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Here was a well-guarded building. There were a dozen special characters sitting in a multimedia conference room. These people were all over 50 years old. It seemed that they should look old, but they looked very young, with the very kind of majesty and arrogance of the superior.
If the names of these people were told, any one of them would belong to those powerful persons in an area or the superior people holding powers. One sentence from them could move the entire country. They were at the helm of the giant ship of the country. They were the pilots, who controlled the fate and direction of the giant ship.
There was a person that Li Zhanwu was most familiar with: Director Wang, who had always been Li Zhanwu's most powerful supporter and backer.
In front of Li Zhanwu, he was a high-ranking, admirable existence, but today in front of these dozens of people, he could only sit at the most behind and wait carefully.
On the multimedia electronic screen in the front of the conference room, it showed the scene of the withstanding among Qin Hao, Long Taibai, and Shadow at the time.
These dozens of great men were the senior officials who had planned to go to the scene to watch the battle. Because of the temporary decision last night, they chose to be here and watch the live video together.
They concentrated on the screen, looking at the three people on the arena.
Of course, the chaos and killing sounds from the live video could be heard clearly, but it had no influence on them at all, they only focused on the people on the arena, and things happening around them seemed to be unable to attract their interests.
"Hey, you say, can Qin Hao win?" At this moment, sitting in the front row, the old man in a yellow coat at the central position asked.
Some people behind then started to whisper. After a discussion, one person answered, "I think it's a little hard to say. Just now we saw that this little guy was really good, but after all, he is too young. Long Taibai has been famous for a long time, not to mention that Long Taibai has a very strong helper."
"Yeah, yeah." The rest of the people also echoed this view.
Someone simply suggested, "Qin Hao is a talent. Can we find a way to help him? In the future, the Sky Group can still rely on him. If he is not enough to fight against Long Taibai, then we will Lost an enchanting talent."
"That’s right. I think we should help him. With his talent, it won't be long for him to surmount Long Taibai, and then it will not be too late to deal with Long Taibai. After all, he is so young, and he has opportunities to surmount others."
"Well, I think I should help him and stop them from fighting. But how? They are all strong Martial Cultivators. There is no way to help. The ordinary weapons are useless. Using missiles and other weapons of mass destruction may hurt our own people."
Looking at this group of people, the man in yellow laughed, "hahaha, it seems that you still have no confidence in this little guy, but I have confidence in him. Let’s have a gamble. I bet him win. Who dares to gamble?"
"Oh..." A group of people looked at each other and did not understand why the old man in yellow was so confident in Qin Hao.
"Old chief, how do you know that the kid can win?" Someone curiously asked with a low voice.
"Hehe...." The old man smiled proudly, "Look at his eyes, and his expression, with calmness in indifference, no panic and timidity. What does this mean? This means that this little guy is capable and dares to fight with his opponent. Even if he can't win, he won't lose."
When this argument came out, the rest of the people thought about it and felt that it was very reasonable, but there were still some people who disagreed.
"Old chief, your analysis is justified, but the strength of Long Taibai is great. With a helper, two versus one, can Qin Hao win? He is calm now, but when it really starts, his calmness can’t be converted into strength. So, I reserve my opinion.”
"Hehe, if this is the case, then let's see."
"Good, let's watch it...Look, they started."
It was true. Long Taibai in the screen first launched an attack and a punch with a stone-shattering momentum to Qin Hao.
The people watching it were nervous, staring at the huge fist that smashed out, and just at this critical moment, the screen swayed, and then the pictures were distorted. After a few rustlings, the screen turned into a whiteboard where nothing was on.
"What's going on? It is the key point. Little Wang, hurry up and deal with it." A seemingly older man stood up, being angry, shouted at Director Wang behind, with a strong local accent in his voice.
"Ok, wait a moment." Director Wang did not dare to neglect and went out of the conference room immediately and called the technical personnel.
When the technician came in, they found out the reason. "Chiefs, the camera on the battlefield was destroyed by the attack, so the signal was interrupted."
"What the hell? What damn camera you’ve used? Hurry up and use the satellite to broadcast. Hurry," urged by the old man who stood up just now. He had a quick temper.
"Yes, yes." Director Wang and the technician quickly followed the instructions.
During the conversion of the live satellite broadcast, the people inside were free to discuss and whisper, and the old man in yellow went outside the conference room and waved at Director Wang showing him to go out with him.
