Bishop on the run from the Ark, but the Fourth Scourge

Zhang Zhiqing turned around and continued the action.

"Can you help me shorten the body reconstruction time of the players?"

"Confirmation, action detection, approval, manufacturing time value correction: [-], is: [-]"

Carefully leaving the weak little nun behind, took off her cloth shoes and quietly stepped on her back with her foot through the white pantyhose and replied.

"Special notice: The body reconstruction time is too short, and irreversible immaturity will occur, please be informed"

"Just let them have fun, it doesn't matter how immature you are."

Waving his hands, Zhang Zhiqing didn't see the two of them turned and walked towards the exit of the room.

"There can't be only one mastermind in this castle, you know...I have some things I plan to use the player's hands to do."

"You two get along well and don't fight. I'll go first."

“Okay~~~”

The little girl who was stepped on the ground answered with a smile.

Zhang Zhiqing left the room,

So I missed Lilia's beautiful Rising Dragon Fist perfectly.

Bishop Li Boli walked into the lower deck of the Montenegro,

The long footsteps echoed in the long corridor, stepping and stepping, startled the dream of a certain child in the infirmary, and opened his confused eyes.

"?"

Xiao Feilin looked at the strange ceiling suspiciously,

The last thing she remembers is being dizzy and collapsing in the dry heat.

In the dimness, I heard gunshots...beating and cursing...and...

"Sarah!"

"…?dad?"

Seeing the girl wake up, the film man in the next bed with a wounded leg eagerly pulled the handcuffs on his right hand,

"Damn it! Can't open it, ahh can't open it!!"

"Aunt...? Uncle, why are you here?"

The cat's ears were soft, Xiao Feilin looked at the two relatives who were also handcuffed in the clinic, lifted his little arm under the quilt, and looked at the drip on it... Then, his eyes drifted forward, and his confused expression was instantly replaced by fear.

And the flood of memories just overwhelmed the fear and made Xiao Feilin unable to speak.

On the opposite side of the room, there were a total of ten or so people tied up. She knew some of these people, and even called them by name, because they bullied people a lot in the past!

Especially the narrow-eyed and thin-faced Zalak man, little Feilin turned pale when he saw her—because he was the boss of everyone present, the bully who used to win over guards and run rampant everywhere in the refugee camp!

This is the guy!Xiao Feilin knew it very well. She saw him force a pair of infected brothers to punch each other until the elder brother was exhausted, and then let the guards drag him away in front of the younger brother!

Just because the brothers are unwilling to pay him protection fees!

Why do these people appear here and lock themselves in a room with their own family members!Could it be that the Li Boli man had a perverted hobby and wanted to see their own "leaders" fight each other? !

Just like those who were kidnapped by gangsters? !

Little Feilin panicked, she moved her weak legs to get off the bed to rescue her family, but at this moment, the mechanical door opened.

A man blocking the door was knocked down by a polymer gun butt that was thrown at the door. He staggered, opened his mouth furiously to curse, and then took another butt.

The white-painted Black Mountain Marine Corps robot put away its short rifle, stepped back, turned sideways, and gave way respectfully.

Zhang Zhiqing walked into the room, glanced at the dozen or so people handcuffed on the opposite side of the bed, shook his head,

"That,"

The cold armored robot flanked the sides, and Li Boli's man in a suit hooked up a chair, sat down in front of everyone, and cast soft gazes at the two parties, like the hoarse letter of a rattlesnake.

Clearing his throat, he spoke slowly.

"Let's count your sins in detail."

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Volume II Columbia: Chapter 250 Trial Assembly and Off-duty Playwrights

Because he just woke up from a coma, he was weak and unconscious.So Xiao Feilin didn't remember very clearly what happened that night.

I only remember that the men in Liboli read out the codes one by one, and the faces of relatives and villains changed.

then…

It's Tianming,

Between the factories and the residential areas in the main city of Montenegro, a long wooden booth was set up. A row of chairs were placed in front of the booth.

In front of the podium, the crowd gathered, and little Feilin was standing on the last high place. Her young consciousness was not enough for her to understand what was about to happen at this moment, but she knew that there were many people, many, many...

There are workers in overalls, and there are refugees like myself.

The workers of the Montenegro food processing factory who received the notice and people from the residential area came in a lot and gathered together.

The nun who notified them said that in this trial, people can express their grievances, sue the criminals for their atrocities, and complain about their injustice.

It seems that such remarks are also made in Victoria?However, there are not many who can actually fulfill it, so most of the people who heard the notice and rushed to the scene, especially the refugees in the residential area, still had a look and see attitude, until more than a dozen figures were captured by Gaul uniforms. Sakota went up to the booth with a gun knife.

"Brownie? And Sadr, these bastards are finally caught?!"

Discussions spread among the crowd, Xiao Feilin stood on tiptoe, and was pleasantly surprised to find that his relatives were not there!

There are only bad guys on it!

"Residents, please be quiet."

The nun standing in front of Gaul Sakota smiled lightly and clapped her hands, as if she possessed magical powers. The crowd was silent, and the man from Liboli, whom everyone knew but didn't know his real name, stepped onto the podium.

The new residents didn't have a deep feeling for this man, but the workers from the Vilas refugee camp all respected him and looked up.Regardless of whether they are infected with ore disease, they are willing to give them a chance, it is their benefactor!

