"Verification completed"

The leading cadre carrying a pistol waved his hand towards the execution car, and then two armed policemen wearing masks pulled Fu Changhua's body aside.

This is not a common practice. In fact, there are no subsequent steps at this time. Generally speaking, the district official or the street security officer will notify the family in advance to collect the body.

Either a mat or a cart. Anyway, as long as the leading cadre is sure that he is dead, he can handle it himself.

But there is something special about the people who were tortured today. Most of them were members of the same family, and no one came to collect their bodies.

So the final result is to put it aside first, and relevant departments will handle it.

Although Fu Changhua was the first, he also had an advantage, and that was a psychological advantage. At least he didn't have to see the filth in the pit.

Fu Haibo, the second person who was escorted down, couldn't bear it anymore.

He also saw Li Xuewu, but he had no chance to talk to Li Xuewu, and the escort cadres beside the car would not give him a chance to talk to Li Xuewu.

Today there is no family meeting at all, because the execution will be over soon, and their family will be able to meet down below.

Fu Haibo had obviously heard his cousin's gunfire, so his face was now gray and without any blood.

Earlier, he took the initiative to tell the truth under Li Xuewu's interrogation, but Li Xuewu did not make any promises to him.

When he met his wife and children this month, he already understood that Li Xuewu had done everything he told Li Xuewu.

The two have faced each other head-on and can see each other's strengths and weaknesses.

Fu Haibo knew that Li Xuewu was ruthless and cruel, but his identity restricted Li Xuewu to being a positive person.

Therefore, when it came to entrusting his wife and offering his son, he could not trust anyone else at all, but only trusted Li Xuewu, the opponent who wanted to kill him.

Sometimes life is like this, full of drama.

When he was being pushed down to his knees, Fu Haibo had already seen the red and white things on the ground. He also knew that he would soon follow in the footsteps of his cousin.

But there was no need to express any regrets anymore. When the death sentence order was read out this morning, he had already lost his vitality.

Still doing the same thing, an armed policeman carrying a horse rifle trotted out from the queue, and then the gun was put to the back of the head.

"Open your mouth!"

"Bang!"

Trainees from the Security Department and members of the Public Security Brigade can see things more clearly and empathize more closely than where Li Xuewu is standing.

It was okay when Fu Changhua was shot. The faces of these people just changed. When Fu Haibo was pulled away, a few bones mixed with white and red were scattered in the pit. These guys couldn't bear it anymore.

When we came in the morning, those who ate steamed buns and complained about the lack of porridge were already extremely grateful to their leader Wei Tong.

Now my throat is full of sour water, but I still can't hold it back.

Some were weak-willed and their bodies began to sway even while standing.

"Director"

Han Yating clearly saw the movement of the team over there and wanted to remind Li Xuewu.

Li Xuewu turned his head and looked at Han Yating. At this moment, Zhao Wenhua was being escorted down.

The woman in her fifties was dressed very cleanly. It was obvious that the prison was well prepared.

She also saw Li Xuewu's side and stared at him with sharp eyes.

The day she was arrested and interrogated, she knew that such a day would come. She was used to life and death, but she had never seen anything like that in that turbulent era.

But she thought that one day she would become a tool in Li Xuewu's training team.

Even death has no dignity.

This is exactly what Li Xuewu wants to show to people like them. Li Xuewu is not afraid of them, nor is he afraid that they will turn into ghosts or something and come to find him.

If he is not afraid of living people, how can Li Xuewu be afraid of dead people?

When it comes to turning into a ghost, the ghosts around him can form a reinforced company. They can be found all over the world, and some even speak foreign languages.

"Believe them"

Li Xuewu saw the look in Zhao Wenhua's eyes as he was being escorted past him, but it had no effect on him at all.

If it weren't for the wrong timing, he would have wanted to take a camera to capture this look.

The resentment of a criminal is the best compliment to him, comparable to a medal.

Han Yating looked at the team beside the execution ground. There were many new people here, all of whom were the future of the security department.

Some lesbians couldn't bear it and were retching, but Wei Tong still asked them to stay in formation and not to mess up.

