Chapter 941: Unexpected Development

The moment his fist came into contact with his eye socket, at that moment the Evil Sword God, Ultraman Tiga, who was like the incarnation of the ancient times, burst out with an incomparable light in the crowd. An invisible sword energy swept across the scene, killing countless people around him. The fat house blew up like grains of sand.

The arrival of this powerful aura caused all the group leaders on the Forbidden Island to remain silent. Those who had stepped forward to insult or join in the fun suddenly no longer dared to move and were all petrified in place.

"A bunch of arrogant people actually dare to tease me?"

"How dare you tease me?"

"Dare you tease me?"

"Meet me?"

"My lord?"

"Zun?"

…

Familiar echoes echoed in the space of the Forbidden Island. Dozens of sword energy swept out in all directions, and all the clothes on the bodies of dozens of fat people were stripped off by the sword energy.

Although the Evil Sword God has become the familiar Evil Sword God, the old devil and Cheng Yu are still in a state of spiritual sharing at this moment, and they are reminding the Evil Sword God not to kill people here.

Now that they have committed crimes and made meritorious deeds, they need to pay more attention to their behavior.

Although these people are disgusting and can be punished a little, they are not to the point where they must die to apologize.

The Evil Sword God was kicking these people, without a sword in his hand but with a sword in his heart. Everyone felt the coldness on their necks, as if there was a sword on their necks.

As long as this person winks a little, he can chop off their heads entirely.

At the same time, this scene was also seen by Huang Youliang in the van.

He also felt scared in his heart.

The Evil Sword God has a very wide reputation. Even in Baowan Province, he has heard of the terrifying reputation of this Evil Sword God.

Suddenly he was very glad that he was born in this era of order and law. Otherwise, if he had such a bad mouth in the past, people would have come to him with a sword and chopped off his head. Where would the kindness and kindness come from? mercy?

Maybe this is not the best era, but it is definitely the most tolerant era.

Where there is tolerance, there is arrogance.

There is a way of saying that a good person will be bullied by others, and a good horse will be ridden by others.

How could those who are trolls and keyboard warriors on the Internet not be tolerant to themselves by consumers and strangers?

There is no need to do anything to scare the monkeys. The Evil Sword God has already shocked the entire Forbidden Island simply by relying on his momentum.

"I know you, and probably some of you know me. I came today not to find you, but to do one thing." The Evil Sword God stared at everyone here domineeringly, and said two words solemnly: "fair!"

Then the repetition and emphasis began: "Fair!"

"Fuck yes, fair!"

"Gong, Gong... are you fair?" Someone mumbled in a low voice, a little confused.

"Those of you who joined the Metropolitan Governor Navy Organization as group leaders scolded people who have nothing to do with you on the Internet through the screen, and even cursed other people's relatives, making others so angry that they had no intention of studying and working!"

"..."

"Study! It is the ladder of human progress! Work! It is the driving force for the development of the country's GDP! Just because you can troll people through the screen, and even cut down some indiscriminate and indiscriminate people who take the lead in spreading rumors and adapting to the wind!"

"..."

"When you made these remarks, did you ever think about how much trouble your remarks would cause to others and society? Isn't this just relying on strangers' tolerance for you and relying on the screen that others can't find you? Is it okay for you to talk nonsense? Do you think this is fair?”

The Evil Sword God spoke righteously and impassionedly.

Of course, these words were not spoken by the Evil Sword God himself, but were prepared by General Bai before. The Evil Sword God only needed to read the words in front of everyone through the spiritual sharing with the old devil.

They are still carrying out the work of atonement, and the process still needs to be in place!

What can only be said is that as the most powerful of the ten generals, General Bai, the Explosive Saint is worthy of being the Explosive Saint. As soon as he said these words, it was like dropping a nuclear bomb in the hearts of these group leaders, leaving them with broken spirits and bruised bodies. .

"You all listen carefully. I will ask you questions next, and you need to answer them truthfully. This is also your last chance to atone."

The Evil Sword God said: "Currently, the country is vigorously cracking down on Internet keyboard warriors. You people will be locked up for a few years after you get out. But if you plead guilty with a good attitude, it may only take a few months."

The group leaders and fat geeks looked at each other in shock. They had just been told by the Evil Sword God that their faces were red, and they felt that they were almost ashamed of themselves.

"Then what should we do..." someone asked.

"First question, who can explain this island to me?" As soon as the Evil Sword God spoke, many insiders rushed to raise their hands.

They are fighting for a reduced sentence.

"Say." The Evil Sword God pointed at a fat man with only one hair on his head.

"We didn't know where this place was at first, but what is certain is that we have all been abandoned by the Grand Governor. And the people here are all the leaders of the navy group, because they accidentally leaked the secrets of the organization, Imprisoned here."

The man answered truthfully: "There are canteens and Internet cafes on this closed island. The canteens are all mechanically operated and can provide burgers and fat house happy water. However, these things are not free. We need to go to the Internet cafes to play games and refresh copies. , brush equipment...and then redeem it with contribution points.”

"Do you have a chance to go out?" Evil Sword God asked again.

"Not yet, but if you can reach 100 million contribution points, you can regain your freedom..." Yigenmao said.

Hearing this, the Evil Sword God and the old devil who escorted the van, Cheng Yu, all nodded.

The situation was almost the same as they had inferred, but there were some differences.

This is a group owner's confinement island, but it is not a gathering place for the water army, but a place of punishment. Those who are imprisoned are group owners who almost leaked the secrets of the network water army.

In other words, these group owners know some unknown secrets...

Then using them as investigation subjects is really the best.

Then, the Evil Sword God ordered these fat guys to line up, pointed at the first person and said: "Start with you, introduce yourself to me, what you did when you were the leader of the water army group, how is your relationship with the Grand Commander, and whether you have met the Grand Commander."

"Okay..."

The first person nodded, and then said timidly: "My name is Ding Lixi... I used to organize people to post bad reviews on Douban online. I have an average relationship with the Grand Commander and only talked to him once across the screen... The Grand Commander is very mysterious and usually doesn't meet people easily."

"Well, next one." The Evil Sword God nodded.

"I was the leader of a group that sent fraudulent text messages online."

"Your navy is also responsible for this?"

"We have a special fraudulent navy group..." the man said, "and the text messages we send are basically the same."

"What text message?"

"Hello, I am Qin Shihuang. I traveled back in time, but now I find myself penniless. I need to use my kingly aura to activate the Terracotta Army in Xi'an. Please send me money immediately. It's not much, just 50,000. After the matter is done, I will lead the team here and order you to be the commander of the imperial army."

The evil sword god laughed: "What era is this? Is there anyone who still believes this?"

"I don't know if anyone believes it... but there is a sentence in it that is true."

"Which sentence?"

The second person took the initiative to step forward and shook hands with the evil sword god: "Hello, Lord Sword God, I am Ying Zheng..."

The evil sword god: "???"