Doomsday strong training system

In the position of the gate of the Platinum Palace, several solid wood desks were placed, and the members of the Dark Fire commanded the order, and asked everyone to come and line up to check and verify their identities.

There were three people sitting at the desk, Zhao Shiyun sat in the middle, Xiao Liu sat on the left, and Meng Jiayin sat on the right.

The first person in line was invited to step forward, Xiao Liu broke the deadlock and said:

"Tell me about your identity, why did you give up your nationality?"

This person was talking nonsense as soon as he opened his mouth, saying that he was a decent Chinese who came to a foreign country to do business, but was trapped abroad.

upstairs.

Chen Tiansheng and Xue Muyang stood at the window and watched the identity check outside.

Xue Muyang recognized this person, and quickly explained:

"He is not a businessman at all. He is a wanted criminal in China. He was once one of the masterminds of troubles on Hong Kong Island. He fled abroad and was protected by foreign politics. We want to extradite him, and there are many disputes."

Just as Xue Muyang finished speaking.

Zhao Shiyun, who was in charge of the presiding judge, interrupted him directly and said:

"Okay, I'm talking too much, without a single truth, refuse, drag it away, next one!"

Darkfire members stepped forward and dragged him out of the Platinum Palace compound, despite his hysterical yelling to no avail.

The long queue was unusually quiet, and everyone was stunned, including Xue Muyang, who was watching the fun, and he looked at the person who was thrown out with an expression of disbelief.

Chen Tiansheng patted Xue Muyang's shoulder and said with a smile:

"As long as she is there, no one will slip through the net. Anyone with a dark heart will not be able to escape her eyes."

"Amazing."

Xue Muyang was really convinced.

The next one is a woman, and the accomplice of the first person who was dragged out is one of the masterminds of the troubles on Hong Kong Island, the generation who sell their ancestors for glory.

She walked forward slowly, her fists clenched tightly, her body trembling. At this moment, she was really afraid that she would be left in this hell on earth, and she really, really didn't want to stay.

"It's your turn, talk." Meng Jiayin reminded kindly.

"I, I am an overseas student, from Hong Kong Island, I..."

"Since you are so xenophobic and like the Western world, what are you doing back home? Drag it out."

Zhao Shiyun's voice was resounding.

The black-armored warrior stepped forward, and the woman knelt on the ground with a puff, and said tearfully:

"At that time I was young and ignorant, I really knew I was wrong, please don't drive me away, take me back to China, if you leave me, I will be eaten by them."

Zhao Shiyun hugged her arms and didn't listen to sophistry at all, she just asked Hei Jia to throw people out, this kind of people who sell their ancestors and seek glory are what they deserve if they are eaten.

The next person stepped forward, equally nervous, with a trembling voice.

"Zhao Shiyun, I have taken photos of you before, do you know me, I am a real Chinese, I am different from them."

Xue Muyang didn't see any problems with the appearance of this woman, but Zhao Shiyun asked with a sneer:

"Chen Man, I do know you. Your photography mainly flatters the West and vilifies the Chinese. You can't get along in China. That's why you immigrated, right?"

"No, no, the photos I took are art, I didn't vilify anyone, and I didn't mean any harm."

Zhao Shiyun sneered and said:

"I want to declare that I have no personal grievances with you. I am sitting on behalf of the Chinese in China, so I can't let a foreigner like you go back to China, refuse a visa and drag it away, next."

"Zhao Shiyun, you are ungrateful. I took photos of you and let you appear in magazines. How could you treat me like this?"

When Chen Man was dragged away, she struggled and shouted hysterically, but to no avail, Hei Jia still threw her out of the compound.

Xue Muyang, who was watching the bustle through the window, said dumbfounded:

"It's so strict, can anyone go through the trial?"

Chen Tiansheng smiled bitterly and said:

"Zhao Shiyun is selfless, if she is not qualified, she is not qualified."

Three people were rejected in a row, and all the people in line exploded, dissatisfied voices came and went, all kinds of yin and yang, and made irresponsible remarks.

The more they were like this, showing the dark side hidden in their hearts, the more Chen Tiansheng disliked these people, and at the same time he was unwavering in his thoughts on political trials.

The next person stepped forward, knelt down and kowtowed, pleading while pumping his own mouth:

"It was my fault that I changed my nationality. After graduating from Cambridge, I stayed abroad to continue my studies. I really didn't think so much. Please don't refuse me. I really want to go back to China, please. , let me go back to China, I am willing to dedicate my next life to the motherland, I swear to God."

Zhao Shiyun briefly analyzed it, nodded silently for the first time and said:

"Approved to return home, stamped."

Xiao Liu came in handy, stamped and wrote his identity information.

The man was so excited that he was so grateful that he wiped away his tears and thanked him again and again.

But when he received the visa, Zhao Shiyun said with a cold face:

"Born as a native of Hua, and dying as a ghost of Hua, I can give you another chance. You also remember what I said today. If you dare to betray your motherland again, you will be doomed forever."

"Yes, yes, I will definitely remember."

He excitedly showed the long queue with his visa, and his excitement was no less than that of being born again.

He is even more excited now, because he can finally call himself a Chinese again.

Everyone saw that kneeling and kowtowing was useful, and the next few people followed suit. During the political trial, they all knelt and blamed themselves, tearfully saying how much they regretted changing their nationality.

I don't know if kneeling really works, or Zhao Shiyun is just letting it go, Zhao Shiyun actually passed the next dozen or so people.

Just when everyone thought they had found the skills to return home.

The next person in the political interrogation had an unbelievable scene.

This is a woman with heavy make-up. When it was her turn, she knelt down and slapped herself, tearfully explaining the reasons for her renunciation of nationality.

Everyone else was dressed in rags and rags, but she was the only one who was well dressed and didn't look like a refugee at all.

Zhao Shiyun hurriedly covered her nose and interrupted her narration in time.