Chapter: 3737

Finally, the movement here affected people in the distance, and many surprised and uncertain eyes all looked over.

The three security personnel came quickly and found that the three of them were dead, their faces changed drastically, and they hurriedly took the walkie-talkie to call someone. At the same time, they looked at Chen Changqing warily, because he was the closest to the dead.

Edmond's uncle and five heavyweights walked over, and when they found out about this situation, their faces turned ugly.

The same is true for other celebrities, some of them were frightened that someone died on such an important occasion? Was it murdered or what?

In their astonished eyes, Edmund exclaimed:

"Uncle, they killed someone, and they want to kill me!"

"What he said is true?" Edmond's uncle asked coldly, "Although you have won awards, this is not a place where you can be presumptuous."

"Which onion are you?" Mu Xue said lazily, "It's the ones I killed, what do you do with me? Not only will I kill them, but I'll also kill the three of you, Edmond, and I'll give you another minute. Whoever wants to stop me from coming here quickly, I will kill them together."

"you?"

Edmund's uncle stared wide-eyed.

He had never seen such an arrogant person, and she was a woman!

"Did he really kill someone?"

"God, they dare to kill!"

"Just getting an award and doing something like that, it's like falling from heaven to hell, they're done."

"..."

The faces of the people around changed greatly, and they never thought that such a thing would happen here.

Just when they thought these people were going to be arrested, Edmund's uncle was planning to do the same.

But before he could speak, a gentle voice came from the door:

"Honorable Mr. Zhang, your people are very good at joking."

brush!

Everyone turned their eyes, and when they saw the person coming, the faces of Edmond's uncles changed slightly.

"Lord John."

The person who came was a man with long blond hair, who was also the peak Tiancheng who was in the music center before.

After he appeared, Edmund's uncle dared not speak.

"Edmond."

He walked up to him, greeted him with a chuckle, then looked at Zhang Han, nodded slightly, then glanced at the three Scorpions on the ground, and finally fixed his eyes on Edmund Pike.

At this time, no one spoke, because he was there, and his identity was a hundred times stronger than all the people present combined. No one knew how he would deal with it, so how dare he do it for him?

But they never expected that Master John's approach would be so biased.

"They just fell asleep, they didn't die."

John smiled, like a spring breeze, he stretched out his hand and patted Edmund Parker's head: