"Where are we going?"
Perry Walker asked softly.
"To the podium." Olivia Parker whispered, bending down and holding the shoulders of the little ones tightly, cautiously guiding them towards the direction of the podium.
In the darkness, Olivia and the two little ones couldn't be seen, all around were panic-stricken people, fleeing in all directions.
Anton stood up in a hurry, grabbed his gun and fired a shot at the ceiling.
"Everyone, hold your heads and stay where you are, or you'll be considered as attackers and immediately shot!"
The sound of the gun had a deterrent effect, and all the frightened people crouched down holding their heads in place.
After speaking, Anton quickly left the spot he had just been at.
He had just left when several bullets struck the place he had been standing.
"Damn it!"
Anton cursed under his breath, raising his hand to adjust his earpiece.
"There are assassins in the hall, restore power quickly, where's the queen?"
