Chapter 1074

The shorter child's eyes showed a touch of surprise, as if he did not expect that Wang Yong did not drive them out like others.

The older child also quietly retracted his hand behind the backpack, but there was still a slight hostility in his eyes.

Wang Yong looks at the two children and smiles.

Wang Yong has seen too many such vagrants. His years of vagrant life and inhuman experiences have made them lose confidence in the world. Almost everyone will show inexplicable hostility, like a wild dog protecting food.

Wang Yong didn't blame them. It would not be much better for Wang Yong to fall into such a situation.

"Eat it. It's juice. It's not enough to tell me." Wang Yongdao.

The two children hesitated for a moment, looked at Wang Yong, and then looked at the table full of high-grade desserts and colorful juices that they had never seen before. Finally, there was an expression on their faces.

It was a faint joy and desire.

Two people quickly walk a few steps, such as found food stray cats and dogs, eager to capture the food.

In just a dozen seconds, they were filled with a variety of food. They are used to taking things first and then enjoying them in a corner.

Wang yongchong's waiter waved and they walked away together.

When the two children saw that there were no strangers around, they let go completely, smiling as they ate.

In a moment, they ate a table of sweets and drank a lot of juice.

"Full?" Wang Yong is just the time to appear in front of the two, asked.

Children who have just relaxed their vigilance for a short time quickly enter a state of vigilance and do not speak.

Wang Yong, with a smile, pointed to the remaining dessert on the table and said, "the rest can be taken back and eaten slowly. Do you want me to find a bag for you?"

The two children were stunned for a moment and then shook their heads.

The older backpacker plucked up his courage and begged, "can we stay here a little longer? Outside... The sun is big... "

"Yes, but don't run around." Wang Yong warned.

With that, he Jin has finished his speech in Wang Yong's stand, and a formal succession ceremony will be held soon. At this time, Wang Yong, as teacher He Jin, is not suitable to be absent.

So Wang Yong is ready to go to the rostrum.

Who knows just stepped one step, suddenly the back skirt was caught by a hand, but it was that little boy who was a little short.

He opened his eyes, looked at Wang Yong, and repeated with a stubborn tone: "don't go there... Don't go there..."

Only the short boy said a few words, then he was glared by the old boy with the backpack.

The short boy was afraid and let go of his hand holding Wang Yong's skirt.

"It's OK. I've told them that no one will rush you. You can stay as long as you like. " Wang Yong thought that the short children were afraid of being driven away by the waiter.

"My brother is not very sensible. Go ahead, sir." The older children responded.

After Wang Yong left, the elder child immediately changed his face, stared at the short child with a ferocious expression, and scolded in a low voice: "Mao suoton! Do you want to die?! No matter what, don't blame me for being rude to you! "

Maung sotun is the name of a child in Burma. The word "appearance" in front of it means "younger brother", and Soton is the name of the short boy.

Soton looked at the older child in fear and explained, "I just think he's very nice..."

"Shut up! The stronghold leader said that these people like to show their good deeds by giving alms, just like we feed the corpses to the local dogs in the stronghold. Do you really like the local dogs who show their teeth all day long? "

"Local dog is local dog, human is human..." Soton whispered.

Pop!

The older child seemed to be annoyed and slapped Soton in the face.

"Shut your mouth! Don't let me kill you first The older child warned Soton again.

Then he stopped paying attention to Soton and chased Wang Yong.

After catching up, he looked at Wang Yong with pitiful eyes and asked, "uncle, can I go to the front with you to have a look?"

Wang Yong nodded.

So they went to the VIP table.

Right above, he Jinzheng said: "I'm different from someone. Someone says that ten bets and nine losses, and advises others not to gamble. In fact, he gambles every day and likes to be called "the king of gamblers". He is still a gambler in his heart.

Although I inherit from him, I am different from him. I can gamble, but I can't be a gambler. I want to be a manager. Only a manager can win without losing. But I'm not in a business by myself, I invite everyone to join me! Because I know that no one can go on forever in the position of a banker. Only when we take turns and earn money together, can we ensure that the dealer will not fail!

My teacher told me that the word "king of gamblers" is not only an honor, but also a responsibility. I'm proud of these two words, and I'm even more responsible for them! "

Wow, there was a big round of applause.

Both government officials and celebrities in the business sector expressed their satisfaction with He Jin's speech.

It can be seen from his speech that he Jin is determined to be a gambling king totally different from he Hongmiao. He Hongmiao concentrated his wealth and power in one body, paid little attention to other people's feelings, and only passed his social responsibility, not outstanding. If he Jin can really change this point, he will be welcomed by both black and white in Tai o.

Wang Yong also stood in the back of the VIP seat and applauded.

At this time, the backpacker, who had been following Wang Yong, suddenly went to the middle of the VIP banquet.

"What are you going to do?" Wang Yong frowned.

The knapsack boy didn't answer and still walked on.

Wang Yonggang wanted to catch up, but he heard a voice behind him: "go! Let's go

Looking back, it was the short boy who was struggling to hold the corner of Wang Yong's clothes and wanted to drag Wang Yong out.

"What's the matter?" Wang Yong asked suspiciously.

"Let's go!" The short boy didn't answer, just repeated the word.

Wang Yong takes a look at the short child and then the old one with the backpack.

Suddenly, a terrible thought flashed in my heart. Are these two children

"No!"

