The leader here is a tall guy with a face covering, but he ignores the temptation of this beauty on earth and curses a few dissatisfiedly. A guy who can speak a little weird English finally aims at the camera of the phone and curses a few passionately for a woman who does not abide by the doctrine. Now he is practicing the way for heaven... Oh, practicing the way for Allah!

Then the taller guy locked Alyssa's neck, and everyone watched the sharp knife stab in front of the camera!

The Lebanese girl was struggling violently at the beginning. When the blood burst out like a high-pressure tube rupture, the girl covered her mouth was like a chick twisting her neck. There was only pain and the darkness of death in her big eyes. Almost all the audience in front of the camera were screaming. It was hard to believe that such a girl was actually killed like this?

Lydia, who was pressed and kneeled behind, may have noticed the slack caused by the excitement of the surrounding militants cheering at this moment, and suddenly jumped up like a spring under her feet, jumping out with her particularly light and slender legs!

But several black-clad militants immediately chased out, and then the cameras wrapped in fluffy professional pickups clearly heard the woman's screams and gunshots, and then suddenly returned to quiet!

Immediately afterwards, the African girl covered in blood was dragged in with her elegant head and threw it in a pool of blood without moving!

The beauty pageant champion, the reality show champion, was killed like this?!

Of course, the youngest of the two men who were originally pressed down and kneeled on the ground was Lin Dong.

Lydia was thrown in front of him. Her companion who had been with him for more than ten days had disappeared. Her blood and the body that had lost its breath of life were still warm. Finally, Lin Dong was so excited that he rushed up and rushed towards the small gunman who held him down. However, the tall guy picked up the pistol first, turned his back to the camera and pulled the trigger continuously toward the young body!

From the moment I dragged in!

Zhou Xiaoli saw that it was clearly Young Master Lin!

The frightened Young Master Lin was not as handsome as he met when he first met him. He was covered in blood and rushed up half of his body between the white seats. He flipped up and fell over with a sudden turn!

Zhou Xiaoli jumped up screaming!

But Fang Lingying grabbed her...

Liu Shufen didn't believe that the current TV series was so bloody. She hurriedly reached out to hug her grandson to cover her eyes. Fang Lingying changed her previous panic and sat very close to the Internet TV. She almost grabbed Zhou Xiaoli with her backhand, and her voice was very certain: "Don't worry... Don't worry, don't you think this back is very familiar?"

Zhou Xiaoli's anxious temper braked: "You said..."

Fang Lingying tried hard to look at the screen, and her eyelashes were about to touch Lin Dong's body being dragged away on the TV screen, which made Du Wenhui, who had just come from the kitchen puzzled: "This daughter! Is myopia so so? I'm watching anti-Japanese dramas again, and blood is everywhere."

Fang Lingying smiled and sat down and blinked at Zhou Xiaoli: "They are making a frightening trick!"

Zhou Xiaoli finally calmed down by this expression and reached out to pick up her son: "This is really not a life that ordinary people live... You call Lin Dong's parents, what if the old man is scared to the reputation?"

Sure enough, there was already a rush over there, looking for the driver to come and ask: "They can't even get through the phone! Why...why...what...what...what..."

Fang Lingying has recovered a little bit of the police clerk’s conscience: “It’s okay, it’s okay… I should be doing a show, just a few minutes to keep watching.”

Almost all eyes are actually always looking at it.

The plot of being "peeped over" by the camera is progressing very quickly.

The corpses and blood were covered with blood. From a ignorant approach, I found that there was no camera to greet people, but a fierce militant, and I had already discovered that something was wrong. The four survivors of the desert island who were crowded together in fear have now been killed on the spot.

In addition, as we walked from the dock to the only media hall with lights on, we saw corpses and nose-filled smoke everywhere.

Saburo Ishida, who had been pressed down, was trembling all over!

He is the only person in the world who does not know what happened before the media hall. This can be seen through the Japanese personnel using the Qingyan lights to contact them as a secret code.

So when Magron, who was full of standard Mindanao's rebellious and cruel militant faces, stabbed the AK rifle in the back and said casually to the person next to him: "Where is this person? We have killed the woman who blasphemed the prophet, and have this person killed too?"

The people next to them were vicious: "Kill, kill, kill, so many people have been killed, only by killing them all can they know how powerful our prayer group is..."

Someone at the door urged: "Hurry up! The government forces are coming, kill these guys... We will immediately retreat to the island in the death sea south, and some people say we can get support there!"

The old man in his sixties, even if he is scheming or cunning, it depends on what circumstances, he suddenly entered such a place full of corpses from the island. He was about to turn around and look at the person talking. There was a man next to him who looked obviously a European photographer who struggled hard and had a slight breath, which immediately attracted a militant's pistol shot!

The distance was about one meter, and the splashed hot blood directly hit the old man's face!

The scene of death impact where blood was surging from the guns of the blooming T-shirt at close range, and then the body was motionless immediately. This treatment would fall on one's head at any time. For a person who had never experienced war, his mind was confused one after another!

In Yangpu City's words, it is difficult for old thieves and criminals to deal with. It is not that these guys have high skills in committing crimes. They just went to the palace to clean up their skills and became an old man with anti-reconnaissance consciousness. Ishida Saburo, who has always been pampered, is known for his good golf. He has never seen so many people shot and killed people at will without asking about it. At this moment, he completely collapsed. Listening to the sound of pulling the gun bolt behind his ears, his whole brain was in a state of congestion and hugged his head and shouted: "Help! Help! I serve the Japanese government, and the Japanese government provides sponsorship and contact for your prayer group... I know the island you are talking about! I know, I came for that! That was the radar station established by the Japanese, and we came for this..."

From the moment he was pulled in, Ishida Saburo's mind was probably in panic and confusion. Even if he was forced to look at everything in front of him calmly, he was still killed one after another and the beauty pageant champion and other companions were completely confused. The most important thing is that he has been alone on the island for the past ten days, unable to know what was happening outside, nor about what happened on that island.

The information asymmetry, under the pressure of losing one's life inexplicably, Saburo Ishida seized the only possible hope of survival and revealed the secret!

Maybe in this busy time, in his eyes, the dozens of cameras standing against the wall, standing and falling against the wall were just props, just like the corpse lying in front of him...
Chapter completed!