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

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

court.

"Kill him! Kill him!!!"

The echoing tides gradually progressed. After the public prosecutor finished his speech, the judge struck the hammer and asked solemnly, "Suspect Huaishi, do you have anything else to say?"

The person being judged in the wheelchair just smiled and closed his eyes tiredly.

"kill him!"

Outside the courtroom, the surging crowd was still shouting furiously.

From early morning to noon.

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

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

As if countless people were shouting in unison, in the parade on the street, faces flushed red, holding up the signs in their hands and waving excitedly towards the camera lens.

"The whole team is in place."

In the crowd, on the high-rise buildings, between the streets, or in plainclothes or fully armed guards and private troops vigilantly visioned every face around.

"All departments are vigilant, don't relax - screen all face data..."

A hoarse voice echoed through the communication channel.

"Judgment! We want to judge!"

In the indignant procession, there were uniform shouts: "Death! Death! Death!"

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

Bewildered.

The prosecutor speaks, submits files, lists evidence, questiones witnesses, asks questions from the jury, and the defendant speaks... It seems that all the tedious links pass by in a blink of an eye.

The final stage is approaching.

Countless noisy shouts and roars approached from the outside, like a tide, drowning everything.

Only in this almost frozen atmosphere, everyone held their breath subconsciously, only the judge knocked the final hammer.

"In the name of the great Sanctuary, and in the name of the Holy Sanctuary Laws and Courts, I hereby declare—in view of the defendant's insanely numerous criminal records and the utterly vile social repercussions..."

The low voice pronounced the sentence:

"—Sentence to death, immediate execution!"

In the short silence, I don't know how many people's eyes widened.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of ice breaking through the hallucination spread, because a sound like a **** burst resounded in the streets and alleys of the Holy City.

cheer.

Excited shouts, hoarse growls, ecstatic celebrations.

Under the huge screen in the square, in the cubicle of the office, in the dark low-level area, every pair of eyes widened, leaning towards the screen, trying to confirm the authenticity of the news.

"Death! Death! Death!!!"

Those excited voices echoed in the crowd, and in the end they turned into uniform shouts, conveying inner joy between every smile.

As if seeing justice done.

Sharing this joy and happiness with each other, no matter the reason or the past.

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

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

"Well?"

Mo San, who was burying his head in clearing the barrel of the gun, raised his head in doubt, "Isn't Uncle Da Zong watching?"

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

The old man walked slowly with his hands behind his back, walking towards the shallow lake in the darkness, but after turning the corner, his footsteps stopped slightly.

He looked at the young man who was sitting on the steps, bending over to sharpen the edge of his gun.

Sweat fell from his naked upper body, his hair became wet, his muscles bulged from his back with the movements, and his eyes were so focused.

"Huh?" Guo Shouque asked, "What is this doing?"

"I haven't practiced for a few days. Today, the third sister helped me find one, so I wanted to make up for the get out of class. As a result, I was so addicted to it that I forgot the time."

Yuan Zhao raised the lance, and the mirror-like blade illuminated the pair of calm pupils: "I thought it must be unfamiliar, but I didn't expect it to be much smoother than before."

"No, I'm surprised that you are still here."

Guo Shouque smiled: "According to the past, I might carry a lot of things to the robbery field."

Yuan Zhao's sharpening action stagnated for a moment, and after a long silence, he replied: "He wants to kill himself, can I still stop him? He chose it himself."

He said, "None of my business."

Guo Shouque lowered his head, looked at the reflection of the pair of pupils above the spear tip, and nodded slightly.

"It's grown, the original photo."

He smiled and turned away.

The original photo seemed to be unheard of, and he just kept his head down and continued his work until after a long time, he picked up the water and washed away the residue on the blade. Just between the arms outstretched, Tie Lan lifted up and swayed a round of clear light.

Silently advancing, shrinking, sweeping, and in the end, stagnating in a stab that had been practiced hundreds of millions of times since childhood, the meaningless whistling and prestige light had already disappeared.

All that remains is the unreturned front protrusion.

Have you grown up?

perhaps.

The original photo has no experience.

The only feeling, the one I never had before, was anger.

Also, humiliated to the point of tears, unwilling!

"Still, it's slow."

He murmured softly, and the spear shook again, stabbing out of the darkness.

Come again.

Then, again, again...

Just like when it was taught countless times.

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

Put everything into this thorn that has been tempered and exhausted.

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

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Under the blazing sunlight, the gallows was erected again.

In the countless excited cheers, when standing on the high platform and looking down, you can only see a disturbing black tide, a pair of excited eyes looking forward to the final result.

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

Older or younger.

The wealthy rich, the idle wanderers, the workers who have nothing but to eat, and more, as if the entire sanctuary was gathered in one place.

Looking forward to the final result.

Even the shields and threats of the Sanctuary guards couldn't make the crowd disperse, but instead made the restless waiters even more impatient.

"Death!" "Death!" "Death!!!"

A high-pitched sound rose, engulfing everything.

"Have you seen it, Huai Shi, this is the end of the lawyer tune-"

In the perfect viewing position, Temperance put his hands behind his back, overlooking the scene below, and sneered: "Those people you want to save, those souls that you are trying to protect, are all waiting for your corpse to celebrate the suffering. It's over.

Don't they know that your presence makes their lives better?

Don't they understand your pains and thoughts?

But in the end, how many people actually follow and believe in you? "

In the wheelchair, the sinner waiting to be sentenced raised his eyes slightly,

"One day, they will understand," he said.

"Understood? Ha, maybe, but so what?"

