"I'm Lin An."
With the spread of spiritual power, a calm voice resounded, and the pressure of spiritual power contained in the voice made everyone calm down.
Inexplicably, the crowd stared at him, waiting for his next words.
Faintly, many survivors realized something.
"As you can see, those tied to the city walls are the former nobles, senior officials, slave owners, and gang leaders of Polaka..."
once!?
The attentive survivor noticed the details in Lin An's words.
But before they could think too much, they saw the young man on the city wall suddenly pointing behind him.
Four soldiers with guns escorted the man kneeling on the ground to Lin An's side, as if they had practiced it.
"Blood Skeleton, the leader of the slave group, Lance, controls half of the slave trade in Polaka."
A brief introduction.
Lin An turned his head and looked at the pale senior official behind him, with a smile on his lips.
Last night, the military seized more than 600 tons of food stamps from this guy's home, plus more than 700 domesticated slave dogs.
"Throw him down and let everyone see him clearly."
After receiving Lin An's instructions, the soldiers rolled Lens, the former leader of the largest slave group in Polaka, down the wall with a happy expression.
The ropes that tied him tightened, and the suddenly contracted ropes cut his fair and fat skin into bleeding marks.
Like realizing something.
Lance stared in terror at his feet in mid-air, begging frantically for mercy.
On the city wall, Lin An spoke again, and the diffused sound instantly resounded throughout the city:
"The trial begins!"
"The life and death of these nobles will be controlled by you!"
"You can judge them based on their charges!"
"Tell me! What has he done!"
Chapter completed!