"Everyone, I am the owner of this desert, and I am also the manager of the Black Mountain Company. Therefore, when you come to this land, you should be rationally managed by me and Black Mountain."

"It's just that rights are relative. While Montenegro manages you, Montenegro should also be responsible for your various needs."

"I know there is a lot of mistrust in Montenegro among most of the people present - which is of course wrong."

The man looked around the audience, remained silent for a millisecond and then spoke again.

"So today, I will personally demonstrate to you that Montenegro has the determination and the ability to be responsible for you!"

Waving, the man showed the ten people on the booth one by one,

"These people are the scourge of cockroaches lurking among us, and the leader is a former member of the gang in Londinium. Today, they will be publicly audited and sentenced on the spot."

Someone was picked out at the booth, and Xiao Feilin recognized the identity of that person at a glance. Isn't it the Zalak man he saw yesterday?

Why is this man who makes me afraid just by looking at him in such a mess now?With a face full of ashes, even one leg is lame?

"Sadr Jonin, a former gangster in Londinium, and now the leader of the illegal element group, now that he has been captured on the stage, I hope that everyone present can stand up and accuse him of the crime! Convict him!"

But no one stood up in the audience, they just whispered to each other... It seems that they are about to be embarrassed?But Zhang Zhiqing didn't panic at all, just heard him repeat again.

"Who came forward to accuse?"

"I come!"

A well-wrapped "Vaifan" stood up in the crowd, raised his right hand and said loudly: "This Sadr is not human at all, relying on his relatives in Colombia to serve him, he used his filthy money to buy off the guards. Let us infected people go to the black market to fight black fists! Those who can't be beaten will be beaten to death, and those who will be beaten to death will never come back! If it wasn't for the timely transfer! Otherwise, even I would die in his hands inside!"

"Vaifan" with the "Sloped" id floating above his head just sat down, and another Li Boli with "Snowland" floating above his head stood up again.

"I am wronged too! This Sadr is not a thing. He controls the food distribution channels and cuts off food for anyone who doesn't like it. Many mothers are forced to turn to this bastard in order to feed their children! ! How many girls got heatstroke because of him wrapping themselves up? He doesn't treat us like human beings at all!!!"

One has two, three has four, and two stones fell into the water, causing layers of ripples. People who were hesitant just came forward to pour out their sins. Some of their wives were persecuted to death by him, some were blackmailed and blackmailed, and some were robbed of food for oppression.

You fight over each other, Zhang Zhiqing strikes while the iron is hot, and pushes several other people to the front of the stage for everyone to "set fire" to declare their crimes.

He is not afraid of wrong judgments, the system's information will not be wrong, Lilia's unannounced visits will not be wrong, and to deal with this kind of person, even if the charges are not complete, it is enough to sentence him to death three or four times.

Zhang Zhiqing pronounced the sentence on the spot, and sentenced al-Sadr to be hanged. The trembling Zalak was pulled to the gallows made by Durins in a hurry, and the player "William Hans" who was in charge of pulling the lever smiled and waved to him, and then pulled the lever .

Seeing that the man in front of him was serious, the surrounding crowd became more enthusiastic. All kinds of old and old rotten grains, new and old, were found out for a while, and they even followed him to Londinium for a time.

Standing in the crowd, little Filin watched in disbelief that Sadr and others, who used to bully others, were hanged one after another. She was not afraid, but just found it incredible. Wait for others to cooperate, because only in this way can we control the majority including myself...

Why wouldn't this Mr. Ribery...?Could it be that,

Are all his promises true?

The emotions of the crowd are mobilized, and the progress is under control.

"I will not talk like a politician, nor will I break my promise like a contract. I will use practical actions to prove to you that our determination and your real rights are true!"

The people of Terra generally live in dire straits, and there are very few upper-class people who really consider the people. They don’t need to set up welfare and pay attention to humanity. They just need to give everyone a fair environment to support themselves, and that’s enough.

Work is necessary work, money does not come by the wind.

"I believe that everyone has not forgotten the laws in the mobile city. Please continue to abide by it now, because what is hanging on it now is the end of breaking the law!"

Bishop Li Boli spoke passionately in front of the corpse,

Lilia, who was standing aside, looked at his face, feeling lingering in her heart.

Did you maintain the law and order and gain the public's trust by executing the villains?

It's the best of both worlds...

But if you don't have strength, will it be you who is hanging on this?And it is those villains who take your place at this moment...

The crowd in the audience is still the original crowd, will they recognize good and evil?Do they care about the truth?Do they care about order?

"........."

will not,

Without power, any theory and ideal will be in vain, and any trial will be impossible.

"Before planning, power comes first,"

My lord, are you trying to tell me this truth?

...as I thought,

I learned.

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In the misty old castle, after a night of hustle and bustle, it finally returned to calm.

Looking at those characters who shouldn't appear in the script, they lost their troops, were divided and washed away "decadent" and "depressed", and began to beat themselves with bricks and stones.

Feeling that the overnight (change) payment (play) production (script) has finally paid off, the playwright nodded in satisfaction, took off the glasses on the bridge of the nose, and lay down on the sofa next to him in a comfortable pose.

(*??`)σ【Be】: I can finally sleep well~~

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"About the story of a playwright who didn't write scripts by hand but had to follow him because of too many players"

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