"Director, I'll go over there for a moment."

Han Yating was still a little worried, so she took the initiative to report to Li Xuewu. When Li Xuewu nodded, she walked towards the team.

Fan Hua's face turned a little pale. She really didn't expect that the execution ground would be such a thrill.

The sky was gray and it was almost nine o'clock, but there was still not a trace of sunlight.

Sometimes white clouds will appear, but then they will be covered by dark clouds.

It's almost April, and there is no rainy season in Sijiucheng, but it's normal to have rain in spring.

Li Xuewu looked at the sky and glanced at the escort cadre.

The escort officer was looking at the execution ground. After the gunshot, he followed Li Xuewu's eyes and looked up to the sky.

"Next!"

He also knew that Li Xuewu was reminding him to speed up, and he didn't want to carry out the task in the rain, so he had already called the next one when he was doing the autopsy over there.

Wang Xiaoqin had seen this kind of scene before, so her expression was normal, but serious, without any change in emotion.

“It’s a rare big scene.”

Wang Xiaoqin did not look towards the execution ground anymore, but said to Li Xuewu: "When I came out in the morning, I heard Shen Fang say, you personally sent away many people today, right?"

Li Xuewu turned his head and looked at Wang Xiaoqin, his face was serious and there was no pride in his eyes.

"I don't think it's honorable or represents anything."

"certainly"

Wang Xiaoqin saw that Li Xuewu was a bit strange now. He was no longer kind or humble, but instead he was determined, courageous and full of murderous intent.

Although Li Xuewu did not personally carry out the execution, the murderous intent Wang Xiaoqin felt from Li Xuewu was not weak.

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"Thanks"

Li Xuewu could feel the concern from Wang Xiaoqin, nodded, and said: "Actually, I don't like this. Just like the fat man I brought over just now, if he didn't have three people robbing him together, he didn't use a knife to rob, and he didn't rob something,

If you still hurt the other party, I probably won’t take the bullet.”

The "third brother" who was taken away from Li Xuewu just wanted to sing and listen to me say thank you...

Damn it, if you hadn't caught me, I wouldn't have had to take this shot!

"There is no what if in this world"

Wang Xiaoqin glanced at the fat man who was being pulled like a dead fish, frowned slightly and said: "I have seen many such examples, most of which are irresponsible to myself and my family."

Li Xuewu looked outside the execution ground and saw that no one from the Fu family was collecting the bodies. These people did not leave together as a family. Logically speaking, someone should come to collect the bodies.

But the outside of the execution ground was bare and there was no one at all.

Li Xuewu did not believe that the No. 1 Prison and street officials had forgotten or did nothing. He could only say that the harm they had done to his family was no less than the harm they had done to the victims.

Their names will become taboo in the future, and their families will not miss them, they just want to forget them.

"actually"

Li Xuewu pursed his lips and said, "To be precise, it should be two hundred and seven."

"What?"

Wang Xiaoqin was watching the fat man over there who couldn't kneel straight, and the two escort officers were busy helping him pose.

But the more he posed, the more the third brother who was squaring off with Li Xuewu became as soft as noodles.

In the end, he had no choice but to step on the third brother's back with a pistol and shoot him in the back of the head.

This step is actually a shot-repairing action, that is, if some people are hard-headed and fail to kill with one shot, or if the executioner behind is overwhelmed and misses the shot, the leading cadre will use a big five-four to make up for it.

When Wang Xiaoqin watched the excitement and turned to look at Li Xuewu, she realized what Li Xuewu had just said.

"Did you really check it?"

Li Xuewu did not nod, but looked at the execution ground and licked his lips, and then continued: "If nothing else happens, there will be two more profits next month."

What the hell are you making money? Are you addicted to killing?

Wang Xiaoqin seemed to suddenly not recognize Li Xuewu, but he had never seen Li Xuewu so bloodthirsty before.

It's weird enough to use executions to train newcomers, but this kid also counts the number of heads that fall into his hands and still makes money!

Emotions really have an account in his heart. All accounts have been recorded. Are there any indicators or KPIs?
To be continued...