"Kill him! Kill him!!!"

A tsunami-like cry came from afar, and there was a silence in the court.

The judge who pushed the door in and sat at the top and looked down: "The comprehensive trial of more than 900 cases of terrorist attacks in the lawyers began here."

Court opening.

"Kill him! Kill him!!!"

The echoing tide gradually progressed. As the prosecutor's speech finished, the judge knocked on the hammer and asked solemnly: "Suspect Huai Shi, what else do you have to say?"

The judge in the wheelchair just smiled and closed his eyes tiredly.

"Kill him!"

Outside the court, the crowd was still shouting enthusiastically.

From early morning to noon.

Huai Shi leaned against a wheelchair and exhaled a tired breath under the oxygen mask.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

As if countless people were shouting in unison, the faces of the parade on the streets were red, and they raised the sign in their hands and waved excitedly towards the camera lens.

"The whole team is in place."

In the crowd, on high buildings, between the streets, plainclothes or fully armed guards and private soldiers were vigilantly watching every face around them.

"Each department is alert, don't relax - screen all facial data..."

A husky voice echoed in the communication channel.

"Judgement! We want to judge!"

In the angry parade, uniform shouts came: "Death penalty! Death penalty! Death penalty!"

And Huai Shi, looking at the dust dancing in front of the skylight under the afternoon sun.

Stunned and ecstatic.

The prosecutor spoke, submitted files, listed evidence, questioned witnesses, asked questions from the jury, and the defendant spoke... It seemed that in a blink of an eye, all the cumbersome links passed by.

The final link is already in front of you.

Countless noisy shouts and roars gradually approached from outside, as if the tide had flooded everything.

Only in this nearly solidified atmosphere, everyone subconsciously held their breath, and only the judge knocked down the final hammer.

“In the name of the great capital, in the name of the sacred capital laws and courts, I hereby announce that—in view of the many criminal records and extremely bad social impacts of the defendant…”

The low voice pronounced the sentence:

"——Sent to death, execute immediately!"

In the short dead silence, I don’t know how many people stared at each other.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of ice breaking spread in the hallucination, because the sound waves of like a dam breaking out echoed in the streets and alleys of the Holy Capital.

cheer.

Excited shouts, hoarse roars, ecstatic celebrations.

Under the huge screen in the square, in the lattice of the office, in the dark low-rise area, each pair of eyes widened and leaned towards the screen, trying to confirm the authenticity of the message.

"Death penalty! Death penalty!! Death penalty!!!"

Those excited voices echoed among the crowd, and finally turned into uniform shouts, conveying inner joy between each smile.

It seems as if you see justice being carried out.

We share this joy and happiness with each other, without asking about the reason or the past.

In the living room in the lower floor area, the TV screen was turned off.

Guo Shouque dropped the remote control and stood up without interest.

“Hmm?”

The Mo San, who was burying his head to clean the gun chamber, looked up in confusion, "Don't you look at it anymore?"

"It's all meaningless things. If you have this time, it's better to go around the field twice."

The old man walked slowly with his hands on his back, walking towards the shallow lake in the darkness. However, after going out, his steps stopped slightly.

His eyes looked at the young man sitting on the steps, bent down to sharpen his gun.

Sweat slid down his naked upper body, his hair became wet, his muscles bulged from his back as he moved, and his eyes were so focused.

"Hmm?" Guo Shouque asked: "What are you doing?"

"I haven't practiced for a few days. Today, my third sister found a handful of me and wanted to make up for the get out of class. As a result, I became addicted to it and forgot the time."

Yuan Zhao raised the spear tip, and the sharp blade that looked like a mirror illuminated the calm pupils: "I thought I must have been unfamiliar, but I didn't expect it to be much smoother than before."

"No, I was surprised that you are still there."

Guo Shouque smiled and said, "According to the past, maybe I would carry a lot of things to rob the law."

The sharpened movement of the Yuanzhao stopped for a moment, and after a moment of silence, he replied: "He wants to seek death. Can I still stop him? He chose it himself."

He said, "It's all my business."

Guo Shouque lowered his head, looked at the reflection of the pair of eyes above the gun's tip, and nodded slightly.

"Grown up, original photo."

He smiled and turned and left.

Yuan Zhao seemed to have never heard of it, just lowered her head and continued her work until a long time later, lifted up the clear water and washed away the residue on the blade. Just between her spreading arms, the iron spear was raised and a round of clear light was swept away.

The silent advance, contracted, swept across, and finally stopped in the sting that had been practiced billions of times since childhood. The meaningless roar and power of light had been completely curbed.

All that remains is the unreturned advance.

Have you grown up?

perhaps.

The original photo has no understanding.

The only feeling is that I have never had, anger.

Also, he was so shameless that he almost cried and was unwilling to accept it!

"Or, it's slow."

He whispered softly, and the gun shot out from the darkness again.

Come again.

Then, again, again...

Just like when I was taught countless times.

Abandon confusion, cut off confusion, give up hesitation, and swallow bitter fruit.

Put everything into this thorn that has been tempered and has been curled by the glory.

——Until one day, all your unwillingness will be pierced!

.

Under the hot sun, the gallows were erected again.

In the endless excitement and cheers, when standing on the platform and looking down, you can only see a disturbing tide, and pairs of excited eyes are looking forward to the final result.

Waiting for the climax of the "sacrificial sacrifice" to arrive.

Or old or few.

Those wealthy rich people, idle wanderers, workers who have nothing but can fill their stomachs, and even more, as if the entire saints gathered together.

Looking forward to the final result.

Even the shields and intimidation of the Holy Capital Guards could not let the crowd disperse, but instead made the anxious waiters even more impatient.

"Death penalty!" "Death penalty!" "Death penalty!!!"

A loud sound rose and swallowed everything.

"Did you see it? Huai Shi, this is the end of the lawyer-"

On the excellent viewing position, with your hands behind your back, looking down at the scene below, sneering: "The people you want to redeem, the souls you are committed to protecting are waiting for your corpse to celebrate the end of the suffering.

Don't they know that your existence will make them live better?

Don't they understand your painstaking efforts and ideas?

But in the end, how many people are there who really follow and believe in you?”

In the wheelchair, the sinner waiting for the torture raised his eyes slightly,

He said: "One day, they will understand."
To be continued...