The ruler asked coldly: "Once you get used to the fun of beasts, you will never return to the category of people. They will only instinctively bite and fight for food, even if the savior standing in front of them is the savior, they will never return to the realm of human beings. Will open its mouth and swallow hard.

Even if they get your gift and see the light because of you, they will want more and more than you can give. If you can't respond to their demands, you'll just be abandoned by them. "

"Even now, haven't you given up on those foolish and naive ideas, Huai Shi?"

Temperance said: "They are already there and do not need redemption!"

In the final silence, the dying prisoner's pupils moved slightly.

It seemed to look at him.

But under the oxygen mask, the corners of the pale face twitched slightly.

As if not caring.

A mocking smile.

Redemption?

"I gave up long ago."

Huai Shi closed his eyes, "From the beginning."

Don't speak again.

Let the time pass by and wait quietly for the arrival of the scheduled time.

And just in the cheers of the crowd, in the chaos of scolding, ridicule and insignificant cries, the prisoner in the wheelchair was pulled up, injected with the last stimulant, under the coercion of sharp knives and muzzles , staggering, stepping forward.

Step by step, stepping on the stairs.

to the towering gallows.

There is no sadness or separation, no despair, such a calm expression, overlooking everything gracefully, as if he came to his own palace.

On top of his seat, Temperance has raised his head, vigilantly looking around for all abnormalities, repeatedly confirming the reports in the communication channel, and looking for all ominous signs.

However, even now, there is still no attack.

The more normal it is, the more it makes his heart tighten. Some intuition told him that things were getting worse and worse, and that ominous meaning was getting stronger and stronger, but he couldn't find any traces.

All the symptoms indicated that the lawyer was about to die.

He has personally eradicated this confidant.

But even so, it was still difficult for him to settle down, his breathing gradually became short, and even in the sound of the countdown, he became tormented and restless.

As if the man walking to the gallows was himself...

But what exactly went wrong?

On-site security? Secret attack? Executioner of execution? Or a hidden danger in the crowd?

Check again and again, in the end, all in vain.

Until the end, he suddenly found that, at some point, the manic shouts that filled his ears had stopped abruptly.

Silence, suddenly.

Right in front of Huai Shi.

When he stepped on the last step, the lawyer stood at the highest point in the holy city at the moment.

It was as if the king had landed on his own throne.

From top to bottom, again, overlooking everything.

Even if he fell to the ground under the brutal action of the executioner, when the pale face was raised, the whole world suddenly ushered in silence.

The restless noises were frozen, and everyone subconsciously stiffened in place, sluggish.

As if trembling, waiting for his inspection and monitoring.

But nothing can be seen.

Even if I tried to look at it with all my strength, I could only see a blur of people.

Those fanatical and hungry expressions still remained on their faces, and there was no trace of grief or sorrow, but they were just excitedly waiting for their own death.

Knowing no good or evil, forgetting shame, greedily plundering all nutrients and benefits, not caring about redemption or hell, and never thinking about the future.

like beasts.

But living like a beast, is it their fault?

In this city without tomorrow, will there be so-called "hope" for them?

I can't have expectations for the future, and I don't have the courage to live under the sun like a human being.

Only by fighting and fighting like beasts can we barely survive. Until one day, buried in the belly of other beasts...

He clearly understood that he was gradually reduced to an unrecognizable appearance, but he had no chance to look back.

When you stare at the ugly face in the mirror, you can no longer recall everything that was good.

This is not a sin they deserve.

This is not the **** they made.

But they had no choice.

"That's sad, you guys."

Huai Shi whispered softly.

The hoarse and weak voice was transmitted in all directions through the microphone hidden on the executioner's body.

When a sigh like thunder echoed in everyone's ears, the restraint on the seat was struck by thunder, and he suddenly stood up and roared at the executioner:

"Shut him up!!!"

Can't let him speak.

He must not let his voice appear in this world again.

When Huai Shi's farewell sounded, some kind of real fear had already squeezed his heart, causing him to roar desperately and give orders.

"Kill him! Immediately!"

But the hoarse command has been dissolved in the echo of the sigh.

Only under the gallows, tune the lawyer's last words.

The dying prisoner, just like that, raised his eyes, and finally told everyone: "You have to remember that today, I forgive you your sins—"

boom!

The words stopped abruptly.

Huai Shi's body was shocked, and a scarlet blood hole appeared on his chest.

And behind him, the executioner ordered to restraint kept moving, pulling the trigger again and again towards the victim on the ground. Until the last bullet flies out of the magazine.

In this way, the lawyer fell in a pool of blood.

In his last breath, he looked at the world, staring at those dull or blank faces, and seemed to smile.

From then on, you will be like beasts, eating each other greedily...

All evil is in my hands.

This is what I can give you, the last mercy.

So, wishful, relieved, closed my eyes.

Breathing cut off.

Just at his fingertips, the blood color slowly spread, along the high platform, meandering down, and landed on the face of a blank face.

A drop of bright red.

Let him raise his hand in disbelief, and look at the color left on his fingertips.

so sweet.

When the silence that was short to less than ten seconds was broken by the sound of blood falling ~lightnovelpub.net~ around the silent square, there was a violent tremor and buzzing from the sound waves suddenly lifted by the glass.

cheer.

Excited screams, excited screams, frenzied roars.

The entire holy city was immersed in unprecedented joy and waves.

Even the guards couldn't stop the swarming crowd, the ocean was turbulent, and everyone rushed forward, extending their hands, like a boiling herd, hungry and thirsty, sharing food to death!

Celebrate the end of suffering and chaos, and enjoy this so-called victory and glory...

They laughed heartily, and after all the hardships, they welcomed the arrival of a new life.

At this moment, everyone knew.

——The lawyer is dead.

(End of this chapter)