Chapter 618 Headache and Bloodshed
At the front of the army's defense line, Stark's gathered supporters were already in sight.
The leading black man was more than two meters tall. His face was painted with Iron Man's visor with oil paint. Anger was evident in his face, and his chest was pressed hard against the muzzle of the gun.
His eyes widened, and he was not afraid even when facing death.
He raised his right arm and shouted loudly:
“These damn politicians want to force us to submit. They put guns to our hearts, make us kneel down, and then take away our money and future, and suck away our spirit and blood!
Only Mr. Stark gave us cheap clean energy and more job opportunities.
But look what those idiots did, they convicted Mr. Stark! Mr. Stark who helped us was guilty!
If they capture Mr. Stark today! Will we still have cheap energy? Will we still have a tomorrow?
I can die! But Mr. Stark must live!"
Cheers rang out all around. The black man's neck turned red. He raised his hand, grabbed the muzzle of the gun, and pushed the bewildered soldier back.
Of course, the soldier did not dare to shoot. His retreating appearance irritated everyone around him and made the scene even more chaotic.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the captain of the team immediately held the rifle tightly in his hand and walked forward quickly.
A large number of Stark supporters gathered around, and after learning about the commotion here, Stark's opponents also began to gather in the back.
Of course, there were many criminals who were frightened by Charlotte and mixed into the crowd in a panic.
What should we do now?
shot?
Brown was not MacArthur, so he certainly didn't dare to give the order to shoot.
He could only glare at Stark and think of a solution.
Stark thought for two seconds and said:
"I'll go and persuade them."
"No! You can't go there!"
General Brown rudely interrupted Stark's words, gasping for breath, and felt more and more that everything was Stark's conspiracy.
Steve, who was standing nearby, also felt that something was amiss. All this was just too much of a coincidence.
It was just a little bit, just a little bit that General Brown would give in, but now they were in a passive position. Steve frowned and said:
"How about...I'll go over and take a look!"
bang——
The team leader swung the butt of his rifle and smashed it hard on the face of the leading black man, causing his head to bleed. The blood stained the paint on his face red, making the Iron Man on his face look a bit evil.
The attack not only failed to scare the black man, but instead aroused his ferocity.
The black man's mouth was wide open, revealing his bloody teeth. His hands glowed red, and the muzzle of the gun he had been holding was flattened.
"Superpower! He is a superpower!"
One soldier shouted in horror.
Immediately, gun muzzles were pointed directly at the black man's head.
The black man's companions pressed forward again.
Someone in the back shouted in the chaos: "They don't dare to shoot, they don't dare to shoot."
At this critical moment, the soldiers' fingers were already on the trigger.
It seemed that things were about to get out of control.
"Hey——!" the soldier who had just beaten someone shouted.
bang bang bang-
He raised his gun, pointed it into the sky and fired three shots.
Shocked by the gunshots, Stark's supporters were frightened and became much more obedient.
but……
The supporters standing in front of the soldiers were obedient, but for some reason, the Stark supporters at the back of the demonstrators started a fight with the Stark opponents who came over.
There were fists and kicks fighting each other, and the fight was extremely intense.
"Fake Squid!"
Holding the rifle that had just fired a bullet, he pressed the hot muzzle against the black man's head. The scorching heat made the black man's face twitch.
The team leader's face was full of murderous intent, and he shouted at the black man:
"Now! Get out of here, or you can take a gamble and see if my Fuck's bullet will pierce your stupid ass head!"
