Chapter 185 The Familiar Death Takeaway

Suddenly, a beautiful melody rang out throughout the stadium.

Everyone in the stadium stood up, crossed their hands on their chests and looked at the saint singing, even the president and others stood up.

"Disaster... destroyed hope... stung the soul."

"It is you... who gave us hope and light again..."

"And you... are the saint, the dawn, illuminating the way forward."

"Let us hold hands and rush to the road chosen by God."

"..."

On the big screen, the saint slowly opened her arms, as if she was a mother, ready to hug her child.

Many people were moved to tears. How great the saint was, leading everyone in her selfless dedication.

And Tang Ze also saw the saint's appearance on the big screen, and finally understood why these people were so easily brainwashed.

Rated 88 points by the system, such a woman will make men have the most primitive desire.

And once it reaches 89 points, this primitive desire will evolve into a feeling of inviolability, which is very strong in Li Ling'er. If it reaches 90 points, it will be completely dissipated.

The same is true for this saint. She was born with a score of 89. No wonder she is worshipped by so many people without any doubt. After all, those who doubted her were judged and executed.

As everyone sang, a group of people began to walk out.

They wore white robes and sprinkled the water in the bottle, as if to wash away the sins of this world.

Behind them was a group of rebels, at least hundreds of them, their hands and feet were tied with iron chains. There was no fear on everyone's face. Their eyes were fixed on the beautiful figure, wishing to tear her apart!

In the team, Tang Ze saw the figure of the fat man Zhou Yang, and the one supervising next to him seemed to be the driver from last night, Huo Fu... This made Tang Ze slightly stunned.

It seems that there are not so many smart people...

As the singing stopped, an ugly curse sprayed at the sinners. All the people changed from being pious just now to being fierce, wishing to go up and kill these people personally. Anyone who said bad things about the saint should die!

At the front of the rebels was a man and a woman, a couple. They faced death, but they didn't flinch at all. They walked onto the stage calmly with their little fingers clasped together.

Looking at the white stage, they saw the blood of countless rebels in their eyes.

The newly appointed chief judge Qiu Guofei stood up with excitement and read out the verdict: "Huang Wufeng! Zhang Huiyun! Both of you are leaders of the resistance organization. The saint is tolerant and sentences you to death by burning."

Instantly, the whole stadium was filled with shouts, and people shouted crazily with red faces and ears: "Burn them to death! Burn them to death!!!"

Zhang Huiyun listened to the voices of 80,000 people and shouted at the loudest voice in her life: "Brothers and sisters, wake up! That woman just wants to control you and enslave you. Don't become her slaves. Stand up!"

Zhang Huiyun's voice was too small and was drowned by the words "burn to death".

"Forget it, Huiyun. They have been kneeling for so long that they don't know how to stand." Huang Wufeng seemed very calm. These people were beyond saving...

As Huo Fu pressed the button, a part of the table slowly opened. It was a high-power flamethrower.

When this thing came out, everyone became even crazier. The calm Tang Ze seemed particularly different.

Huo Fu came to the two with a gun and untied their chains: "You stand over there."

Huang Wufeng looked at Huo Fu with contempt and walked towards the flamethrower.

"Scum! Bah!" Zhang Huiyun even spat at Huo Fu and resolutely followed her husband.

As the couple stood on the nozzle, a close-up was given on the big screen.

Suddenly, the saint's spirited voice rang out in the venue.

"You only need to repent to God now, and God will forgive you."

Hearing the saint's words, everyone was impressed by her mercy. They wanted to kill her.

And the saint could forgive the past. She only needed to repent. Only the saint had such a broad mind.

You sinners, what face do you have to resist the saint? You don't understand the saint's kindness at all. You are the untouchables who are bent on overthrowing the saint. You deserve to die.

Huang Wufeng looked back at the beautiful figure standing high above him and raised his hand.

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The law enforcement team leader Wang Shan standing under the platform had a cold face: "Prepare for the execution by burning!"

"Wait for me in the next life, I will come to you." Huang Wufeng looked at his beloved wife and said affectionately. There was no fear in his eyes, only strong love and reluctance.

Zhang Huiyun, with tears in her eyes, stroked her husband's cheek and said distressedly: "Let me come to you in the next life, you must wait for me."

Huang Wufeng hugged his beloved wife in his arms, and the two kissed each other deeply.

Huo Fu pressed the ignition switch, and a restlessness sounded in the flamethrower.

With a puff, the raging flames engulfed the two people. Only two figures in the flames could be seen hugging each other. As time passed, the two figures gradually disappeared in the flames, turning into dust and slowly floating towards the sky...

Some people in the crowd were silent, while others shouted excitedly.

Tang Ze stared at the flames. He had seen husbands kick their wives to death, husbands exchange their wives for supplies, and of course wives betraying their husbands. He felt that after the end of the world, there was no true love in the world, only interests.

But when he saw them, Tang Ze suddenly believed that there was still the kind of love that lasted until death.

Suddenly I wanted to have a relationship. How about finding Ling'er? Or Xiaobai? Or Xiaotingting.

