"Zhou Huai, male, thirty-eight years old..."

"cut!"

"Wangmin..."

"cut!"

Yu Mo just held the list in his hand, but it seemed like he was reciting the book of life and death, with a smile on his lips and a gentle tone.

The members of the Light Group are more like ruthless executioners, allowing blood to be stained on themselves.

Even in the face of the whole world's discussion, I remain indifferent.

For a moment, the entire square was stained with bright blood.

Some local residents in Mocheng who came here to protest, smelled the strong smell of blood and watched their heads rolling on the ground, their faces turned extremely pale.

Some of them are even young, and they stand there and start to retching.

For a moment, the originally noisy square became extremely quiet.

This time, in addition to the original disgust, they had a little more fear in their eyes when they looked at Yu Mo again.

It was like looking at a demon with green face and fangs, who wanted to swallow them at any time.

Especially a girl who was only about eighteen years old and looked unaware of her eyes, she looked at Yu Mo's eyes at a certain moment.

Although only one second...

Although Yu Mo was laughing.

But under this strong fear, the girl cried out and fell to the ground at a loss, tears flowing uncontrollably.

And Yu Mo just looked at it calmly.

"Perhaps, it's not been baptized by blood for too long within the human race."

"If the Demon-Suppressing Pass is broken, the people in these cities may not even be qualified to fight back."

"It might be nice to have a suitable enemy who is always urging them."

Yu Mo's smile became a little stronger when he looked at this scene.

From time to time, a head rolled under his wheelchair, but he didn't even have the interest to take a look, but he was still calmly observing the list.

Accompanied by are fresh lives.

This live broadcast room has been full of hot discussions since the beginning, and now... there are almost few barrages floating by.

Yu Mo used his actions to show the charm of killing to countless human races.

It's just that most people can't appreciate it.

The prisoners who were still wearing masks became completely fearful.

At first they were expecting.

With so many people, does Yu Mo dare to kill them?

Maybe it's just to prove your authority and kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

At worst, all of them will be exiled to the Sin City.

But now, they no longer have any luck, and they look at a person who is consistent with their crimes and dies tragically by their side.

Screaming, crying, begging for mercy, admitting mistakes...

On this land, all the emotions before death are fully displayed.

Some people are even proactively admitting their evil deeds.

But with Yu Mo's absolute central halo, their confession has been automatically ignored.

All the audiences saw Yu Mo alone.

Executioner, Yu Mo.

Cold, ruthless, greedy, selfish...

This is a label that naturally arises in their hearts.

Of course, these are not important to Yu Mo.

The entire punishment lasted for nearly two hours, and even the sun had begun to gradually set.

After the last head fell to the ground, for some reason, the audience collectively breathed a sigh of relief, as if saying that it was finally over.

At the beginning of the square, there were crowds of people.

But now, there is not much left.

Most people could no longer accept this scene and left sadly.

The remaining those who are strong in their hearts are full of hatred when they look at Yu Mo.

Here, there are young men full of justice in their hearts.

Similarly, there are families of the deceased.

But for some reason, all the reserves were collectively lost contact on this day.

Under the organization of the generals in their respective camps, they went out for practical exercises.

Even though they guessed that Yu Mo might have intervened here, they had to do it under the military order.

This also led to that day, Yu Mo almost had absolute control of the human race.

Nine awakenings, he...

Can be unscrupulous.

"Yu Mo!"

"One day, I will work hard to become stronger, kill you, the evil man, and return justice to my human race!"

A young man over ten years old was full of heroic figure and pointed at Yu Mo from a distance and scolded him angrily.

There is only anger in my eyes, no fear.

Similarly, there are many similar people.

"I'll wait for you..."

Yu Mo looked at them with a smile on his face and finally said softly.

"These people are all hopes for the future of the human race..."

"But no matter what, they cannot let the truth of the matter be, otherwise the seeds that they have finally planted in their hearts will collapse quietly and even begin to doubt themselves."

Yu Mo turned his wheelchair and turned his back to them. His voice became much smaller, as if he was muttering to himself.

A little stunning.

It took a long time to laugh and shake his head.

"Sometimes, being blinded is a good thing."

"At least, they can have their own persistence and work hard to do what they want to do."

"At least..."

"Don't worry..."

For some reason, Yu Mo seemed so lonely at this moment.

But soon, Yu Mo straightened his back again, turned around again, and looked at the young men in the distance: "Maybe you think you are very heroic at this moment."

"But I forgot that I am just an ant."

"The reason I'm still alive is just because I want you to live."

"You don't even have the qualifications to stand in front of me."

"It's just a stupid waste to provoke your enemies before you lack strength..."

"If you haven't reached the corresponding height, you can only be destroyed in the dust and know nothing."

"It's like...you think, it's all over?"

Yu Mo looked at the teenagers with a stronger smile on his face, and waved his hand the next moment: "But in fact, this is just the beginning."

“Next batch.”

As his voice fell, a large number of people wearing masks and prison uniforms were pushed into the square.

They looked at the corpses, their heads, and blood on their feet, and their bodies were trembling violently and fearing.

"Qian Zihua..."

"cut!"

It was a familiar rhythm again, and another new killing.

At this moment, hiding behind the phone, I still endured the discomfort. The people who watched this scene had become a little numb.

Because even they didn't know when this would end.

This is the second batch or the last batch.

But they could only watch, as Yu Mo said, in the face of such atrocities, they were not even qualified to stand up.

It was only at this time that they discovered for the first time that when the benevolent politics of Mo Pavilion disappeared, when all peace, law, and fairness were not there...

them...
Chapter completed!