Marvel scientists in the city

“Thirty days?! Are you kidding?!! ”

“Elder Yan, what does this mean? Death penalty becomes thirty days? Not funny, right? ”

“Did I hear you right? Really not thirty years ?! ”

“What plane?! Killing, strong X, rape and killing… So many felonies, only thirty days ?! ”

“Don’t worry, Elder Yan must have his intention when he said this!”

“Absolutely not thirty days! I was the first not to agree! This scum should have killed him earlier! Staying one more day is a waste of Shenglan’s air! ”

“Elder Yan must have made a slip of the tongue… How can it be thirty days, it must be thirty years! ”

“Hehe, if you really release it in thirty days, then I will kill people tomorrow!”

“……”

The people who were originally happy because Meng Wuxiu was sentenced to death became angry again because of Fang Yan’s words!

The death penalty carried out immediately turned into thirty days in prison at once … This kind of thing is simply incomprehensible!

That is, Fang Yan, if someone else said so, I am afraid that the crowd outside now can’t help but rush in and beat up!

“I knew… He certainly won’t give up so easily! ”

Lin Miaozhi was not surprised at all.

In her heart, Fang Yan has always been a person who does not play cards according to the routine, and everything he is involved in will never be solved as easily and happily as she imagined.

“Does the death penalty become thirty days in prison?”

Elena’s beautiful eyes flashed with curiosity… She didn’t know why Fang Yan made a decision like this, but she believed that Fang Yan could say such words, and there must be his decision!

“Elder Yan! Is what you said true?! It only takes thirty days to shut down?! ”

Meng Wuxiu raised his head abruptly, surprise flashed in his eyes, and looking at Fang Yan’s eyes was like looking at a savior!

Meng Zhiguo, who originally looked dejected, also looked at Fang Yan in amazement at this moment… Rao was as shrewd as he was, and he really couldn’t understand why Fang Yan would make such a judgment!

“Elder Yan, although you are the second elder, I have to remind you! You only have the right to vote in the council, not the right to directly pronounce judgments, and please respect the judgment of the court! ”

The judge said seriously.

Fang Yan is a nobleman, and he is also the second elder of Shenglan, and from the national law of Shenglan, he can participate in the trial of nobles and cast an important vote… But it’s just a vote, not to the point where anyone can be directly judged!

“Your Majesty!”

When Fang Yan heard this, he turned around, looked at Lin Miaozhi, and said with a smile, “Didn’t you say last time that you could fulfill one of my requirements?” Now that I demand my trial against Meng Wuxiu, it should be very morally legal, right? ”

In an instant, everyone’s nervous eyes converged on Lin Miaozhi.

Lin Miaozhi took a deep breath, looked at Fang Yan, and lightly opened his thin lips: “Okay, I promise you, Meng Wuxiu’s case, you have the final judgment!” ”

As soon as these words came out, the judges, reporters, and onlookers were all in an uproar!

“How can this be?!”

“Contempt! This is a contempt for the law of the Holy Lan Kingdom! Did the king agree so easily? ”

“They are originally husband and wife, and if they say anything to agree to the request, they must have discussed it a long time ago!”

“Made! I’m angry, Lao Tzu will contact his brothers in the previous prison now to kill Meng Wuxiu, this bastard!” Never let him go unpunished again this time! ”

“……”

Lin Miaozhi’s personal promise was tantamount to adding fuel to the fire, making the citizens of Shenglan even more angry!

“His Majesty the King is open!”

Fang Yan smiled slightly.

Immediately, he shifted his gaze to Meng Wuxiu: “How is it?” Thirty days in prison, do you agree? If you agree, you can now sign and pledge on it! ”

As soon as Fang Yan raised his hand, a group of microrobots immediately got a confession from nowhere and placed it in front of Meng Wuxiu.

“Agreed! Agree! Of course I agreed! ”

He never expected that Fang Yan had obviously killed him before, and he felt that he might kill himself at any time… However, now he has suddenly changed his attitude by 180 degrees, helping him escape the death penalty!

Hahaha… It seems that my Meng Wuxi really deserves to die, even God is helping me!

At the same time, Meng Wuxiu had already sneered in his heart and calculated: those policemen and witnesses who wanted to deal with him, he would not let go of any of them, and when he went out, he had to “repay” them one by one!

Especially the female policeman named Song Miaomiao, such a devil’s figure, just thinking about it makes people can’t help it!

With these thoughts in mind, Meng Wuxian was very excited, and signed the painting without saying a word.

“What should Miao Miao do now?”

The new female policeman beside Song Miaomiao was so aggrieved that she almost cried, “How can Elder Yan only sentence him to thirty days? It’s so unfair! ”

“Fang Yan, he must have his own ideas, we have to believe him!”

Song Miaomiao looked at Fang Yan, pursed her lips, and her eyes flashed with determination.

She firmly believes that the person she fancy will not do such a thing to disappoint her!

“Very good!”

After getting the confession signed by Meng Wuxiu, Fang Yan nodded with a smile, “Come on, imprisonment is effective immediately, from now on, you are already a prisoner.” ”

“No problem! Take me away! I’ll go to the cell now!” ”

Meng Wuxiu was extremely happy, as if entering the cell was a great joy for him.

“No hurry.”

As soon as Fang Yan raised his hand, two policemen who were about to come up and detain Meng Wuxiu were stopped, “Before you go to prison to serve your sentence, you need to serve an hour here!” ”

“Huh?”

Fang Yan’s words made Meng Wuxiu look puzzled.

Not only him, but also the frustrated crowd at the scene, the reporters who were quite dissatisfied with the verdict, and the judges who sighed and prepared to leave, all showed surprised expressions at this time.

Serving an hour in prison here?

What do you mean?

Just when they were wondering, suddenly a black shadow whistled at the door and floated in front of Fang Yan… It is the wrist part of the Mark 42, and he is holding a helmet with a metallic texture and round like a pebble!

“Meng Wuxiu, put it on and start your sentence!”

Fang Yan’s eyes flashed with teasing.