Chapter 1381: 2.817 violence with violence

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The great prince Shu Quan did not expect that this situation would become what it is now.
When she returned to God, the people around her came back anxiously, "It's not good for Princess Wang, Miss Four was scattered by the crowd."
"Why, how can this be?" Shu Quan was pale for a while, and his body was shaking. "Hurry up, look for it!"
Shu Quan brought eight guards. Even if he wanted to go halfway to find Shu Hui, the crowd was like a sea, and the guards couldn't squeeze out to find someone.
In fact, she told the four sisters not to come here for fun.
After all, this place on Xiluo Street is really a bit messy. She was afraid of such a situation and failed to protect Simei.
By then the mother must be the first one to let her go.
"Prince Princess, don't worry, maybe Miss Four is fine. We won't be able to squeeze out at this moment, or we will wait until the crowd spreads out."
Shu Quan's face turned pale. Before thinking of it, in fact, the order of the team was quite orderly at the beginning. After leaving the meters, everyone left happily.
However, as the waiting time grew longer, some strong men in the back of the line shouted impatiently.
After a good trip to send rice, it eventually turned into a violent riot. The most pitiful is the poor people who have no hand to control the power of the chickens. Those who escape quickly can avoid a calamity, those who escape slowly, and no eyes The fist kicked his head up.
In anxiety, the two thousand embargoes followed the prince and concubine.
Once in the field, the chaos was brought under control.
"His Royal Highness? Your Royal Highness !!" The great prince and concubine Shu Quan exclaimed in surprise and joy.
Xi'er and others also exclaimed with excitement, "Your Highness is down, it is Your Highness, Your Down!"
"We are saved, great."
The two thousand elite soldiers are well-trained and have amazing mobility.
After a while, the troublesome three to fifty strong men were completely subdued.
Speaking of them, most of those strong men are ordinary people, just a bit more energy than ordinary people.
It is too easy to deal with the two thousand trained embargoes.
Among them was a little leader who resisted fiercely. He raised his fist in front of Mo Lian to hold a woman, and fiercely fiercely beat him.
In the fury of Mo Lian, Ze Ma rushed forward, pulled out the Wu Yue Sword, cut off his waist, and the brave man died on the spot.
Such a accident frightened everyone, and Shu Quan was even more unlucky. He happened to be standing near the little boss, and sprayed his face with blood.
Shu Quan shivered, covering her face with both hands and screaming in horror.
When Morian heard the familiar barking, she turned the horse's head and struck the horse through the crowd.
Qiao Mu sat in front of him, and curious eyes fell on Shu Quan, the great prince. She knew this woman and seemed to be Mo's grandmother.
Molian frowned. Could this inexplicable upheaval be a good thing for these women?
"Go and ask what's going on." Morin murmured coldly, glancing at a few people.
A group of embargoed guards stepped forward to push the civilians to the two lanes, leaving a lane in the center that could accommodate the past of the two horses.
Hui Feng and others rushed forward and asked a few people to ask questions.
Although the unlucky people were frightened, Baba was able to tell the story. It didn't take long for Molian to understand the whole situation.
Shu Quan had already returned to God at this time, and rushed out of the guard's protective circle to shout, "His Royal Highness."
(End of this chapter)