Wang Yong screamed and ran to the front row of the VIP table.

The backpacker seemed to hear Wang Yong's chasing voice. Suddenly, he turned his head with a gloomy smile, reached out and pressed a row of buttons at the bottom of the backpack.

However, the guests at the VIP banquet didn't know what had happened. They all looked at Wang Yong in amazement, with a lot of disdain on their faces.

"What is this man shouting about? Don't you know it's a public place? What kind of person do you think he is, that's all? "

He Jin also looked at Wang Yong in amazement, with a blank face.

Teacher, what's the matter? Do you want to speak on stage? Even if it is, don't worry about it?

"Break up! There's something wrong with it Wang Yong bent his knees like a bow and sprang up with a bang. He jumped a few meters closer.

While people were in the air, Wang Yong had already issued a warning.

Before the scorn of the guests dissipated, there was a touch of panic on their faces.

Wang Jing is well-informed and knows that Wang Yong is not a free talker. He immediately focuses on the older children with backpacks.

The next second, Wang Jing shuddered: "it's a baby soldier! Run! Run

"What?"

Hearing the word "baby soldier", the whole banquet hall trembled.

Baby soldiers are a kind of cheap and efficient arms in underdeveloped areas, such as small African countries. These baby soldiers are generally in their teens or even younger. They don't need any money to recruit them. They just need some food.

In order to control these baby soldiers, the brutal controllers will force them to take drugs, if not directly kill them. Addicted child soldiers, in order to obtain drugs, can only listen to the backstage controllers and take up arms to fight.

The main reason why most people talk about "baby soldiers" turning pale is that these baby soldiers have been instilled with the idea of hatred and cruelty since childhood, and the Three Outlooks have been distorted. They are happy to kill, and even to prove their bravery, even their relatives can kill without hesitation, and then drink their blood.

Once there was a video circulating on the Internet that a terrorist organization executed a Soviet spy. The executioner was a child soldier less than 10 years old. When the child soldier opened fire, he still had a smile on his face. Finally, he calmly made up two shots before leaving.

This kind of picture makes countless people watching the video shudder.

Now, there are two baby soldiers in the banquet hall. Who is not afraid?

At that time, I heard the whole hall scream and run away, and it was in a mess.

The backpacker in the middle of the crowd, with a mysterious smile on his face, opened his hands as if embracing something.

Even when he saw Wang Yong pounce on him, he glanced at him contemptuously and spat out two words: "looking for death."

Drop, drop, drop

There was a slight sound of seconds in the backpack, but it bounced in the countdown.

The intention of the two baby soldiers from the beginning was to blow themselves up, and they didn't want to throw down the first bullet to escape.

Therefore, the setting time is very short, and does not have the function of digital display.

That is to say, even the backpacker didn't know which second the bomb would explode!

"Teacher, run He Jin jumped off the stage and roared at Wang Yong.

Others are running out, only Wang Yong is like a fool, even to the center of the explosion.

Isn't this a suicide?

Wang Yong didn't respond and his eyes flashed with cold light.

As a professional, Wang Yong knows that the so-called "last second bomb removal" in the movie is not realistic at all. The first thing a real bomb disposal expert does after encountering a bomb is to evacuate the crowd, and the second thing is to throw the bomb into the blasting barrel as quickly as possible.

Thinking about dismantling the timing device, it was definitely the donkey that kicked the brain.

"Give me the backpack!" Wang Yong reached for the backpacker and ordered.

While the backpacker boy laughed at Wang Yong and suddenly grasped the backpacker belt.

"No one can stop it, because it is the will of paaon!"

Paaong is an evil god of Burmese Ali religion. In the doctrine, believers are required to give the first night of the girl in the family to him and use the girl's blood essence to support his golden body. With the development of time, this oblique religion has been annihilated in the history of Myanmar. Unexpectedly, it will reappear in a child soldier.

It can be seen that the people behind the scenes controlling these baby soldiers are using both drugs and religion.

"Then follow your paaon Wang Yong's eyes suddenly flashed a cold light, holding the right hand of the backpack strap and throwing it out.

The children in the backpack, together with the whole backpack, flew up.

It's like a shell blasted by a cannon, with a roaring sound, crashing into the glass window on one side of the banquet hall.

With a click, the window was broken, and the backpacker rolled in the air and flew out of the window.

"No!" The knapsack boy let out a cry of panic, reached out in despair to catch something, and returned to the banquet hall.

It's a pity that paaon, who he believed in, didn't give him any magic power. He was still rolling. When he was about to hit the huge lighthouse fountain outside the hotel, suddenly a deafening explosion came.

A huge air mass was formed out of thin air, and then the smoke rolled, and debris, rocks, and water droplets splashed everywhere.

The lighthouse fountain collapsed and fell to the ground.

Sputtered shrapnel mixed with shock wave exploded on the wall of the banquet hall, directly burst out a huge gap, rolling rocks, shocking.

It's still so powerful from such a distance. If it explodes directly in the hall, I'm afraid the whole hall won't be able to run out!

In the center of the explosion, in addition to the thick smoke, it is difficult to see even the bloody remains of the backpacker children.

The destructive power of modern bombs is enough to melt the car hub into molten iron, let alone human beings.

I'm afraid that at the moment of the explosion, the backpacker has been blown to ashes.