hearts of everyone present, spreading silently and growing at this moment.

Han Ci turned his palm again, and the muzzle of the gun that was originally aimed at him bent backwards like a toy of soft clay. The strange scene made everyone present break out in cold sweat!

And he also stopped at this moment!
Those who suppressed them lost their fulcrum at this moment, and those who gave up pressing the trigger out of fear softened their hands, and all the guns that had been bent out of shape fell to the ground.

As for other people whose eyes are full of greed and power, as the power suddenly disappears, those who have always locked the power in their fingertips finally pulled the trigger on their fingertips!
Those guns rang out, but none of the bullets flew out immediately, and all the bullets exploded in the curved barrels! !

(End of this chapter)