A piece of red silk, two people holding Hydrangea, the old moon will give birth to three generations.
When Luo Yangyang, who was covered with a red veil, stepped forward and canonized and handed over the other end of the red silk in his hand to her, he was so excited that the tip of his nose was a little sour.
But just then.
The beep of the helicopter came from the sky, and the louder and louder noise made the guests look up.
They actually saw a dense helicopter flying not far away.
From the direction of the helicopter flying at low altitude, it seems to be coming towards the island.
This kind of big battle under the pressure of the army makes people feel inexplicably frightened. It's like a war is imminent. They may turn into cannon fodder at any time.
"What's the matter? With so many helicopters, nothing will happen?"
"How could something happen on the day of the great joy? Could it be that President Feng invited him to the wedding?"
"Look carefully at those helicopters, armed helicopters! Will you attend the wedding and drive armed helicopters?"
"I'm not really here to do things. Did canonization offend anyone?"
"Who knows this, first observe."
“……”
For a moment, there was a whisper among the guests.
Canonization naturally also found a group of bad helicopters in the sky.
He first looked at Yaquan, and then gave the person presiding over the wedding a look, suggesting that the other party's wedding continued, regardless of the rest.
When Yaquan saw this posture, nine times out of ten it was yadongfeng. He couldn't stand aside to watch the wedding and leave with Ma Feng.
After those helicopters flew over, only one landed, and the rest hovered over the wedding, as if with some threat.
Luo Yang was covered with a red cap. In a bright red field of vision, he didn't know what the harsh noise was.
"What's the matter?"
Holding the end of the red silk in her hand, she knew that the man standing on her left was canonized, so she asked in a low voice.
"It's all right. Don't worry."
Canonization soothed softly.
Luo Yangyang couldn't see anything. Although the guests were talking louder and louder, since the canonization said it was all right, she wouldn't guess.
Chunyucheng looked at the helicopter hovering overhead for a while and the normal wedding.
He guarded among the guests, and the enemy did not move, and I did not move, as if nothing had happened.
Because these sudden unidentified helicopters, guests who were easy to cause riots, slowly relaxed when they saw that the wedding host was so calm.
Yaquan went down to yadongfeng of the helicopter and asked in a bad tone, "what are you doing here?"
Yadongfeng is nearly 70 years old. His black hair is not white. His muscular body is also very strong. He looks like a tough man in his early fifties.
"Come to your boss's wedding."
Yadongfeng took off the sunglasses on the bridge of Gao Ting's nose and looked at Yaquan with a smile.
"You're not invited to the wedding, and we don't welcome you. You can go."
Although knowing that the other party could not leave so easily, Yaquan still ordered him to leave.
Ma Feng stood a little behind the right side of Yaquan. His expressionless face was cold, and his eyes locked yadongfeng like a sharp eagle.
"Today is your boss's big wedding. I believe you don't want to screw up his wedding because of your private affairs, do you?"
At this time, a black man was wearing worn jeans, a black shirt and strong chest muscles.
Holding a large submachine gun, he jumped down from the helicopter and stood behind yadongfeng in silence.
Yadongfeng doesn't have an old, sinister face. He looks at Yaquan in a friendly way.