Vol 2 Chapter 98: Desperate month

"At that moment, he finally understood that in this era of order collapse and ignorance, the killing of people who eat is never a weapon or a monster, but a turbulent public opinion that is manipulated." - "Biography: Red Fury"
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The sound of the two "corruption elements" demanded to rush like a flood of water, and it hit the central square again and again. It was as loud as the hustle and bustle of the Arena, and it rang through the entire cloud, even within ten miles. The wilderness is faintly audible.
The Marquis of Charles rubbed his tears helplessly, licking his chest with distress, then turned around and gave the surrounding people a "fair" answer, the death penalty!
Under the gunshots filled with smoke, the two struggling Red Blood Empires were hit by the bullets in the muzzle of the scorpion, one of them splashed and killed on the spot.
Another luck was not so good. The humidity of the air caused the water in the barrel after the heavy rain. The shooting was deviated. The bullet shattered his side of the skull and took away his half life, but failed. It kills completely.
The red-blooded empire’s dictator squirmed on the ground. His brain was out of control because of the destruction of his brain. Even the excrement spilled out of his body, but his roaring eyes were the most in his life. The vicious curse stared at the Marquis of Charles as if to spur a flame with sulfur.
The Marquis of Charles was inexplicably stared at, and the executioner made up a second shot.
I don’t know if the climate is too humid, or some kind of suggestion. The gun is smashed. Although the bullet smashed the executive’s skull, the brain mixed with blood and began to flow out, but still could not kill him completely. It is to make his body's convulsions more serious, and the violent shaking is almost to break the tied ropes.
Under the harsh eyes of Charles Marquis, the executioner couldn’t hold it anymore. He could imagine what punishment he would be if he made another mistake. This time, he kicked the body of the consul with his feet, and the muzzle was directly On his heart, then pulled the trigger.
This time, when the bullet smashed the heart, the consul was finally dead, and got rid of the pain before, but the eyes of the roaring eyes were always squatting, and it seemed to be strangely guided by some kind of power. Turned to the direction of the Marquis of Charles, so that the experienced executioner is a bit chilly, in order to avoid night long dreams, he stepped on the face of the body, stepping on the strange eyes.
The Marquis of Charles was relieved. In the end, he turned his eyes to the moonblade in front of the guillotine. At this moment, he did not wait for him to say anything, even without him saying anything, the surging voice of the people demanded that he be executed.
The term rebel, since the advent of human civilization, has been scorned by the people since the advent of human civilization. It has been subjected to a long period of slogan and has been cast aside by people. Therefore, the crime of passing the rebel army is the most hateful.
Under the influence of historical factors, the hearts of the imperial people have more or less the concept of family pedigree. The so-called "longshenglong, Fengshengfeng, and the mouse is playing the hole" is the same reason, even if it is not said, behavior It is still expressed intentionally or unintentionally, in the old days, especially in the era of collapse.
According to the jurisprudence, regardless of whether the family is really enemies or not, as a descendant of the family, the moon blade should have been innocent. On that night, she was sentenced to death by the Marquis, and because of this, she vowed Live with humiliation and survive anyway.
Last night, when the Marquis gave a promise of freedom, the Moonblade has never been so stunned and never so excited. After several years of persistence, it finally came to an end. This is for a girl who lives in enemy blood and men’s body fluid all day long. It is undoubtedly the most dreamy thing, but all the fantasies were shattered in the rainy night yesterday, and she still does not understand what happened last night.
When he was escorted to the guillotine, and even now, the moon blade hopes that this is only a nightmare, even if she wakes up, let her continue to humiliate her life, no matter what, as long as she can live...
"Wait a minute." Just as Charles Marquis was about to signal the executioner, the ghost hand suddenly stopped him, and the Marquis of Charles was a little worried. This move was obviously beyond his expectation, and he did not know what the ghosts intended, at the same time, dawn. Some of the team, such as Ayr, are also looking at the ghosts in amazement, revealing some hope in their eyes.
Ayr is a clever girl. Even if she doesn't understand the cause of the incident, she can see that there is something wrong with the helpless eyes of the moon blade, not to mention that she just pulled the moon blade back from the edge of last night. Today It is also necessary to witness her being pushed to the embrace of death, which is somewhat unacceptable to a doctor who has saved the wounded.
At this time, the voice of the ghost hand undoubtedly gave Ayr a hope. She wondered if the ghost hand was in the past, and planned to let the Marquis release the moon, just like the blood night two years ago. That way, no matter what happens in the future, it is the most important thing to survive first. If you die, you will have nothing. Only survive will have a future.
"Let me say two words to her~EbookFREE.me~ The two nights in the hands of the ghosts are on the shoulders, slowly moving towards the guillotine, and the Marquis of Charles gave the executioner a look and retreat.
The ghost hand came to the front of the moon blade that was bet on the guillotine, slowly squatting down, silently watching the girl in front of him, he said nothing, his eyes are very complicated, very deep, and people can't see through.
"I want to... live..." Fear, despair, humiliation... Moon Blade lifted his head helplessly, tears unconsciously smashed out of his eyes, this is her blood since two years ago. She cried for the first time since the night. Before that, even if she was slashed and bruised in the arena, even if she was insulted by a man, she did not have a tear.
"I am afraid this is very difficult. After all, such a thing happened." The tone of the ghost hand reveals a vicissitude of life. I wonder if it is regretting the separation of life and death. The people around me are silently stunned by this man. After all, get along with each other. For two years, even a dog should have feelings, not to mention a living person, but also a child.
"I beg you... I want to live! Let me do what I want, I want to continue to go to the arena, let me continue to contribute my body, even if I treat me as a pig, when the dog Ok, please let me live..." The tears on the face of the moon are getting more and more, with the last hope, watching this martial art in front of her, becoming the master of her master, painfully said, "The gendarmes are not I killed... please believe me..."
"Yeah, I know." The ghost hand looked at the stiff moon blade. The unspeakable sneer suddenly appeared like a broken seal. The whole person broke out with a long-suffering laughter. Yangba, and then attached to the moon blade, said faintly, "because...I killed those people!"