Chapter 498 Disposal of Soldiers
The king's face was filled with wonder, and when he turned his head, he found that the person who made this sound was Fiona.
Fiona stood not far behind him, and when he looked over, she showed a faint smile at him, which looked the same as usual, but for some reason, the king just felt strange and awkward, and looked at Fiona in front of him, feeling that nothing was right.
"Fiona, why are you here?" The king didn't find anything wrong. He sank to the people behind him and said, "Go back quickly, don't come and get involved. I said I would pick you up when everything is over."
"Oh? End?" Fiona still walked slowly towards him, without a slightest pause.
Because Fiona was one of her own, the soldiers did not attack her. She walked all the way to the car where the king was, and the process was very smooth.
Fiona stood face to face with the king. She smiled slowly. "It really should be over."
The king's brow frowned and looked at the people close at hand. For some reason, the strange feeling in his heart became more and more intense.
Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly took two steps back in a hurry. His fingers trembled and pointed to Fiona in front of him. He said in shock: "You, you are not Fiona!"
Although the person in front of her has the same appearance and voice as Fiona, there is a firm look in her eyes, unlike Fiona's soft and weak appearance before.
If you look carefully, there are many dissimilarities between them, but the king has never found them before.
"Tut tut, you found out, but I'm sorry, it's too late now!" Fiona slowly stretched out her hand and took off the human skin mask over her face. At the same time, her height, which was half a head shorter than the king, was also rising, but she grew a head taller than the king in an instant.
The king looked at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him with a frightened face, and his mouth was as wide as if he could put an egg.
Jackson smiled and threw his human skin mask to the ground. He raised his hand to Charlee Ford and said, "Boss, I finished my task."
Charlee Ford squinted, gave a "hmm" and said, "Did you get it?"
"Of course, who else do you think controls these soldiers?" Jackson said with a smile.
The King looked at Jackson in disbelief. He watched Jackson slowly pull a box out of his bag, and his expression of shock gradually changed to panic.
"No, you give it to me!" The king held out his hand and wanted to snatch the box from Jackson's hand.
However, where is Jackson's opponent, Jackson jumped off the armored car lightly and walked to Charlee Ford's side. "Boss, this is the mother method of controlling soldiers."
Charlee Ford took it, opened the box and glanced at it.
Rao is already prepared psychologically, but she was startled by the mother Gu in the box.
The huge mother Gu is as thick as her arms, trapped in a box, lazy, and Charlee Ford almost thought that the mother Gu was dead if her stomach was not still fluctuating.
The king's eyes were cracked and he nearly fell off the armored car. He said hastily, "No, that mother Gu is mine! Give it back to me!"
However, no one paid any attention to him at all.
The king bit his teeth and knew that he was finished now, let alone the throne. He estimated that he could not even keep his life now!
When he saw this, he quickly ordered the soldiers around him: "Quick! Kill them for me, quickly!"
However, the soldier's eyes were dull, just staring at Charlee Ford's mother Gu, as if he didn't hear what the king was saying at all, and ignored his words directly.
The soldiers no longer listen to the king. Now the mother is in Charlee Ford's hands. They only listen to Charlee Ford.
If Charlee Ford didn't give the order, they didn't have any other actions.
The king gritted his teeth and knew that his general trend was gone. He took advantage of Charlee Ford and they were still a few minutes away from himself and jumped out of the armored car to escape.
However, the road behind him was stopped by Su Mo. Su Mo held his chest and looked at the king with a smile and raised his eyebrows. "Where are you going?"
The king was shocked.
He really didn't think of how this group of people came into being, and they could do this unnoticed.
Sumo grabbed the king's shoulder, seemingly gently grasping it, but the king struggled a few times, only to find that he could not earn his grip no matter how he broke free.
The king's face suddenly turned pale!
"Boss, how to deal with it?" Su Mo shouted at Charlee Ford at a distance of five meters.
Charlee Ford waved his hand and said, "Take it back to the palace and shut it up first."
As for how to dispose of it, we still need to discuss it with the group of witchcraft teachers.
Sumo smell speech, carrying the king and obedient back to the palace, let him how to struggle and shout, can't break free.
The soldiers stood in uniform to one side. Without Charlee Ford's orders, they were as motionless as marionettes, and their standing posture was very standard.
"Charlee, are you all right? Scared me to death." Zhou Yutong and others jumped up from behind and wanted to jump into Charlee Ford's arms, but they were stopped by a look from William Bryan.
Zhou Yutong skimmed his pie mouth and looked at Charlee Ford pitifully.
"We're all fine." Charlee Ford shook his head.
Zhou Yutong smell speech, relieved, patted the chest some terrified looking at the soldiers around, although they have been motionless, but from the momentum still look some frightening.
Civet cats and Jackson and others also met.
The civet cat looked at Jackson, who was proud of his face, and sneered: "Did you master those soldiers long ago, but deliberately shot so late, and wanted the boss to be shriveled?"
Jackson stared wide and quickly explained, "How is it possible? There is absolutely nothing. Don't provoke my relationship with the boss!"
Civet cat hehe smiled.
After several people fought for a while, William Bryan took Charlee Ford's men to the car and asked her, "What are you going to do with these soldiers?"
As soon as his voice fell, there was a sob next to him: "My son, how did you become like this?"
They looked along this voice, I saw an aunt in her fifties, holding one of the soldiers, crying, her hair was half white, and her face was full of traces of years.
Not only that, but there were other people next to them, or women with children in their arms, or children with timid expressions, all of whom were holding a soldier and crying bitterly.
The scene once fell into a sad atmosphere.
Some of these soldiers are fathers, some are sons and some are husbands.
Before they became soldiers, they also had happy families.