The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

A week later.

In the room, Yunci changed into a dress. The long skirt outlined her graceful figure, her hair was pulled up, and she wore a bright crown on top of her head.

The person in the mirror wears a gorgeous black dress. The face under the veil is looming, with only cold eyebrows, a pair of eyes hides fierce aura, the proud head is raised, the swan neck is white and slender, at this moment, really Like a domineering queen.

Nineteen Villas are not far from Zhaoguo, and after a two-hour drive, they finally arrived in Zhaoguo.

On the Guodu Street of Zhaoguo, there were crowds standing on both sides, and a float drove slowly along the street. Yun Ci was standing on the float, with his hands on the railings, and the sun was shrouded in a gesture of watching all beings. The crown on her head was shining brightly.

With such a grand ceremony, everyone did not have the slightest smile on their faces. As citizens of Zhaoguo, they looked at the woman on the float with only anger and hatred in their eyes.

Guards were arranged in front of the float to take pictures, preparing to record this illusion, make it public, and continue to deceive the outside world.

It seemed that the shot was not satisfactory. The guard walked up to a few people of Zhaoguo and said viciously, "You guys, all laugh to me!"

The faces of the people of Zhaoguo were always tense.

The guard instantly took out a gun and pointed at their foreheads and threatened: "If you don't laugh, I will kill you!"

They were still indifferent, as if they had been taken away from their souls, only the hatred in their eyes almost rushed out of their sockets.

Yunci stood on the float, looking at countless resentful eyes in the crowd. For a moment, she seemed to be standing on the trial platform, becoming a criminal who was heinous, accepting trial from the world, and her body was beaten by countless sharp blades. Slowly late.

She never cared about the gaze from others, whether it was one person or ten people.

But this was the first time. Under everyone's gaze, he felt stiff, even unable to stand, so he could only hold on to the railing with his hands.

The hatred and sorrowful glances of the people of Zhaoguo made people afraid to take another look.

"Bad woman!"

A childish voice suddenly came from the crowd.

Turning his head and looking, there was a four or five-year-old boy who was pointing at the cloud words on the float with his little finger, cursing angrily: "You are not our king, you are a badass, you want to kill us, you take it away Brother and sister!"

With that, he suddenly bent over to pick up a stone and slammed it at Yunci on the float.

Yunci did not hide, watching the stone dash in the air, flying towards him, and hitting her forehead heavily. In an instant, a stream of blood leaked from the wound and flowed down her eyebrows. The veil was dyed red.

The guard quickly took out his gun and pointed it at the little boy. Yun Ci's pupils shook, and even before he could stop him, he heard a loud bang and bullets flying out. The little boy was shot in the head and his body fell backward.

"Ah—" a woman suddenly rushed out, hugging the little boy tightly in her arms, and let out a cry of grief.

The shot sounded as if the fuse was lit, and the crowds on both sides of the street exploded in an instant. The crowd rushed out and stopped in front of the floats to form a wall of flesh. Then, they picked up stone branches, or other The mess smashed towards Yunci on the float.

Yunci looked at the chaotic scene before him, letting those things hit him, and there was a dull pain after another. The crown was smashed off, the hair pouring down, messy in the wind, and the long skirt was cut several times by the stone. The crossing has become a bit tattered.