Outside, the old man in yellow was serious, with a momentum of being not angry but frightening, “How is the situation in the Sunset District?”
"Old chief, our attack is on schedule, and the casualties are very high. I have sent several special teams to support."
Hearing this report, the old man’s face showed a trace of pity and regret, “They are all our elites.”
"Old chief, the price we’ve paid is also worthwhile. The problem of the Dragon Group is already the time to resolve. We have no choice. It is worthwhile to sacrifice this time to remove a malignant tumor and a hidden danger from the country." Director Wang comforted.
The old man in yellow nodded. "I know these, but... Alas, forget it. Let’s stop here. Well, how is the situation at the headquarter of the Dragon Group going?"
“Please relax. The plan at the headquarter of the Dragon Group’s is going smoothly. The Dragon Group’s elites have all been vacated. It is the emptiest place. With our internal response, it’s not difficult to take it. I believe there will be good news soon."
"Okay, this is good."
The old man in yellow finally got a little gratified.
...
In the Sunset District, it was already in the afternoon. The killing inside not only hadn’t stopped, but also seemed to be more and more fierce. The gunshots were naturally denser and denser. The number of armed helicopters sent out exceeded five, hovering over the Central Plaza of the Sunset District and the surrounding area, spewing a string of fire tongues from time to time, or firing a missile with a fire tail.
However, in view of the fact that a helicopter flying too low was shot down, the later ones did not dare to fly too low.
Many people outside gathered in several layers and curiously looked inside. Especially those who had just been driven out from here, who were desperately crowding in. They wanted to confirm. Was it true that they were doing exercises?
When they crowded into the front and looked at it, they found that it was really a practice, which seemed to be very violent.
Not only violent, but also very realistic, because there were many doctors and nurses rushing and shouting in the cordon, and many ambulances were coming. The wounded inside were carried out to the ambulance or to the temporary tent.
"My god, this practice is really realistic. They use real guns." someone was amazed.
Some of the paparazzi who grabbed the news were even more excited. When this realistic street fighting exercise was met, it was a piece of breaking news that was absolutely eye-catching.
So, the big TV stations and the paparazzi of news websites had rushed forward and even into the cordon to shoot.
With no choice, the soldiers responsible for the peripheral alert increased layer by layer and shouted with a tweeter to warn that they were not allowed to take pictures and must leave as soon as possible.
But those who were enthusiastic about this continued to madly rush inside, and had already rushed to the cordon.
"What are you doing. Get back!”
At this time, a military Hummer stopped nearby, and an officer with scars on his face jumped out of the car. He simply shouted at the crowds approaching the front, like thunder, which was even louder than the tweeter.
A team leader in charge of this regional alert rushed forward to salute, "Chief, xxxx is performing an alert mission!"
"You perform nothing. What are these people doing here? If the stray bullets fly out to hit them, causing people to be killed or injured, who is responsible? Can you take responsibility? Dispel them all and drag away those who disobey." Every word of the officer with scars on the face was like the thunder, and the ears around him were squeaking.
There were a few bold people who thought that he must be a high-level official, and that he must know more about the situation inside. So, they held up the microphone and shouted at the officer. "Sir, I am a journalist from XXX, and I want to ask you a few questions: the exercises inside..."
"Who the hell told you that it was a practice!?" The snoring of the officer drowned the reporter's question. "They are fighting, bleeding, and sacrificing. You guys are still making chaos here. Do you want to die?"
"What? Fight, blood and sacrifice?" Everyone was amazed, and some people woke up but couldn't believe it was true.
Now it was at the age of peace, and here was the capital city. How was it possible...?
"What are you doing here? Dispel all those people." The officer snarled impatiently.
"Yes. But sir, there are too many people. We are understaffed and need support."
"I will give you a battalion. Dispel them within ten minutes, and if anyone gets injured during this time, I will kill you!"
"I guarantee to complete the mission!"
The team leader responded loudly with a salute.
The officer with scars on the face was not wordy. He yelled at a new team of soldiers that were lining up. "Battalion One stays here to dispel the crowd, and the second battalion and the third battalion go in to support!" While shouting, he jumped on the car. The Hummer immediately roared and rushed into the center of the battle in the Central Plaza of the Sunset District.
