Mario sat back in his chair, but no one around him found that Mario was dead.
The bullet penetrated from below the side of Mario's heart, avoiding his ribs. After forming a large cavity in Mario's chest, the bent bullet opened a large hole in his back.
On the contrary, the people sitting behind Mario screamed loudly, because Mario's back was made a big hole, and the blood spewed out straight back, splashing several people's faces behind him.
Just after Mario sat down, the crutch held by the man who grabbed the hammer cane suddenly made a clear sound, and a wisp of smoke came out from the top of the crutch.
"He has a gun! He shot!"
When the hammer roared with anger but fear, a sharp and high soprano screamed in French.
"He shot, he has a bomb! Run!"
The two voices came from the mouth of the hammer. After screaming, the hammer stood up and ran outside. He stumbled all the way to push away the sitting audience and ran out at the same time.
The man who robbed the crutch of the hammer was confused, his ass was still painful, and he didn't know what had happened. He held the crutch and looked blankly at the hammer still trying to escape.
It was not only the hammer that was running away, but the panic spread rapidly around the hammer, and more and more people began to run away with the hammer.
The gendarmerie who pushed Justin away turned his head and looked at the place where the riot occurred. Then he saw a man standing there with an object loaded with a stick, and everyone around him was running around in panic. So the gendarmerie immediately left Justin and ran quickly towards the place where the riot occurred.
The seats of the Italian delegation were also in chaos, because some of them were shot and died, so several people in black quickly appeared around the Italian prime minister, pressed his head, and then several people surrounded him in the middle, and several pushed him away.
Not only the Italians, the first reaction was the Americans.
In fact, the top leaders of most countries received similar treatment. Several people surrounded them and quickly covered their departure.
Most of the audience did not know what had happened, because the sound of guns was very loud. Whether it was a repeat of the war or on the big screen, the sound of guns came out. The riots were only concentrated in one corner and did not spread to the whole audience.
Now it was not chaotic enough, so jarebin gently waved his hand.
There was a sudden explosion in the audience.
The explosion was not very powerful, but it was loud enough and the panic was strong enough.
The riot finally spread to the whole audience.
Jarebin stood up, supported by Vassili, and whispered, "get out."
The battle on Gao Yang's side continues.
Gao Yang pulled the bolt of the gun and grabbed it when the cartridge case in the gun chamber jumped out. Then he ran a few steps, lay on the sand and fired three shots into the sky.
Gao Yang still had two bullets in his pocket. He pulled out all the bullets.
The parachute jump continued. The first person to fall had stood on the ground. Several people waiting on the ground came forward and helped the old man, but the battle continued.
At this time, a German who was not far away from him suddenly said strangely, "what's the matter over there?"
Gao Yang turned his head and saw that the audience had completely fallen into chaos.
Just then, the French gendarmerie who remained in the fort rushed out and roared loudly. A German said suspiciously, "what is he shouting? What's the matter?"
A large number of police and gendarmerie rushed to the audience, especially the French presidential guard. In addition to protecting French dignitaries, they also tried to find out the source of the riots to control the situation.
Looking around, the audience was full of panic.
But there was only one person, the one sitting in front of the hammer and still holding the hammer crutch until now.
When he saw a large number of people in plain clothes, military uniforms and police uniforms rushing towards him, the bearded man was excited. Then he threw his crutch, raised his hand and shouted, "it's not me, it's him, it's..."
No one was listening to what he said. At least a dozen people rushed to the unlucky egg immediately selected by the hammer, came forward and put it on the ground. After stepping on the ground with his hands behind his back, someone immediately began to search him.
Nothing was found from him, but a man in plain clothes picked up his crutch, just looked at it, and then said loudly, "this is a gun!"
Unscrewing the handle of the crutch, a cartridge case fell out of it.
Another person who searched around opened the bearded chair and saw two bullets under the chair, both of which were stuck under the chair with tape.
"That's him."
"It's not me, it's not me. Just now my ass was stabbed. When I jumped up, an old bastard gave me a crutch, not me. He wanted to attack me. It's true, it's true!"
"Keep these words with the judge, asshole!"
A police officer who looked very angry in his police uniform said fiercely, and then said loudly, "he must have an accomplice. Find it!"
The whole celebration was disturbed, but just then, there was another explosion in the audience seat.
The explosion was much more powerful this time, and the sand splashed everywhere, but fortunately, the crowd had run away, and no one was hurt by the explosion.
However, the powerful explosion made the audience more flustered, and changed the minds of those who tried to maintain order and find out the real murderer from the audience. At this time, protecting the safety of people's lives is the first thing.
"Evacuate the crowd and arrange people to evacuate orderly!"
Generally speaking, it is easy to tell the general direction of the projectile from the wound or face of the shot.
But Mario stood on his side when he was shot. When he sat down and died with his head up, the direction indicated by the wound changed.
There are dead people in the official delegation of Italy, which is very serious. It is very serious for Italy and even more serious for France as the host, because it is like a hand slapping in the face of France.
Looking at the wound, a man immediately pointed in a direction and said loudly, "where!"
Anyway, the Italian presidential bodyguard is not pointing in a high-profile direction, not a fighting position where the war is going on again.
The French sent emergency workers, but they all knew they were hopeless.
The French are shameless and feel sad one by one. The Italians seem very angry, because they will be very angry when their companions are shot and killed while participating in such a grand commemoration.
But Italy is just angry. People with a little identity, or people who know Mario's identity, know who did it and why.
Justin must have done it, but it can't be said. The Italians soon reached a consensus, because the French are very angry now. It's best not to let the French connect the disturbance of the event with Italy. If the French can't find the murderer, it's a shame for them. In short, don't involve Italy. That's it.