The audience was in an uproar.

Some people are frightened and screaming, some people are angry and staring, some people are fleeing by the door, and they are eager to try, and they intend to draw their guns and kill the V-shaped Vendetta team.

Constantine stood on the wooden table of the Speaker of the House of Commons, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth, pulled out her pistol from her waist, and raised her muzzle and made three consecutive sounds.

Pa, pa, pa.

The roar of bullets sounded in the chamber of the House of Commons, and the special architectural structure made the echoes stir, like the bell of Dalu.

Everyone stopped moving for the time being. Deadpool jumped off the table, and two pistols rotated in their palms. The movements were so cool and free-spirited that they poured bullets at the feet of the security personnel, forcing the security guards to stiffen their bodies and give up the guns.

"Whoever dares to run away, whoever dares to move, whoever dares to resist, I will kill him!"

John Constantine pressed the muzzle against the Speaker of the House of Commons. The cold steel touch of the muzzle forced the old Speaker to tremble all over, like a sieve.

All participants were sobered that they did not dare to move, and the scene was temporarily under control.

The BBC broadcasting program team next to them was shocked. These media people had never encountered such a big scene in their lives.

Media reporters, a total of 650 members of the MPs from the Conservative Party, Labor Party, Scottish National Party, Liberal Democratic Party and other parties, who were elected through democratic elections, the Speaker of the House of Commons, Deputy Speaker, and His Excellency the Prime Minister, were all hijacked.

Even the Magneto, who made the American government unable to get out of Taiwan, did not hold a whole leader to attack the country in front of the world.

This is not just an ordinary terrorist attack, but a provocation to the international order camp, which is extremely bad in nature. No matter who does this, he will face the most resolute and fierce revenge blow of the British Empire afterwards.

But before the elite British Empire soldiers came up with a way to save the fallen House of Commons, the narrow chamber was still the V-shaped Vendetta.

Deadpool jumped in Michael Jackson's space walk, moved to the meeting table, picked up the golden scepter that symbolized the imperial power of the British Empire, and played with it in his hands.

All the powerful showed resentment on their faces, but they did not dare to accuse the other party of despicable and usurpable behavior of contempt for the imperial power.

Prime Minister Rachel Ross's face was as deep as water, his hands pressed steadily on the edge of the wooden table on the podium, and blue veins swelled up, not knowing whether it was anger or fear.

Constantine, who was leaning on the speaker's chin with a gun, turned her eyes to the staff of the BBC broadcasting program team. Hiding under the ceramic mask, he said in a deep voice: "Is the camera on?"

The BBC staff looked at each other and replied in a daze: "...... is open."

"Then continue broadcasting, no contact." Constantine nodded casually, looked at Prime Minister Rachel Ross, and said with a smile: "At this moment, the walkie-talkie is full of noise and noise. The electromagnetic waves of communication are transferred from Scotland Yard to MI6. The fully armed soldiers are ready to go. The elites of the blood clan are peeping in secret, and they are still planning to solve the hijacking incident in the smoothest way."

The Prime Minister shook his head, "I don't know what you are talking about."

"You see, according to the idea of ​​the blood clan, we should first cut off the BBC's communications, and then use various decrees to delay the pace of other British government agencies sending human soldiers, and then send elite blood clan warriors to kill us terrorists."

Constantine curled her lips without comment, looked at her wrist watch, and said lazyly: "It's a pity that the BBC's broadcast communication is also held hostage by us. If we don't want the existence of the blood clan to be exposed to the world, we can only rely on the power of human beings.

In this way, it will take at least 5 minutes for human soldiers to surround the place, find out the situation, and attack the conference hall.

We can do a lot of things in these 5 minutes.”

"..." Prime Minister Rachel Ross gritted his teeth and said, "What the hell do you want?"

"Three words, fairness, fairness, or his mother's fairness."

Constantine laughed loudly: "Your Excellency said that the Syrian government forces carried out chemical weapons attacks on Duma Town, is it true?"

Prime Minister Rachel Ross's face changed slightly. She leaned on the speech table with one hand, calmed her mood and maintained the reserve of the British Empire's Prime Minister. She said calmly: "According to the first-hand information of NGOs and on-site rescue personnel, as well as the prayers received by the World Health Organization, hundreds of injured patients who were sent to major medical institutions in Syria for treatment last Saturday night all showed 'symptoms and symptoms related to exposure to toxic chemicals'... "

"etc!"

Constantine interrupted Prime Minister Ross's narrative and shouted directly: "What I want to hear is not this, I want to conclusions, it comes from your personal conclusion."

“…”

Prime Minister Ross took a deep breath. At this moment, hundreds of participants were looking at her, and there were millions of British people who had obtained information by watching BBC broadcasts.

It can be believed that as time passes every minute and every second, more and more audiences will watch this unique performance. She must be cautious, cautious, and more cautious in order to turn the tide and support the tide.

She exhaled a breath of turbid air and said in a deep voice in the dead silence: "I don't think these official reports can be faked on such a large scale," she said in a deep voice in a deep voice in a silence.

Moreover, the Syrian government has been trying to conceal evidence and conduct a thorough search of those evacuated from Duma Town to ensure that samples of chemicals are not smuggled out of the area.

Based on the above evidence, I personally believe that the Syrian government forces should indeed be responsible for the chemical weapons attacks that occurred in Duma Town.”

And Constantine just showed a sneer.

He took out a round and small iron ball from his pocket and threw it on the ground at will.

The iron ball rolled down in the narrow corridor of the conference hall and finally stopped.

Everyone who thought it was some kind of bomb was about to retreat, but the iron ball split into several petals like a flower, projecting three-dimensional images from the central output device, filling most of the space in the House of Commons.

The image shows a group of people wearing brown and yellow uniforms and white helmets.

They are known as the "White Helmet Rescue Team" and are a team of local volunteers who have been politically neutral in their country, aiming to help ordinary people who have been hurt by the Syrian civil war.

In recent years, mainstream Western media, which has maintained continuous attention to the Syrian civil war, have been praised by White Helmet for its rescue of ordinary people. They praised White Helmet as a humanitarian hero and a fighter against Assad's reign of terror.

Time magazine specifically left a front for the white helmets in a certain issue. The 2017 Oscar best record short story is "White Helmets". Western media will never lack praise for this group of "fighters".

However, Ms. Rachel Ross, the prime minister of the Western power, said a word painfully after seeing the white helmet image displayed by the V-shaped Vendetta.

“fuck….”

Her mood was roughly similar to the American master who watched the show on Magneto's Global Speech.

Something bad is going to happen.
Chapter completed!