Inside, the smoke was rolling, and the battle was fierce. The killing was proliferating.
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Here was a well-guarded building. There were a dozen special characters sitting in a multimedia conference room. These people were all over 50 years old. It seemed that they should look old, but they looked very young, with the very kind of majesty and arrogance of the superior.
If the names of these people were told, any one of them would belong to those powerful persons in an area or the superior people holding powers. One sentence from them could move the entire country. They were at the helm of the giant ship of the country. They were the pilots, who controlled the fate and direction of the giant ship.
There was a person that Li Zhanwu was most familiar with: Director Wang, who had always been Li Zhanwu's most powerful supporter and backer.
In front of Li Zhanwu, he was a high-ranking, admirable existence, but today in front of these dozens of people, he could only sit at the most behind and wait carefully.
On the multimedia electronic screen in the front of the conference room, it showed the scene of the withstanding among Qin Hao, Long Taibai, and Shadow at the time.
These dozens of great men were the senior officials who had planned to go to the scene to watch the battle. Because of the temporary decision last night, they chose to be here and watch the live video together.
They concentrated on the screen, looking at the three people on the arena.
Of course, the chaos and killing sounds from the live video could be heard clearly, but it had no influence on them at all, they only focused on the people on the arena, and things happening around them seemed to be unable to attract their interests.
"Hey, you say, can Qin Hao win?" At this moment, sitting in the front row, the old man in a yellow coat at the central position asked.
Some people behind then started to whisper. After a discussion, one person answered, "I think it's a little hard to say. Just now we saw that this little guy was really good, but after all, he is too young. Long Taibai has been famous for a long time, not to mention that Long Taibai has a very strong helper."
"Yeah, yeah." The rest of the people also echoed this view.
Someone simply suggested, "Qin Hao is a talent. Can we find a way to help him? In the future, the Sky Group can still rely on him. If he is not enough to fight against Long Taibai, then we will Lost an enchanting talent."
"That’s right. I think we should help him. With his talent, it won't be long for him to surmount Long Taibai, and then it will not be too late to deal with Long Taibai. After all, he is so young, and he has opportunities to surmount others."
"Well, I think I should help him and stop them from fighting. But how? They are all strong Martial Cultivators. There is no way to help. The ordinary weapons are useless. Using missiles and other weapons of mass destruction may hurt our own people."
Looking at this group of people, the man in yellow laughed, "hahaha, it seems that you still have no confidence in this little guy, but I have confidence in him. Let’s have a gamble. I bet him win. Who dares to gamble?"
"Oh..." A group of people looked at each other and did not understand why the old man in yellow was so confident in Qin Hao.
"Old chief, how do you know that the kid can win?" Someone curiously asked with a low voice.
"Hehe...." The old man smiled proudly, "Look at his eyes, and his expression, with calmness in indifference, no panic and timidity. What does this mean? This means that this little guy is capable and dares to fight with his opponent. Even if he can't win, he won't lose."
When this argument came out, the rest of the people thought about it and felt that it was very reasonable, but there were still some people who disagreed.
"Old chief, your analysis is justified, but the strength of Long Taibai is great. With a helper, two versus one, can Qin Hao win? He is calm now, but when it really starts, his calmness can’t be converted into strength. So, I reserve my opinion.”
"Hehe, if this is the case, then let's see."
"Good, let's watch it...Look, they started."
It was true. Long Taibai in the screen first launched an attack and a punch with a stone-shattering momentum to Qin Hao.
The people watching it were nervous, staring at the huge fist that smashed out, and just at this critical moment, the screen swayed, and then the pictures were distorted. After a few rustlings, the screen turned into a whiteboard where nothing was on.
"What's going on? It is the key point. Little Wang, hurry up and deal with it." A seemingly older man stood up, being angry, shouted at Director Wang behind, with a strong local accent in his voice.
"Ok, wait a moment." Director Wang did not dare to neglect and went out of the conference room immediately and called the technical personnel.
When the technician came in, they found out the reason. "Chiefs, the camera on the battlefield was destroyed by the attack, so the signal was interrupted."
"What the hell? What damn camera you’ve used? Hurry up and use the satellite to broadcast. Hurry," urged by the old man who stood up just now. He had a quick temper.
"Yes, yes." Director Wang and the technician quickly followed the instructions.
