Becoming an ancient god from blood therapy

Chapter 328 The Powerful Black Pharaoh

Chapter 328 The Powerful Black Pharaoh

Here, while the group of high-level officials had given Marion the kill order, Marion had brought a group of workers to Liberty Square in the center of Massa.

Tens of thousands of workers are gathered here, and there are tens of thousands of onlookers around. From the sky, it looks densely packed, like an ant nest.

"We can't continue to be silent, the bloodthirsty capitalists will only squeeze us, they won't give us an extra penny!"

"Workers! We want to fight for our own rights! We want to be our own masters! We are not slaves of capitalists!"

"We are not slaves of capitalists!"

"We are not slaves of capitalists!"

The sky-shattering roar was transmitted from Liberty Square, and the roar here could be clearly heard two kilometers away.

"All fellow workers, let us unite! Don't continue to work for those capitalists! We must fight for our rights!"

"We want to form our guild! A guild belonging to our workers! A great organization that can guarantee the interests of all our workers!"

"My fellow citizens! It's time to stand up! Don't bow your head like those vampire-like capitalists!"

Standing at the top with a trumpet, Marion continued to make inspiring voices.

Ross was standing by Marion's side at this time, because he had already sensed that fifteen snipers had appeared on the surrounding buildings.

At the same time, among the crowd of workers, there are at least 20 people who are constantly approaching here.

At this time, Marion, who was standing on the stage, was also a little uncertain, because he knew very well that if those people wanted to kill him, they could kill him at any time here.

But now the arrow is on the string, and it can't stop.

Just when Marion was very worried, a voice from nowhere entered his ears.

This voice is still so mysterious, calm, and elegant.

"There are 35 people approaching right now to kill you."

Hearing this, Marion's slogan froze for a moment.

Ross continued: "Don't stop shouting, I say you just listen."

Naturally, Marion was someone who had experienced it, so he quickly returned to normal and continued to speak.

"Someone will shoot in a while, and I will let the bullet scratch your clothes and skin, and you will bleed a little, but it's just a superficial wound."

"Know what I mean?"

Marion's brain spun at high speed, and he immediately knew what Ross meant.

He nodded slightly to show his understanding.

"Children can be taught." Ross was very satisfied, and sat leisurely in mid-air, waiting for those people to make a move.

Marion's rousing speech continued.

At this time, the killers hiding in the surrounding buildings are ready.

They are all experienced fighters, and the weapons in their hands are also the most advanced sniper rifles obtained from the military department, with an effective distance of 500 meters.

And now the distance is only less than 300 meters, the bullet can easily blow that guy's head.

Taking a deep breath, according to the agreement, the killer on the north side shot first.

boom!
A heavy gunshot rang out, and the people in the square became quiet after hearing this, and then turned their heads to look at Marion.

Everyone knows that the vicious capitalists have always regarded Marion as a thorn in their side and a thorn in their flesh.

The shot must have been aimed at Marion.

Sure enough, when everyone looked over, they saw a bloodstain appearing on Marion's cheek at this moment, and the blood was flowing down the wound.

"Mr. Marion! You are injured! Come down quickly! Someone is going to kill you!" All of a sudden, the workers below hurriedly shouted.

On the stage, Marion fell into a momentary silence.

That shot just now really frightened him, and the hot bullet still makes his face feel hot.

Even at that moment, he already felt that he was dead.

But miraculously, the bullet actually turned.

"My God! The powerful black pharaoh! He actually has such a magical ability!"

After a brief silence, Marion stood up again under everyone's worried gaze.

At this time, under the gaze of everyone, Marion's face was firm, and his eyes were deep and he shouted loudly: "My fellow citizens! Did you see that! Those capitalists who only hide behind are scared! They are afraid of our voice! They are afraid Our rise!"

"So they are so desperate that they are going to kill me! Kill me, the one who led you to speak!"

"But!" Marion suddenly screamed with all his strength.

"But! They don't know! No one can stop this spirit of resistance! Even if they kill one me! There are thousands of me! Everyone present will be me! All will inherit my legacy will!"

"If I really die here today! If our death can benefit our compatriots, then! Evil capitalists! Shoot me!"

"Great revolutions since ancient times will bleed! And this revolution, I am willing to be the first person to bleed!"

Oh oh oh oh oh!
Such provocative words, such a fearless spirit and posture, especially in this situation of being almost killed, are more authentic and contagious.

"Protect Mr. Marion! Protect Mr. Marion! Find those lackeys of the capitalists!"

Just as the crowd below was filled with righteous indignation, gunshots rang out again and again from all around.

Marion didn't move, his gaze was firm and deep, and his body, which was no different from ordinary people, stood there like a mountain, majestic and firm.

The people who were still afraid of gunshots just now were all looking up at Marion, who was motionless and looked at death as if at home.

Now, no one doubts Marion, now Marion will transform from a leader to a hero!
Under their gaze, it seemed that Marion's valor and greatness had infected the heavens, or those who were in demand.

None of these bullets actually hit Marion, only one of the bullets pierced the muscle of his left arm without hurting the bone.

But even so, Marion still stood there firmly, roaring: "Evil capitalists, you will never be able to defeat a real fighter! Death can't stop him!"

But at this time, the killers around were completely dumbfounded, so stupid that they doubted life.

Not to mention that they hit all the shots, the hit rate is at least 95%!

But now, in this motionless situation, they have all kinds of empty guns, which makes them start to doubt life.

Just when they were hesitating, they suddenly felt that the door behind them was knocked open by a huge force, and then a group of workers with red eyes and angry faces rushed in frantically.

"Catch these lackeys of the capitalists! Protect Mr. Marion!"

"Damn! How did they find us!?" At this moment, the more than 30 killers were completely confused.

(End of this chapter)

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