The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

At the moment when the trigger was pulled, the executioner discovered in horror.

He couldn't move.

The eyes exposed outside the mask were full of horror, panic, and disbelief.

He tried frantically to keep his fingers from pressing down.

But couldn't move.

My body was completely out of my control, as if someone else had taken control away from me.

How, how is it possible...

Seeing that he was still dawdling, the commander could no longer control himself.

He said coldly, "Idiot, what are you dawdling about?"

If you don't hurry up, shoot these people.

"I, I can't move..."

The man's eyes were full of fear, and he stammered this sentence.

The air became quiet.

The person in charge of the command cursed secretly, not believing the nonsense about not being able to move at all.

"Go away, I'll do it myself!"

He grabbed the machine gun, turned it around and prepared to fire.

The moment he pressed the trigger, a chill suddenly spread down the soles of his feet, and his whole body was frozen, unable to move.

He stopped.

Like a sculpture, only the eyes are still moving around.

The other members in the yard panicked, walked over doubtfully, and patted the second frozen person, "Dick, Dick? How are you?"

"I, I can't move..."

The first person who said this was probably false.

When the second person says this sentence, the credibility will be greatly increased.

The people in the courtyard, whether they were hostages or terrorists, all focused their attention on Dick and the others.

"It's God. God has sent blessings to save us..."

The woman holding the child suddenly cried out in pain and fell to her knees without warning, pressing her forehead against the gravel-filled earth.

Start reading the scriptures.

"Children, hurry up and pray to God. It must be a blessing from God..."

After the mother and son knelt down to pray, the hostage kneeling next to them slowly followed them to the ground.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

The feeling of surviving the disaster came over me, and I was so grateful that I started to pray.

Among the kneeling hostages, Jimmy, who was kneeling upright, stood out.

He is a highly educated person who believes in science and has no faith.

But the scene in front of me can really be called a miracle...

"Dick, what should we do?"

The beheading operation is a task assigned by the boss, and it is a task that they must complete.

Dick couldn't even turn his neck. He gritted his teeth and said, "Kill them quickly! Do you want to be punished by the leader?"

Norden is not a good person.

His punishment was at least the loss of his arms and legs.

Thinking of this, the remaining people turned pale.

After a long time, someone stood up and pointed his gun at the hostages who were lying on the ground praying.

He pulled the trigger slowly and carefully.

No surprises.

Became a sculpture.

Still no gunshots were fired.

The person opposite who was recording the video with his mobile phone was tired, frowned, and called someone over to report to the leader.

Something is wrong with this matter today.

Could it be that... God really came to save them?

The third person followed and was finished.

The remaining people looked at each other.

They all saw the panic and fear in their companions' eyes.

They were originally ordinary Yiwu people who joined a terrorist organization, each with their own thoughts and ideas.

This feeling of being in control of one's life is something I have never experienced before.

However, it is like a drug addict who is enjoying himself in high spirits when suddenly a basin of cold water is poured down on him.

We all have faith.

They thought of the faith they had betrayed, and of the lives that had died under their hands...