During the conversion of the live satellite broadcast, the people inside were free to discuss and whisper, and the old man in yellow went outside the conference room and waved at Director Wang showing him to go out with him.
Outside, the old man in yellow was serious, with a momentum of being not angry but frightening, “How is the situation in the Sunset District?”
"Old chief, our attack is on schedule, and the casualties are very high. I have sent several special teams to support."
Hearing this report, the old man’s face showed a trace of pity and regret, “They are all our elites.”
"Old chief, the price we’ve paid is also worthwhile. The problem of the Dragon Group is already the time to resolve. We have no choice. It is worthwhile to sacrifice this time to remove a malignant tumor and a hidden danger from the country." Director Wang comforted.
The old man in yellow nodded. "I know these, but... Alas, forget it. Let’s stop here. Well, how is the situation at the headquarter of the Dragon Group going?"
“Please relax. The plan at the headquarter of the Dragon Group’s is going smoothly. The Dragon Group’s elites have all been vacated. It is the emptiest place. With our internal response, it’s not difficult to take it. I believe there will be good news soon."
"Okay, this is good."
The old man in yellow finally got a little gratified.
...
In the Sunset District, it was already in the afternoon. The killing inside not only hadn’t stopped, but also seemed to be more and more fierce. The gunshots were naturally denser and denser. The number of armed helicopters sent out exceeded five, hovering over the Central Plaza of the Sunset District and the surrounding area, spewing a string of fire tongues from time to time, or firing a missile with a fire tail.
However, in view of the fact that a helicopter flying too low was shot down, the later ones did not dare to fly too low.
Many people outside gathered in several layers and curiously looked inside. Especially those who had just been driven out from here, who were desperately crowding in. They wanted to confirm. Was it true that they were doing exercises?
When they crowded into the front and looked at it, they found that it was really a practice, which seemed to be very violent.
Not only violent, but also very realistic, because there were many doctors and nurses rushing and shouting in the cordon, and many ambulances were coming. The wounded inside were carried out to the ambulance or to the temporary tent.
"My god, this practice is really realistic. They use real guns." someone was amazed.
Some of the paparazzi who grabbed the news were even more excited. When this realistic street fighting exercise was met, it was a piece of breaking news that was absolutely eye-catching.
So, the big TV stations and the paparazzi of news websites had rushed forward and even into the cordon to shoot.
With no choice, the soldiers responsible for the peripheral alert increased layer by layer and shouted with a tweeter to warn that they were not allowed to take pictures and must leave as soon as possible.
But those who were enthusiastic about this continued to madly rush inside, and had already rushed to the cordon.
"What are you doing. Get back!”
At this time, a military Hummer stopped nearby, and an officer with scars on his face jumped out of the car. He simply shouted at the crowds approaching the front, like thunder, which was even louder than the tweeter.
A team leader in charge of this regional alert rushed forward to salute, "Chief, xxxx is performing an alert mission!"
"You perform nothing. What are these people doing here? If the stray bullets fly out to hit them, causing people to be killed or injured, who is responsible? Can you take responsibility? Dispel them all and drag away those who disobey." Every word of the officer with scars on the face was like the thunder, and the ears around him were squeaking.
There were a few bold people who thought that he must be a high-level official, and that he must know more about the situation inside. So, they held up the microphone and shouted at the officer. "Sir, I am a journalist from XXX, and I want to ask you a few questions: the exercises inside..."
"Who the hell told you that it was a practice!?" The snoring of the officer drowned the reporter's question. "They are fighting, bleeding, and sacrificing. You guys are still making chaos here. Do you want to die?"
"What? Fight, blood and sacrifice?" Everyone was amazed, and some people woke up but couldn't believe it was true.
Now it was at the age of peace, and here was the capital city. How was it possible...?
"What are you doing here? Dispel all those people." The officer snarled impatiently.
"Yes. But sir, there are too many people. We are understaffed and need support."
"I will give you a battalion. Dispel them within ten minutes, and if anyone gets injured during this time, I will kill you!"
"I guarantee to complete the mission!"
The team leader responded loudly with a salute.
The officer with scars on the face was not wordy. He yelled at a new team of soldiers that were lining up. "Battalion One stays here to dispel the crowd, and the second battalion and the third battalion go in to support!" While shouting, he jumped on the car. The Hummer immediately roared and rushed into the center of the battle in the Central Plaza of the Sunset District.
