It's useless to panic, it's your friend to be calm at all times.

The group of men with large swords and axes in their hands looked like they were performing some kind of ancient ritual with words in their mouths.

However, this is the 13th block, and there are not honest people living in it, and screams can be heard from inside after the first house was broken into by this group of vicious thugs.

This quickly alarmed the others, and just five minutes later, at 8:10, the murderous mob began to deflat, and so quickly.

From Meng Haoran's point of view, it seems to be a hardware store.

The mob in various masks were smashing the shutter door with sledgehammers, and when they tried their best to smash the shutter door open, a gunshot rang out.

Meng Haoran, who had a certain amount of research on firearms, found that it was an old-fashioned AK Siqi, and two tall men in full armor walked out of it.

Helmets, body armor, and even protective gear on the legs, they were armed with AK four-sevens modified to use oversized drums, and each carried a large bag.

Dozens of thugs armed with steel knives lay on the ground for the next few minutes, but every drop of blood they shed was not innocent.

And what is even more unexpected is that it is not only these two heavily armed men.

There were more or less people in each building, and the total number of people who came out in full gear was actually as many as dozens of people, and the goal of these people was quite clear, and thirteen blocks ago, all the gangs involved in the underworld were within their clearance range.

Most of the gang members were shot and killed, except for a small number of leaders who were escorted to the central plaza of the thirteenth block.

The heavily armed men began to place a number of loudspeakers, one of whom was extremely tall, holding a microphone as if to give a speech.

The leader took out one of the gang leaders below with a gun before he spoke, as if to cheer up his next speech.

After clearing his throat, the man of Touling began to speak.

Good morning, all the neighbors of the 13th Block, fathers and fellow villagers!

Thanks to His Majesty the Great Emperor for providing us with such an opportunity, the 13th block is consistently ranked as the most chaotic neighborhood in the entire empire.

Many people have not considered why, because the local authorities connived at the personnel of these triad forces.

Nowhere in the entire Empire would such a brutality be blatantly condoned as in the Thirteenth Block.

Justice, law, order, conscience have been missing for a long time in the 13th block, and when a city administrator treats these beautiful things as dung, how can he still demand that the masses obey them.

Every illegal business you can imagine here has been done, but those who are good have been violated for the sake of profit.

We are a group of veterans of the empire who survived the war, and we thought that following the hard work of His Majesty the Emperor would allow more people to enjoy peace in peace.

But fate seems to have cursed us here, and it cursed us.

There are always some clowns who show off their killing in front of the real Grim Reaper, but they don't know that the Grim Reaper is bound by conscience, and our conscience and education all the time do not allow us to do that kind of thing that violates the law.

But now His Majesty the Great Emperor has shown us the way, that all violence can be used, and that all killing is legal.

Are you willing to watch the thugs who used to bully you, who took your interests before, and now take your lives?

The people of the thirteenth block, I now call on you to take up all the weapons you have at your disposal, and go out of your homes to attack the dark forces that have been oppressing you.

Some people may want to see us all killing each other together, but what I want to tell you is that there will be slaughter, but not cannibalism.

Whenever great justice will be carried out by blood and fire, there will always be some conscience that needs to be defended with the sword in hand.

If everyone is good at using the right of the Great Purge, I believe that from now on, there will be no more underworld forces in the Thirteenth Block, because they know it. Once a year there is a time to liquidate them!

The challenge launched by the most evil forces starts with me.

After this passionate speech, the man who looked like your leader began to shoot out the leaders of the forces who had done illegal and criminal things with their pistols.

After such an incendiary speech, the purge reached its climax on the morning of the first day, and the people who had been oppressed by the evil forces for a long time took up all the weapons they could hold.

All the members of the community were dragged out of one building after another by the exposed crowds, and all kinds of cruel punishments were inflicted on them.

At this moment, the ratings began to soar, and countless paying groups began to enter to watch the live broadcast.

The news media also began to report and praise the behavior.

The bloody slaughter lasted for a whole day, and it was not until night fell that Meng Haoran could still hear the screams coming from all around.

From the next day, though, life seemed to be calming down.

In the bloody massacre on the first day, those with criminal records had already been slaughtered.

The rest of the people seem to be legal citizens before and after the Great Purge, but at the moment many people are washing their blood at home.

This kind of behavior reminded Meng Haoran of the hunter in the bloodborne curse, the hunter's duty is to hunt, and hunting is justice.

When a matter endowed with extreme justice is conditional on the end of his life, then the matter is debatable.

The next few days were peaceful, and before I knew it, it was the fifth day.

Just when Meng Haoran thought that this matter would be passed peacefully, something unexpected happened to everyone, including the authorities.

A hobbling old man in a clown mask walked into the thirteenth block, and the old man walked straight to the central block square.

The old man in the clown mask connected a recording device he was carrying to the tweeter, but it was not a passionate declaration, but a song of Hisaishi Jean's music The sun rises as usual!

Even though the wind rises, the sun rises.

It is still the rising sun, the sun is still shining, and it seems that everything has ushered in the best ending.

What follows is a passage from the old man's speech:

Dear friends and relatives of the Thirteenth Block, I am one of you, but here I would like to implore His Majesty the Emperor that killing does not represent justice and law.

No matter how great the economic benefits of such killings may be, if mass killing becomes the best way to solve the problem, then where will law and order and human civilization become?

Perhaps many people will not listen to simple reasoning.

So here I have prepared a small gift for you, which was developed during the world wars.

This is a biological weapon that can spread through the air and genetically modify humans, and all our actions come from the wisdom of genes, the wisdom of blood.

So if we can't argue about something, let's see what our instincts are.

Accept this little gift!

From the most terrifying biochemical weapon of mankind: nano biochemical virus.

This nano-biochemical virus will quickly divide and multiply when it comes into contact with the first human body, and now I am willing to be the first martyr to end the Great Purge Project.

I don't think any country wants to let an entire country die for the sake of a small purge plan, and if His Majesty the Emperor doesn't think about it, then every year someone releases nano-biochemical viruses.

And this year, it starts with me.