Doomsday: I can contract all things

Lin Xiao's words fell, and the square was silent.

Because the end times come, people's hearts become impetuous.

The former MPs on the podium just wanted to end the so-called public trials as soon as possible.

And the survivors in the audience just want to eat "human blood steamed buns" and turn a death penalty into a carnival for everyone.

In the last days, human life is like grass, and a person's death may not leave any waves.

"Do you have your own names?"

The young man used the power of thunder and shouted at everyone in the square.

"If you die today, will anyone remember you!

"Listen, my name is Lin Xiao!

"Tell me loudly, what your names are!"

The young man's voice resounded in the sky.

Every word exploded in the hearts of everyone like thunder.

Lin Li, as Lin Xiao's closest person among those present.

She was directly shocked to the point of standing on the spot, her brother is different today than before.

Everyone was chewing on Lin Xiao's words.

They feel as if they are in the middle of a wave, one step forward can escape, and one step back is the abyss.

"My name is Zhang Shuyu!"

Zhang Laosan was infected by the teenager and called out his name.

Later, Zhang Lao's second and fourth elders also echoed him: "My name is Zhang Zhongxian \ Zhang Jihu!" "

Zhang San!"

"Li Si!"

"Wang Five! Zhao Liu! The

crowd boiled again.

At this moment, they recovered something that they had lost after the end times.

That kind of thing is called dignity!

When people shout their names, they accumulate in their chests and a suppressed rush out of their chests with the shouts.

At this moment, they have become living individuals again, no longer a group that can be replaced by the name survivor alone.

The crowd kept shouting their names, and the sound was getting louder and louder like a tsunami.

There was light in the eyes of the originally numb people again.

Zhang Boyong looked at Lin Xiao, and he found that he had been underestimating this teenager since the first meeting.

It turns out that he is not just unmatched in terms of force.

Zhang Boyong imagined that if Lin Xiao had been in Jiangcheng in the first place, would there still be a parliamentary system?

Teenagers just want people to reawaken their sense of self, not with the intention of inciting them.

He held out a hand and then pressed down.

The noisy crowd quieted down again.

"Speaker, continue your trial."

The young man said lightly, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

The council chief looked at the young man's back with deep meaning.

"The death penalty for the three sinners is now executed!"

This is just the final process, and after speaking, the firing squad did not come to the stage to take Zhao Zhongyi and the three.

One step ahead of them, Zhang Shuyu and the three of them each grabbed a person to be executed and stood in front of the stage.

The three have different statuses.

Zhao Weiwei was already paralyzed and allowed Zhang Jihu to pull his arm and twist him to the ground.

His father, Zhao Zhongyi, did not know when he had lost his life, and he was scared to death long before the execution.

Only Dean Jin, who had just been released from the black mist by Xiao Hei, was still cursing.

Just now, he was trapped by the black fog and deprived of his five senses, and he did not know what happened in the square.

So he's still clamoring to get other MPs to take the lead for him.

But the more he did this, the more he let everyone see what the state of the parliament was like.

Every curse he uttered was accelerating the pace at which the parliamentary system was replaced.

"Execution!"

The Speaker closed his eyes and uttered two words.

The person who grabbed Dean Jin was Zhang Zhongxiang.

At this time, his whole person burned with flames.

"Ugh!" Dean Jin was burned by the flames and could no longer say any complete words.

In an instant, the person who was originally jumping alive became a coke body.

At the same time, Zhang Shuyu used a pistol to shoot the Zhao family father and son in the forehead.

The trial was thus over.

But neither the parliamentarians on the stage nor the crowd had any intention of leaving.

They focused their eyes on the boy, waiting for him to say something.

However, Lin Xiao didn't care about this.

He walked straight to Lin Li's side, pulled his sister over and touched her hair.

"It's okay, my brother is back."

After the sister's affairs were dealt with, the teenager wondered why his parents had not shown up.

But before he could speak, Zhang Boyong came to him.

"Lin Xiao." Elder Zhang called out to him.

The young man turned his head to look at it, his face hesitant.

But Zhang Boyong pretended not to understand and continued.

"Everyone is waiting for you to say something."

To be honest, Lin Xiao did not want to get involved in the power struggle in Jiangcheng.

He wanted to establish a force in Songshan Lake that was sufficient to protect himself.

But he prefers that force to be simpler.

After these five days of parliamentary era, the people of Jiangcheng may not be suitable to become members of his forces.

The people of Jiangcheng did not really experience the cruel doomsday.

The Zhang brothers came forward to save them from the very beginning.

There was even a council to govern.

It can be said that Jiang Cheng's understanding of the end times is not deep, otherwise there would be no power struggle and rapid division of classes.

If it weren't for his sister's experience, Lin Xiao might have taken his family and left directly for Songshan Lake.

But now that the order of Jiangcheng has been broken by itself, it seems that he can't just withdraw and retreat.