Chapter 705: Noble or not

The people with supernatural powers around, including the Golden Armored Dahan Golden Blade faintly in the center of the crowd were taken aback.
How could the fairy pay attention to such small things?
Ginguo replied: "Senior sister, due to the power of the supernatural beings and the importance of fighting zombies, the Shannan city government had to compromise partially before allowing the existence of slavery and agreeing that citizens can become supernatural beings voluntarily. Servant of the man."
"Supernaturalists usually use more favorable material conditions than ordinary people to lure ordinary people, but the forcible abduction of beautiful women often happens. The Shannan military has no control other than the final trump card."
The people with supernatural powers and ordinary people next to them all have expressions for granted. This system has been around for more than 50 years, and people everywhere have become accustomed.
This is still Shannan City, where the military forces dominate. In places ruled by other supernatural powers, ordinary people have fallen to the point where they want to be slaves and cannot be obtained. Life is between the powers of the power, let alone other things.
"As for the following two people, they are his domestic slaves."
Ginguo pointed to the moustache type II who was excited to say something in front of him: "These two citizens wanted to escape after learning about the new guild policy, and he was killed on the spot."
The person with the mustache ability panicked and defended: "Fairy, these two people eat and drink from our house, and want to leave without giving anything. This is really unfair..."
His words were temporarily suppressed by Tutu Marshmallow, and looked at Ginguo: "Is there any evidence?"
"Have."
Ginguo called several trembling ordinary people: "They have seen it, they can testify, and the related autopsy report shows that the residual energy fluctuations on the wounds of the two deceased are all his."
She took out a report with photos, various detailed data, some blood and some minced meat in a bag.
Tutu Marshmallow looked at the moustache supernatural person: "Do you admit that what she said is true?"
The moustache man instinctively foreseeed something, and backed back and hid among the crowd, shouting in horror: "Fairy, this is framed! This is not true!"
The retreating footsteps suddenly stiffened, and a blood-red thread appeared in the center of his eyebrows, annihilating all his vitality.
All people were horrified, and felt the indifference and ruthlessness of the heavenly immortals for the first time, and it was no longer the peaceful side of destroying zombies and treating mortals before.
Ginkgo and other cute new players are also cold.
"Unfortunately, it is useless not to admit it. The evidence is conclusive and the crime is not tolerated. I have sent the relevant procedures to the internal affairs department of the Association."
A ray of red silk thread on hand, the fleeting marshmallow of Tutu, said lightly: "According to the wartime regulations, if the murderer dies, it is executed immediately.
The Quartet is not convinced, and all the discords are not revealed.
But Tutu Marshmallow certainly wouldn't put it down gently after warning.
Reached out and grabbed it casually, and grabbed an earth-type supernatural power next to the golden blade from the crowd of superpowers.
"And this one. When I came just now, I found that you were trying to threaten the lives of six citizens. It was also a capital crime. Do you have any questions?"
The light and shadow of the video lit up beside her. It was the scene that just happened. Several reform committee officials could not help but step back, touching the back of their heads in horror, with a rejoicing expression on their faces.
The earth type supernatural person laughed sorrowfully: "What kind of fairy are you? Lao Tzu just sees them not pleasing to your eyes, so what if you kill it. I don't know how many people I have killed before, but who dares to..."
boom!
The grinning earth-type supernatural powers exploded into a mass of flesh and blood.
"Wartime regulations are implemented immediately."
Tutu Marshmallow didn’t want to listen to his talk. He turned to Ginguo and the others and said lightly:
Understand? My schoolmates, the rules and regulations of the guild are not only used to restrict you, but also to restrict everyone. Yes, if you violate it, you must be executed immediately. Where can there be so much noise?"
The hearts of the people with supernatural powers around were even colder and helpless, and their souls trembled.
Ginguo and other players cautiously said: "Yes, we understand, senior sister."
"You don't understand."
Tutu Marshmallow shook his head: "Fantasy Star is an A-level race. It is a race that is mostly the same as ours in terms of values ​​and customs, so it is legally equal."
"These supernatural beings in front of you all carry a lot of human resentment, and many of them should have committed murder. What you should do is to immediately mobilize the security army and the Flower Starfirearms army to surround them and try them one by one. The guilty, not talking to them."
Simple and plain words, but there are endless blood hidden.
All the supernaturalists were shocked, their mouths opened and closed and wanted to speak, only to find that they were not allowed to speak, let alone others.
Ginguo hesitated: "Senior, will this involve too much? I have seen cases inside the guild, and the guild didn't use this rigid method to execute those slave owners in the light and dark planes."
"At that time, there was a special pardon decree, and here is a flower star whose morals and society are basically the same as ours..."
Tutu Marshmallow said lightly: "However, in this case, the guild will also consider that only the most heinous group will be tried and executed, and the others should be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment ranging from ten to thirty years."
"Yes, we got it."
Ginguo and other players suddenly realized that, little by little, they turned into a real cultivator of blood.
The trembling hearts of the desperate abilities around him were a little better, they did not dare to resist, and looked at the golden blade in the center and the circle of type 2 abilities around him with complex faces.
These big guys can go to this day, almost everyone is stained with human blood, and they are dead.
And most of their beautiful slaves and respectful servants have their faces full of pleasure, and a few of them are upset, sad and crying, of all kinds.
"Take it away."
The security army composed of cultivators, knights, and wizards in the refining realm came and brought all the supernatural powers with forbidden bracelets, and took them down for investigation.
People who are not guilty and lightly guilty will be released in the shortest time. Others will depend on how they have treated humans in the past and whether they have had enough prominent merits in the cause of humans against zombies.
Click, click.
Shannan City’s most powerful type 2 supernatural power person Jinblade appeared bright golden light on his head next to Tutu Marshmallow, breaking his mouth and throat forcefully, and a large amount of blood flowed down the bone residue. .
He struggled away from the restraints of law enforcement officers and knelt down in front of Tutu Marshmallow, and said in a leaky and weird tone: "Everything the fairy says is the most reasonable, and I am willing to cooperate unconditionally if I don't accept it.
I just have a question and hope to get your answer. "
Tutu Marshmallow waved his hand to stop the law enforcement officers who wanted to take him away again: "Ask."
"Our supernatural beings are favored by the world. Before we have come into contact with any cultivation methods, we have the refining-level and even condensed-level combat power in your eyes. This is obviously a genius.
Why do ordinary people want to get in the way and say that our cultivation qualifications are so bad that no one is even qualified to participate in the first batch of training courses for immortality. "
At the end of the day, his eyes were already red, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes.
Under the rule of the immortals, they are willing to take such a big risk to make trouble. There is really no way. The discrimination is too serious and they cut off their last hope.