Inside, the smoke was rolling, and the battle was fierce. The killing was proliferating.
Here was a well-guarded building. There were a dozen special characters sitting in a multimedia conference room. These people were all over 50 years old. It seemed that they should look old, but they looked very young, with the very kind of majesty and arrogance of the superior.If the names of these people were told, any one of them would belong to those powerful persons in an area or the superior people holding powers. One sentence from them could move the entire country. They were at the helm of the giant ship of the country. They were the pilots, who controlled the fate and direction of the giant ship.There was a person that Li Zhanwu was most familiar with: Director Wang, who had always been Li Zhanwu's most powerful supporter and backer.In front of Li Zhanwu, he was a high-ranking, admirable existence, but today in front of these dozens of people, he could only sit at the most behind and wait carefully.On the multimedia electronic screen in the front of the conference room, it showed the scene of the withstanding among Qin Hao, Long Taibai, and Shadow at the time.These dozens of great men were the senior officials who had planned to go to the scene to watch the battle. Because of the temporary decision last night, they chose to be here and watch the live video together.They concentrated on the screen, looking at the three people on the arena.Of course, the chaos and killing sounds from the live video could be heard clearly, but it had no influence on them at all, they only focused on the people on the arena, and things happening around them seemed to be unable to attract their interests."Hey, you say, can Qin Hao win?" At this moment, sitting in the front row, the old man in a yellow coat at the central position asked.Some people behind then started to whisper. After a discussion, one person answered, "I think it's a little hard to say. Just now we saw that this little guy was really good, but after all, he is too young. Long Taibai has been famous for a long time, not to mention that Long Taibai has a very strong helper.""Yeah, yeah." The rest of the people also echoed this view.Someone simply suggested, "Qin Hao is a talent. Can we find a way to help him? In the future, the Sky Group can still rely on him. If he is not enough to fight against Long Taibai, then we will Lost an enchanting talent.""That's right. I think we should help him. With his talent, it won't be long for him to surmount Long Taibai, and then it will not be too late to deal with Long Taibai. After all, he is so young, and he has opportunities to surmount others.""Well, I think I should help him and stop them from fighting. But how? They are all strong Martial Cultivators. There is no way to help. The ordinary weapons are useless. Using missiles and other weapons of mass destruction may hurt our own people."Looking at this group of people, the man in yellow laughed, "hahaha, it seems that you still have no confidence in this little guy, but I have confidence in him. Let's have a gamble. I bet him win. Who dares to gamble?""Oh..." A group of people looked at each other and did not understand why the old man in yellow was so confident in Qin Hao."Old chief, how do you know that the kid can win?" Someone curiously asked with a low voice."Hehe...." The old man smiled proudly, "Look at his eyes, and his expression, with calmness in indifference, no panic and timidity. What does this mean? This means that this little guy is capable and dares to fight with his opponent. Even if he can't win, he won't lose."When this argument came out, the rest of the people thought about it and felt that it was very reasonable, but there were still some people who disagreed."Old chief, your analysis is justified, but the strength of Long Taibai is great. With a helper, two versus one, can Qin Hao win? He is calm now, but when it really starts, his calmness can't be converted into strength. So, I reserve my opinion."Hehe, if this is the case, then let's see.""Good, let's watch it...Look, they started."It was true. Long Taibai in the screen first launched an attack and a punch with a stone-shattering momentum to Qin Hao.The people watching it were nervous, staring at the huge fist that smashed out, and just at this critical moment, the screen swayed, and then the pictures were distorted. After a few rustlings, the screen turned into a whiteboard where nothing was on."What's going on? It is the key point. Little Wang, hurry up and deal with it." A seemingly older man stood up, being angry, shouted at Director Wang behind, with a strong local accent in his voice."Ok, wait a moment." Director Wang did not dare to neglect and went out of the conference room immediately and called the technical personnel.When the technician came in, they found out the reason. "Chiefs, the camera on the battlefield was destroyed by the attack, so the signal was interrupted.""What the hell? What damn camera you've used? Hurry up and use the satellite to broadcast. Hurry," urged by the old man who stood up just now. He had a quick temper."Yes, yes." Director Wang and the technician quickly followed the instructions.During the conversion of the live satellite broadcast, the people inside were free to discuss and