Are we in control of the life and death of this group of nobles?
But within a short period of time, no one dared to speak out.
They were afraid this was another tease.
Although the scene in front of me is incredible, it is unlikely to be a "game" played by the nobles.
But...
Are they, the untouchables, really qualified to judge these high-ranking figures?
Under long-term brainwashing and oppression, they even lost the courage to face hatred in person.
Half a moment.
A man with red eyes and holding a shovel mustered up his courage and glared at Rens hanging in the air.
He first looked up at Lin An, his voice hoarse:
"Sir!? Are you telling the truth?"
"Can we really put him on trial!?"
Lin An smiled gently, with absolute unquestionability in his voice, and his voice with enhanced mental power made people full of trust:
"That's right."
"Do you recognize him?"
"If you recognize him, tell me what he did."
"today."
"The life and death of this group of nobles will be decided by you."
The man was shocked when he heard the sound. He took a deep breath and turned to look at the horrified Lance again:
"Of course I recognize him!"
Gritting his teeth, the man will never forget the figure sitting in the car.
With his trembling right hand, he pointed at Lance:
"This beast! He kidnapped my daughter when he passed by my stall!"
"They put my daughter in a car and put her on the street...!"
My voice was trembling and I couldn't speak.
The man thought of the crying face pressed against the glass, and his heart felt as painful as a knife.
After twenty-three minutes of suffering, these beasts returned his daughter's body to him after venting their anger.
He could never forgive these beasts, and hatred took root in his heart like a seed all the time.
Breaking into tears, he fell to his knees with a thud.
"My lord! He deserves to die! I want him to die!"
As the first witness appears, the survivors' painful memories are awakened.
A woman crawling on the ground stared at the shivering Rens with malicious eyes, staring at the existence that once frightened the slaves of Polaka:
"Lence? Do you remember me?"
"Do you remember how you dug the rouge off my legs?"
The woman looked crazy and raised her upper body. Under the unkempt face, you could vaguely see the exquisiteness it once had.
"Beast! Devil! Bastard!"
"Just because I screamed not loud enough! You tied me up and cut off my flesh bit by bit with a knife!"
Lance, who was hanging in the air, looked at the crazy-looking woman in confusion and horror. Thousands of pairs of hateful eyes were almost like sharp swords, making it hard for him to breathe.
He doesn't remember this woman.
There are too many things like this, after all, this kind of gameplay is very popular among the nobles.
He has no memory of who the woman is.
As the number of identifications increased, thousands of shouts converged into one word.
"kill him!!"
Lin An looked at the emotionally aroused survivors with a smile, and then slowly stretched out his right hand.
Under the anxious eyes of everyone, he lowered his arms.
"Criminal Lawrence, involved in 191 counts."
"The outcome of the trial."
"die!"
The soldiers controlling the rope heard the sound and quickly tightened the rope around Lens' neck.
Before he could even cry out for mercy, the tight rope tightly grabbed his neck.
His legs and feet were kicking and struggling.
Amidst the madness of tens of thousands of people, the strength of struggle is getting weaker and weaker.
From the moment your legs are straightened.
The once sinful body dies.
After a brief silence, the crowd burst into cheers as if in a dream.
They couldn't believe that Lance really died in such a ridiculous way. Countless survivors who had been bullied day and night fantasized about killing enemies who were actually hanged on the spot.
Behind Lin An, Gao Tian looked at the survivors who were starting to go crazy with complicated expressions.
Now is just the beginning.
After the entire trial process is completed, all survivors will be completely "controlled" by Lin An.
"Next, Finance Minister, Pullen."
...
The scorching sun at noon was dazzling, and the golden sunlight filled the wall.
The trial that started early in the morning continues to this day.
After nearly four hours of trial, more than 600 nobles were executed uniformly.
No one can escape being identified by the survivors at the bottom.
Every noble has blood and sin on his hands.
The crowd under the city wall was shouting hoarsely, and everyone's face was filled with extreme joy and madness.
"kill him!"
"kill him!!"
The 683rd noble was hanged on the city wall amidst the roar of the mountains and the tsunami, and the uniform shouts.
The corpses, densely packed like decoration, were hung in a row, swaying in the wind like dried bacon.
The trial speed is getting faster and faster, and people stand up one after another to accuse these bastards.
Under the high mental excitement, many of the physically weak slaves fainted when they saw their great revenge being avenged.
Hungry and scorching sun.
But these have not affected the madness of nearly one million survivors.
No one wants to leave, no one remains calm.
The man in the white coat holding his wife and daughter was screaming hoarsely. Even if he couldn't see clearly, he still wanted to watch the gang leader who once oppressed him hang in front of his eyes.
The ballerina who once blocked the road, supported by her husband, watched with tears in her eyes as the noble who toyed with her was hanged while pleading.
She was originally as crazy as a walking zombie, but after seeing the noble who had insulted her being tied around the neck, her eyes gradually regained consciousness.
She followed the crowd and shouted, cried, and shouted over and over to execute this devil.
After the man saw Lin An clearly bathed in the light, he hugged his wife tightly with a look of shock.
He recognized those eyes he had only seen once, and recognized Zhang Tie who had stuffed two pieces of dried meat into his arms.
"It's him! It's him!"
"It's the benefactor!!"
With trembling lips, he hugged his wife tightly, holding the uneaten pieces of meat in his arms tightly against his chest.
Unlike other people who are venting their hatred and falling into ecstasy.
He looked at Zhang Tie and Lin An with grateful eyes. His nose felt sore subconsciously and he knelt down piously and cried loudly.
A woman wearing stockings and heavy makeup stood in the crowd, looking at the sisters beside her with a complex expression.
She recognized Gao Tian standing behind Lin An.
After watching the slave owner who had forced him out of the city be hanged, he had always been indifferent, with two traces of tears streaming down his numb face, and his face was covered in tears.
She thought she didn't care about this anymore.
She originally thought that she would no longer have hatred and had become accustomed to living like a zombie in this world.
As the last nobleman was hanged to death amid the roar of the mountains and the tsunami, Lin An stepped out of the city wall.
Countless warning sounds sounded, and people watched incomprehensibly as the man who "made the decision" for them jumped out of the city wall.
After one breath.
The whole city fell silent, and everyone fell into shock from extreme ecstasy.
The man in front of me was standing in the air, with his back to the scorching sun.
In shock, Lin An decided to complete the last act.
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