He hesitated, the school officials were ready to deal with the situation, and the others were not able to cope with the problem. The two biggest forces had long been forming allies, and he could not escape from the killing of other people. Even though he was faster, he was no more than the besieged of thousands of people. The gathering has the final say.
Chen Huiyong is stupid when the scene is cold. There are a group of wolves standing outside. How can they make trouble in their own nest first? At this moment, several leaders in the gathering place have forgotten all the dangers outside. They silently observe the conflict between the first force and the third force.
Neither Chen Huiyong's cousin nor the old policeman spoke or stopped him. In their view, the arrogance of the young people is a kind of test. The test of them is ultimately for the sake of two words: "power". For these two words, they can even give up fighting the enemy. This is the essence of China for thousands of years?
The school official thought that the young man was restrained by himself. He was about to say a few words of abuse when the big iron door behind him burst open. At the moment of the explosion, the school official's body fell to the ground subconsciously according to the military drill, and rolled out for more than ten laps before he stopped.
The iron gate with a weight of more than 1000 kg was lifted up and scattered into pieces in the air. The cement ground behind the front door was lifted up, and large pieces of cement were crushed to form fog. White smoke mixed with huge fireballs soared into the sky, and the brown soil flew more than 10 meters. The two blockhouses were all shrouded in the shadow of the soil.
The air wave generated by the explosion rolled up a sandstorm, and several people standing 100 meters away were overturned by the air wave. The whole sky of sand covered them in an instant, and countless pieces of stone and cement of different sizes hit them, mixed with whistling pieces of steel.
Fortunately, they are still more than 100 meters away from the gate. Otherwise, only the flying stones can shoot them into a honeycomb. Coughing in the dust, no one can stand. They lie on the ground and bury their heads on the ground, holding their brain bags tightly in their hands, allowing all kinds of soil and gravel dust to fall on them.
"Cough cough... Are you all right?" The old policeman looked up at the black smoke and scattered dust around him and asked about the situation of other people. A feeble reply fell to his ear. He could not help but feel relieved. At least all the people on his side were OK. As for Chen Huiyong, they did not have to pay attention to that man.
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