Chapter 487: An Alternative Punishment

Under this principle of irresponsibility and even disregard for life, Shen certainly has no psychological pressure. The duel lasted from 9 a.m. to noon, and the duel between the prisoners had entered the final stage, with bloodthirsty thugs killing their companions with various murder weapons under the gaze of countless people, some of them were tall and strong, some were agile, and several of them were crazy people who should have been in an insane asylum.

The spectators looked at the row of winners in front of them with a variety of faces, a few cheered for them, most were silent, many more wanted to see but did not dare to see them all, and a young mother in the stands held her young son and pointed to a strong man covered in blood in the field and said something to her child.

She was a widow whose husband had been killed by one of the surviving thugs in the field. She thought she would see justice being done here, but her enemies persevered to the final round amid her scolding, and in addition to being stained with the blood of other criminals, they looked more energetic than when they first entered!

"Remember, that's your father's murderer, you have to remember his face, grow up well, no matter where he runs, you must kill him......" The young widow taught her emaciated child in her arms, who was not yet 5 years old, in a sad and angry tone.

She didn't know that her family feud didn't need to wait until her children grew up to get revenge, just as the Space-Time Council had advertised before, none of the felons who came here would survive the night!

"Look, man, they're not ancient Romans, and people can't cheer for this senseless killing. At least ......not yet," Shen commented as he pointed to the crowd in the audience as he was about to take a lunch break.

Unlike many viewers, he watched the fight of the felons below very carefully. It's not that he cares anything about the lives of these guys. Or maybe he has some appreciation for the fights of these amateurs, but he has to review the winners one by one in the final session of the afternoon and make an irrevocable final verdict.

In between their lunch and lunch breaks, all the felons who survived the other gladiatorial arenas were also sent to this gladiatorial arena en masse, and the security planes gave them the last lunch, and put the injured prisoners on the medical platform for treatment. Prepare for the final showdown in the afternoon.

After more than two hours of preparation for the lunch break, everyone returned to the venue, and the felons who had survived the various gladiatorial arenas in the morning were led into the venue by the security planes of the brigade, and they were lined up in a long row in front of the silent crowd of spectators, all kneeling on the ground with their heads in their hands.

Behind the prisoners, a large line of security guards pointed their guns at their heads, making sure that they would kill them immediately no matter what big moves they made. The presenter who was responsible for livening up the atmosphere of the venue in the morning was gone, and the audience and the felons present were nervously waiting for the final verdict.

No one at the scene knew what would happen next, and the atmosphere became very solemn. It wasn't until Shen entered with a squad of heavily armed expedition members that people breathed a sigh of relief. Although none of them could predict the final decision of this "alien" whom none of them knew.

If there were people in the audience who were more observant, they might be wearing completely different clothes on Shen's body at this time than when they watched the battle in the morning. He didn't wear any armor, but he wasn't wearing a morning gown. As if he was going to play sports, he wore an almost pure white tracksuit and did not carry a pistol that he almost never left with him.

"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. I hope you're mentally prepared. What is to come next may be unexpected for you...... You must know before you come back that this was supposed to be an execution ritual to get rid of all the scum in front of everyone. ā€

Shen took the microphone after arriving at the center of the venue. Start making a planned presentation. Although this speech was theoretically dispensable, what he had to do next was rather bloody. He felt the need to give the audience some "high-energy warnings" first to ensure that they would not scare too many people for a while.

"But now, I have to apologize to everyone because I decided to give these people a chance to survive. The people here are now the strongest, the most brutal, and the most socially dangerous of all the detainees. ā€

"It's easy to shoot them, but that's just satisfying our momentary sense of revenge. It's hard to have an impact on other thugs in the future. I think that as a reborn society, you all deserve to see some more "appreciative" execution rituals......"

As Shen Biao spoke, a team of more than a dozen security guards moved several large tables and several large bags. The big tables were lined up, and the contents of the big bags were quickly dumped on the tables.

The big bag was filled with all kinds of weapons. Including all kinds of firearms, grenade catapults, RPGs, knives, clubs, ......, if the row of prisoners who are kneeling there right now can look up, they will now have a lot of familiar things here, and some of them will even have their usual murder weapons used in their previous crimes.