Forget it, their dream is to be his wife. If one of them is asked to date with him, they will probably fight.

On the main stage, Vice President Nan Jie suddenly asked: "President, why is the disposal of the leader put at the front? Shouldn't it be put at the end?"

Nie Shun glanced sideways and picked up the thermos to pour out a cup of hot water: "Because the finale of today is you, Vice President."

"President, what do you mean by this?" Nan Jie asked in confusion without changing his face.

Nie Shun took out a bottle of holy water from his pocket.

Seeing this bottle of holy water, Nan Jie's brows tightened slightly, and then smiled: "President worked hard and got holy water. I really envy him." After saying that, he looked at the governor Ji Shoushan next to him, but Ji Shoushan ignored him.

"Vice President, this is a reward from the saint. Have you forgotten it so quickly?" Nie Shun's smile gradually disappeared, and a chill emanated from him.

"How is it possible? I have already drunk it. How could it be with you? Is it that the resistance organization wants to deal with me?"

Nie Shun picked up the holy water and said coldly: "Yes, why is it in my hands? You should thank your son who drives you. Don't blame me. After all, young people want to live longer. No one wants to be burned to death."

Nan Jie's smile gradually disappeared after hearing this...

Governor Ji Shoushan said lightly: "I was wondering how those rebels survived. There were several times when they arrested people but nothing happened. It turned out to be you, Vice President. The Saint asked you to be responsible for the distribution of urban supplies and stability. This is how you repay the Saint."

Nie Shun patted Nan Jie's shoulder and laughed: "I still admire you in some ways. Every time you see your own people being executed, you can remain calm and composed."

"It just turned into anger in my heart." Nan Jie suddenly said.

After hearing Nanjie's confession, Nie Shun sighed: "Don't worry, you will see your son soon."

"You killed him! He told you everything! Why did you kill him!" Nanjie suddenly became irritable and grabbed Nie Shun's collar.

Ji Shoushan snorted with disdain: "Nanjie, you should know that you are going to be exposed. You deliberately let your son say this to save your son's life. Unfortunately, the Saint has already discovered that something is wrong with you."

Nanjie couldn't help laughing: "Now you catch me, I'm afraid you are afraid of the young man sent by the company last night, afraid that I will tell your ugly deeds."

"What the Saint did is right, and she has her own way to deal with that young man."

"Hehe, I knew you were afraid, afraid that he would destroy everything you worked hard to build." Nanjie laughed wildly, but was pressed on the table by Nie Shun and couldn't move.

"It's just a young man. No matter how strong he is, the Saint will make him never come back!" Nie Shun whispered in Nanjie's ear.

Nan Jie, who was being held down tightly, laughed even louder: "You are really scared, hahahahahahahahahahahaha."

"Take him away, don't worry, your body will be hung in the square for other rebels to see!" Nie Shun wanted to smash Nan Jie's head with a slap, knowing that this guy was rebellious.

The saint looked at Nan Jie being taken away with contempt, without any ripples on her face. After all, in her eyes, these were all loyal dogs she raised. If one died, there would be more, and maybe the next one would be more loyal, like the young man sent by the company.

At this moment, the big screen showed Nan Jie's picture, and everyone couldn't believe that their vice president was actually being detained!

The presiding judge Qiu Guofei was still frightened and immediately conducted the trial.

"Vice President Nan Jie betrayed God's will, used the power given by the saint to support the rebels, disturbed the stability of Huzhou, and was sentenced to be boiled in oil!"

After saying this, the whole audience was silent. The vice president actually supported those rebels!

After the calm, there were crazy curses. The Saint gave you so much power, and you stabbed her in the back! Doesn't your conscience hurt?

I saw a big pot being lifted on the flamethrower, and bottles of oil were poured into the pot.

As one of the flames from the flamethrower rose, the oil pot began to heat up.

Qiu Guofei continued the trial: "The rebel Hu Ziyu was sentenced to death."

A young man was caught and pressed to the ground. Huo Fu twitched the blade with his right hand and lifted the young man's chin with his left hand.

The blade ruthlessly cut the fragile throat, and blood gushed out, dyeing the white ground red.

The audience was boiling, as if they were going to lift up the stadium.

Zhou Yang, who was kneeling on the side, looked pale and weak. Brother Tang, where are you? You said you would protect me from death, you can't go back on your word. These bastards have all rebelled and pushed me out to die.

Seeing the guillotine coming out, Zhou Yang cursed in his heart, which pervert came up with all kinds of ways to die.

Brother Tang, save me!!!

In the audience, the young man who brought Tang Ze over looked at the empty seat beside him, puzzled, but snorted coldly, seeing that this guy was rebellious, he would be tried and executed soon. No, I have to report it myself, maybe I can be assigned to the law enforcement team.

At this time, the saint silently watched those who were executed. This power to control life and death is really addictive. What stupid people are.

Dong Dong Dong, there was a knock on the door, and then a weird voice sounded.

"The takeaway is here."