Chapter 139 Untimely

Is that a power? The whole street was stunned. Looking at the people who were frozen into ice sculptures, no one could speak. Gorgeous and beautiful, it shines faintly in this dark sky that is not yet bright. It is like a work of art, but the people inside are dead.

"Kill... Kill!" A man shouted, Li Chunyuan stretched out his hand and pointed, and another ice sculpture formed in front of everyone: "Don't make noise, don't act rashly, don't move in place, and then follow the order to be arranged by the soldiers to go home, otherwise, die!"

There was silence. No one wanted to make a sound on the whole street. The cold wind blew, and the clothes that had just been soaked in cold water brought extreme chill. No one wanted to run around anymore. All they wanted was to do was to go home and make a fire and dry their bodies and clothes.

Li Chunyuan looked at it and no longer let the soldiers in the team behind him go out, because this person is really busy and will only delay things. Reach out and point to a place and ask the soldiers to go and isolate the place: "This place will go home first, and the rest will wait for a moment."

Those people didn't dare to care about anything. They scattered in all directions and went back to their homes. Li Chunyuan pointed to another area again. Without soldiers passing by, those people understood what Li Chunyuan meant and dispersed together. In less than ten minutes, the whole street was scattered, leaving only a woman in a shabby police uniform staring at Li Chunyuan.

Li Chunyuan came to her and said, "Officer Su, did General Luo invite you? If not, you are also forbidden to go out. Please go back as soon as possible.

Officer Su stared at Li Chunyuan: "The executioner, butcher! Inhumane! Luo Yuanchao invited me, so you can't find an excuse to kill me, can you?"

Excuse? What an interesting statement." Li Chunyuan stretched out his hand, and Officer Su did not give in at all, as if he didn't care about becoming an ice sculpture at all. Li Chunyuan smiled coldly and squeezed her chin irritably: "It's unfortunate that I rarely use excuses."

Officer Su's eyebrows stood upright, and he didn't care about Li Chunyuan's hand at all. Instead, he looked calm. Li Chunyuan rubbed it carefully. The skin touched on his hands was smooth and plump, and there was an excellent touch like mutton fat and white jade. It is absolutely impossible to imagine that this is the wonderful feeling that people's skin can have in the end of the world. Maybe this is the so-called beautiful woman in troubled times?

"Li Chunyuan!" Li Chunyuan felt that his arm was pulled. He frowned and withdrew his hand holding Officer Su's chin. He turned his head and saw that it was Li Feifei, and there was some inexplicable brilliance in her eyes. Li Chunyuan exhaled and said to Officer Su, "How about going to General Luo's place together?"

"Huh! When the people have democratic freedom and universal values, butchers like you only deserve to be hung on this long street!" Officer Su turned around and left without looking back, paused for a moment, and then said, "Pervert, pervert, big ** ~ stick!"

Li Chunyuan sneered and said to the people behind him, "Let's go to Luo Yuanchao." The group continued to move forward and turned a street. There was blood everywhere. Obviously, there had been some conflicts. Some people covered their heads or hugged their feet and groaned on the ground. Under the condition of lack of perfect medical care, what awaits them will be a cold end, that is, to be crippled or die slowly.

A large group of soldiers walked around with steel guns and completely suppressed the situation. Li Chunyuan knew that while doing it himself, Luo Yuanchao also chose to do it, which was not as dull as he thought.

Su Pan, who was one step ahead of Li Chun, stared at the scene of blood flowing into the river and looked at the soldiers in disbelief: "Aren't you soldiers? How can you kill people at will?

Li Chunyuan walked over impatiently: "Woman, how many times do you have to say it before you understand? What kind of ridiculous naive political ideal is a fantasy? Can you point fingers when you understand what you think you understand?

The soldiers pointed at them with steel guns: "Report your name and don't go out without an order."

Li Chunyuan and others reported their names, and Su Pan reluctantly reported their names. The soldiers nodded, and the leading officer said, "Please pass as soon as possible. This place is very close to the headquarters, and there must be no change."

"The executioner, butcher, go to hell..." Su Pan cursed and walked forward in a low voice. Not only Li Chunyuan around her heard it, but also many of the soldiers heard it, and they all frowned.

A soldier couldn't help grabbing her hand. Su Pan was shocked: "What are you doing?"

What are you doing? Come and have a look!" The soldier's excited eyes turned red, and he looked extremely afraid of people in the faint sky. Su Pan struggled to shake off his hand: "What are you doing?! Do you know what politeness is?

The soldier pointed to the ground: "How much do you think we have done here? Those who have died were trampled to death, squeezed to death, and even killed by those people. Why do you say that about us? We just came out and injured a few people to maintain order. Why do you say that about us? Do you know what will happen to you if these people become molls? If you can't go here, you will be dismembered by the fork!"

Su Pan's body was shocked and he shook his head in disbelief: "Anyway, they can't talk anymore. Isn't it up to you? Everyone yearns for democracy and freedom in their hearts. You are blocking the path of other people's freedom..."

"Mom, this woman took the wrong medicine? Why is it so evil?" Lao Zhang stood behind Li Chunyuan and turned a blind eye to the facts in front of him. For Gu Zuoyou, he could not understand the woman who could maintain his sense of justice.

Li Chunyuan nodded: "Maype, let's ignore her. Luo Yuanchao should also wait for a hurry. Let's go."

A group of people walked forward, and soon Su Pan rushed up, with a victorious look: "Those people still want to kill people. Fortunately, I ran back smartly. One day, these dictatorial violent elements will be hung on the long street and exposed."

Li Chunyuan covered his head. He not only felt a headache, but also felt that his right hand seemed to be a little dirty: just now, his hand was cheap and he touched such a woman. Who knew if the brain disability would be contagious? If others want to shut up, will they still let you live? How big is this paranoia? Besides, what kind of liberal and democratic argument, aren't you just bullshit in this turbulent time? Is freedom and democracy going to expose people's bodies? I don't know what to think. The woman's head seems to be completely broken.