And Shen only asked the security planes to transport these things because he was going to use them to arm a large group of felons in front of him, and then kill them one by one in front of everyone. He believed that such a method of execution would achieve the greatest deterrent and persuasive effect.

"I know that, as outsiders, you all have a lot of doubts about me and my Planar Council. I hope that today's presentation will give you a better understanding of us as an organization that we aspire to a better world as any peace-loving, law-abiding person. ā€

"The adults present should know that there is no such thing as a random pie in this world. In the same way, the criminals in this world will not disappear on their own, and some of them who have gone astray may still be worth saving, and these people, I will also give them a last chance. ā€

"If we want to build a wonderful new world, we must fight for it, and you must all fight for it!" That's why I decided to give them a chance to live, even if they are as savage as they are, and a chance to fight for their future......"

As he spoke, Shen moved his limbs, then waved his hand to let the team members around him retreat, and asked all the people who had been guarding the prisoners to withdraw from the venue quickly.

"Get up, gentlemen, I will not let you die on your knees. Pick your weapons, you have, 3o seconds to prepare! Shen said and looked at the watch on his wrist and said.

Most of the felons were still wondering if this would be a trap at this time, and many of them who still had brains didn't even dare to stand up and raise their heads to look at Shen. However, such a "normal person" cannot represent everyone after all.

One of them, a skinny lunatic who shrunk his head and looked around, finally rushed to the table and grabbed a gun when Shen was counting down to 25. Although he looked thin, he was a good player in the previous duel.

Maybe it was because he was a madman, or maybe he thought it was a game, or maybe it was just pure curiosity, the madman laughed and rushed out of the crowd, rushed to the table without hindrance, picked up a micro-punch, expertly inserted a magazine, and then pointed the muzzle of the gun at Shen, who was only about 1o meters away from him.

In the nervous eyes of the audience and the expectant eyes of the felons, the madman pulled the trigger, and a fierce tongue of fire erupted from the muzzle of the slightly rushing gun, and a bullet flew towards the target at an extremely fast speed, but none of them could get close to Shen's body.

Shen was like dodging a snowball thrown by a child, and avoided the barrage that splashed at him with a seemingly relaxed but actually extremely fast move. In fact, even if he stood there and let the other party fight, it would be fine, he didn't wear armor, but the shield was well equipped.

The reason for the evasion is mainly for the purpose of propaganda effect, to show that he has given the felons a "fair" chance to survive. Since it was a fully automatic fire, the shooter was still a maniac who didn't know how to aim, so the magazine was shot out in just over two seconds.

After the opponent's magazine was finished, Shen Ding lowered down and smiled, then kicked a small stone on the field, and then threw it at the madman who was changing the ammunition with his hand. The small stone sliced through the air with the same degree as the previous bullet, and finally hit the madman prisoner in the forehead.

Due to its initial size, the volume was slightly larger than that of ordinary bullets, so the stone was not blocked by the prisoner's thin and brittle skull, and it shattered the prisoner's forehead and skull without hindrance, and flew out with an orange-sized hole in the back of the head. Then the madman's laughter came to an abrupt end, and there was only a deathly silence......

The prisoners in the front row who saw what had happened were still eager to try a few seconds ago, wondering if they might learn from that madman to grab a weapon and fight. But seeing this magical scene of counter-killing in front of them, many of them suddenly felt cold.

"Is this human, absolutely not?" That's how many of them are feeling at this time.

Of course, from the viewer's point of view, things are not as simple as those who observe them up close. In their opinion, Shen was like a phantom when he just dodged the barrage, and they couldn't see the figure clearly at all, and then as the shooting stopped, suddenly there was a loud noise, and the madman who had shot before had a big hole in his head and fell.

ļ¼šā€œ19态18态17…… I'll build yƬ you guys do your best to get armed! After the madman prisoner fell, Shen continued to count down while "building yƬ". The tone was like a kindergarten teacher explaining traffic safety rules to a group of kindergarten children. (To be continued!)

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