whisper, and the old man in yellow went outside the conference room and waved at Director Wang showing him to go out with him.Outside, the old man in yellow was serious, with a momentum of being not angry but frightening, How is the situation in the Sunset District?"Old chief, our attack is on schedule, and the casualties are very high. I have sent several special teams to support."Hearing this report, the old man's face showed a trace of pity and regret, They are all our elites."Old chief, the price we've paid is also worthwhile. The problem of the Dragon Group is already the time to resolve. We have no choice. It is worthwhile to sacrifice this time to remove a malignant tumor and a hidden danger from the country." Director Wang comforted.The old man in yellow nodded. "I know these, but... Alas, forget it. Let's stop here. Well, how is the situation at the headquarter of the Dragon Group going?"Please relax. The plan at the headquarter of the Dragon Group's is going smoothly. The Dragon Group's elites have all been vacated. It is the emptiest place. With our internal response, it's not difficult to take it. I believe there will be good news soon.""Okay, this is good."The old man in yellow finally got a little gratified....In the Sunset District, it was already in the afternoon. The killing inside not only hadn't stopped, but also seemed to be more and more fierce. The gunshots were naturally denser and denser. The number of armed helicopters sent out exceeded five, hovering over the Central Plaza of the Sunset District and the surrounding area, spewing a string of fire tongues from time to time, or firing a missile with a fire tail.However, in view of the fact that a helicopter flying too low was shot down, the later ones did not dare to fly too low.Many people outside gathered in several layers and curiously looked inside. Especially those who had just been driven out from here, who were desperately crowding in. They wanted to confirm. Was it true that they were doing exercises?When they crowded into the front and looked at it, they found that it was really a practice, which seemed to be very violent.Not only violent, but also very realistic, because there were many doctors and nurses rushing and shouting in the cordon, and many ambulances were coming. The wounded inside were carried out to the ambulance or to the temporary tent."My god, this practice is really realistic. They use real guns." someone was amazed.Some of the paparazzi who grabbed the news were even more excited. When this realistic street fighting exercise was met, it was a piece of breaking news that was absolutely eye-catching.So, the big TV stations and the paparazzi of news websites had rushed forward and even into the cordon to shoot.With no choice, the soldiers responsible for the peripheral alert increased layer by layer and shouted with a tweeter to warn that they were not allowed to take pictures and must leave as soon as possible.But those who were enthusiastic about this continued to madly rush inside, and had already rushed to the cordon."What are you doing. Get back!At this time, a military Hummer stopped nearby, and an officer with scars on his face jumped out of the car. He simply shouted at the crowds approaching the front, like thunder, which was even louder than the tweeter.A team leader in charge of this regional alert rushed forward to salute, "Chief, xxxx is performing an alert mission!""You perform nothing. What are these people doing here? If the stray bullets fly out to hit them, causing people to be killed or injured, who is responsible? Can you take responsibility? Dispel them all and drag away those who disobey." Every word of the officer with scars on the face was like the thunder, and the ears around him were squeaking.There were a few bold people who thought that he must be a high-level official, and that he must know more about the situation inside. So, they held up the microphone and shouted at the officer. "Sir, I am a journalist from XXX, and I want to ask you a few questions: the exercises inside...""Who the hell told you that it was a practice!?" The snoring of the officer drowned the reporter's question. "They are fighting, bleeding, and sacrificing. You guys are still making chaos here. Do you want to die?""What? Fight, blood and sacrifice?" Everyone was amazed, and some people woke up but couldn't believe it was true.Now it was at the age of peace, and here was the capital city. How was it possible...?"What are you doing here? Dispel all those people." The officer snarled impatiently."Yes. But sir, there are too many people. We are understaffed and need support.""I will give you a battalion. Dispel them within ten minutes, and if anyone gets injured during this time, I will kill you!""I guarantee to complete the mission!"The team leader responded loudly with a salute.The officer with scars on the face was not wordy. He yelled at a new team of soldiers that were lining up. "Battalion One stays here to dispel the crowd, and the second battalion and the third battalion go in to support!" While shouting, he jumped on the car. The Hummer immediately roared and rushed into the center of the battle in the Central Plaza of the Sunset District.Inside, the smoke was rolling, and the battle was fierce. The killing was proliferating.
