"For... Why is this happening! ”

Outside the garrison hall, everyone was a little sluggish, and there was no such thing as killing people directly in the script!

The man at the head showed horror in his eyes, and his heart was a little withdrawn.

He is Jamal's man, and according to Jamal, it is as simple as the last slum unrest, and there is no danger.

"Why should the garrison kill! Use lynching! And there is no royal law! ”

Suddenly there was an angry roar behind him, followed by two or three more people coaxing!

"That's right, it's just that I forgot to bring money, the garrison doesn't care about human life anymore!"

Most of the people present were participants in the first riot, because the retreat of the first garrison made them somewhat fearless.

For a while, there was a crowd, and the crowd was angry and chaotic, and even there were people watching outside, and the more they gathered, the more they gathered.

Seleuc led Xiao Ke to everyone!

"Jamal is suspected of rebellion, and has now been killed, and the head of the owl is displayed to the public!"

She looked at the people in the slums with a gloomy expression, her tone was a little unkind, and the other members of the garrison team who followed behind were also armed with guns, ready to do it at any time.

As if disgusted that the turmoil was not big enough, Seleuc waved his hand, and the team behind him took a step forward.

"Take the lead in making trouble, arrest!"

"Yes!"

Several members of the garrison held guns and pointed at the leaders of the group, and those behind them stepped forward directly to arrest them.

"Why arrest people! The garrison beat people and killed people! ”

Jamal's men were obviously panicked and wanted to resist, their own bosses were dead, and they could have a good result if they went in by themselves.

He instantly thought that there were "his own people" behind him, and began to bring the rhythm.

"Bang!"

"Who's beating me!"

Someone suddenly shouted.

"It's the guard!"

"Murder! Killed! ”

......

For a while, the people who pushed and shoved the garrison did not shoot, but they were pulling with a few leaders.

But as time progressed, the atmosphere became more and more anxious, and the people in the slums didn't have a few sane people, they were noisy, and no one could hear their voices, so they knew that if they didn't resist, they would be arrested, who would want to!

"Hit!"

A member of the garrison was punched in the face, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Kill these soft eggs, bitch, these imperial moths!"

Seeing that the members of the garrison were punched like this, and no one was arrested, the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time finally broke out and rushed towards the members of the garrison one by one.

"Boom!"

The long pole with Jamal's head in the doorway was cut off, and Jamal's fat, ugly head fell at the feet of the crowd.

But how can the chaotic crowd still manage this, you kick it, I step on it.

Some people were tripped up, and some people saw that it was a human head, but the appearance of the flesh and blood was already unrecognizable, and he was startled, but even more excited.

"Hit! Beat! Kill the moths! It is because of them that the empire has become like this, and it is because of them that we sleep on the streets all day long, picking up garbage to eat! ”

I don't know where it came from, the obviously cultured cry, as if the fuse had completely ignited the bomb.

"Ahhh

Disorderly!

The entire garrison was in chaos, and the members of the garrison were ordered not to shoot unless they were forced to do so.

Seleuc's little Ke didn't transform either, he was tied by the neck with a rope and barked at the chaotic crowd.

Seleuc was still watching, watching when the situation would come to Gozqi's mouth.

"Dead!"

A man screamed, and at his feet were people in the slums who had been trampled to death.

"It's a garrison!"

For all the evil consequences, just push it to the side with fewer people.

"Rush! Rush in and tell them to come out! ”

The people who knew a little before that they were afraid to rush into the garrison hall completely let go of the last line of defense in their hearts.

"Suppression!"

Seleuc's indifferent voice reached the ears of every teammate who struggled to resist the crowd like a blade in the midst of the cacophony of chaos.

"Bang!"

Deafening gunfire.

For a moment, the world seemed to be quiet, and everyone was stunned.

Blood, all blood, the head of the person who was shot in the head, the head exploded directly, white and red, and sprinkled on everyone's faces.

"Boom!"

There was a moment of silence, but also a moment of tightness.

The sound of gunfire like a catalyst completely pushed the turmoil to a climax.

......

"Isn't that interesting?"

Heaton stood by the window, watching the farce below, as if he were watching a wonderful movie from a past life.

And now, it's the climax of the movie.

"It's more than innocent to die!"

Rao Shilan also had to give such an evaluation.

Neither smart nor normal people can be coaxed into being organized to participate in such a moth-to-fire and useless operation.

Lan had been to the slums, and there were some really poor people in them, but they definitely wouldn't be these.

They are ignorant, blind, physically active, but not producing, not afraid, but opportunistic and criminal.

A truly poor person will not have the heart to cause any turmoil or resistance.

Because they are weak, they are cautious, they are submissive, they are afraid of power, they are cowardly to the strong, and they have an inferiority complex for everyone.

Isn't that a tragedy? The pathos of society.

Ordinary people can't survive anymore, and those who survive are no longer ordinary, normal people with independent personality and thinking.

Want to be motivated, flattery, want wealth, be opportunistic, want to live, humble and cowardly.

No one is a saint, this is just a social situation.

"But Your Majesty, the Empire shouldn't be like this."

This is not the empire that Lan wants.

"I know, I know what kind of society I want, maybe I should give it a try."

Heaton put away his smile, looked at Xiao Ke who had grown bigger with an expressionless face, opened his bloody mouth, and bit at the rioting crowd.

The society of the previous life is like a dream, as if it exists in the depths of memory, and it seems so distant and unattainable.

Although his life in his previous life was not satisfactory, and he even had a period of mental illness, he seemed to be 10,000 times better than the people at the bottom of this world.

Then try to change it?

It seems that I have only lived for eleven years in my life, and my strong physical fitness after exercising can make my life longer.

You can't mess like this for the rest of your life, and it seems like a good thing to find something.

For a moment, Heaton was a little moved.

However, let's settle the current matter first, catch the fish first, and clear out all the people who covet the throne.

That's the first thing.

"Wait a little longer, Gozzi and you'll go out, a little more majestic."

Heaton commanded Gozzi behind him, expecting him to pretend to be forced.