As for the little boys who ate the pot with them because of reselling credit cards, they were all sentenced to life imprisonment.

Don't look at them by luck and didn't die, but in the prison that specializes in felons involved in scavengers, the fate of these little imps can almost be said to be worse than death, and it is not certain whether they can come out alive or not.

When several little children heard that they had been sentenced to life imprisonment, they were also frightened to pee their pants, and they were also carried out by the bailiff as if they had lost their souls.

Ling Tian saw it in his eyes, uncomfortable in his heart, to tell the truth, judging from Ling Tian's true thoughts in his heart, Ling Tian felt that these people were not guilty to death.

But the law is ruthless, and there is no bargaining.

To say that these people were sentenced to death just for reselling a few credit cards and phone cards is indeed overkill.

But if you think about it from another angle, who should they talk to about those whose homes were ruined because of the demagogy and terror of the Dark Gate?

So, it's an unsolvable problem, an infinite loop.

Ling Tianshi is weak, and he wants to change the environment of the Security Bureau and the laws that are not sound in the current society, but he has more than enough power to do so, and many times, let alone change others, even himself, it is difficult to be alone.

"Let's go, boy, don't be stunned here." Wu Lianshan stood up, buttoned his blazer, and said to Ling Tian, who was still stunned.

"Go back to Changji?" Ling Tian came back to his senses and raised his head and asked.

"Changji is definitely going back, but not now." Wu Lianshan pouted helplessly, and then glanced in the direction where Wang Qiang, Guo Zifeng and the others were pulled out: "We have to supervise the scene of the execution." ”

"Huh?!" Ling Tian was taken aback when he heard this, got up and followed behind Wu Lianshan and asked, "Do we also want to get involved in the matter of the shooting?" ”

"Nonsense!" Wu Lianshan rolled his eyes and said: "The prisoner was pulled from your Changji, and the shooting must also let your people in Changji watch the shooting, otherwise if someone drops the bag, this is the procedure and process that must be followed!" ”

"That's just as well." Ling Tian scratched his head and nodded noncommittally.

After learning that it was inevitable, Ling Tian silently followed the team supervising the execution and entered a commercial vehicle.

In this way, after everyone got on the bus one after another, the convoy slowly started, and the two death row cars escorting the prisoners were sandwiched in the middle.

Ling Tian could clearly feel that at least four forces of strength and his momentum were condensed around him.

In addition, there was also a lingering sense of crisis that had been hanging over Ling Tian's heart.

"It seems that there are many masters here today to supervise the scene of the shooting." Ling Tian swallowed a mouthful of saliva and thought to himself.

In the end, this trembling, Shenbei Station was also afraid that something would go wrong, so he hurriedly shot a few people to death, and quickly closed the case.

The convoy drove mightily on the highway in the early morning mist, and after forty minutes, finally arrived at the execution site.

The execution ground is located in a barren countryside on the south side of Shenbei, surrounded by some growing crooked trees and some graves whose names cannot be seen.

"Is this a mass grave?" Ling got out of the car and looked around with a frown.

"This place is called General's Ditch, and I heard that it was a place where generals were buried before the first century." Wu Lianshan covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief and got out of the car, looked around and said: "But now it is called Wild Wolf Gang, since Shenbei stood here and shot the condemned prisoner, many wild wolves have gathered here to survive." ”

"Survive here?" Ling Tian's eyes widened and he repeated.

"That's right!" Wu Lianshan nodded, then leaked out a mouthful of white teeth, and smiled at Ling Tian with a disgusting smile: "After all, there is food and drink here!" ”

Ling Tian swallowed a mouthful of saliva when he heard this, his expression was slightly and he didn't say anything.

At this time, Wang Qiang, Guo Zifeng and others were also taken out of the car by the armed police and sat together, waiting to be disposed of.

Several leaders of Shenbei Station who supervised the scene of the execution also got off the bus and gathered together to discuss, among them, there was Shen Ziqi, who was surrounded by everyone in the middle, with his arms crossed, and nodded from time to time while listening to the reports of others.

After a few people said a few words, Shen Ziqi's final decision unified their opinions, and then dispersed again.

After receiving the order, the law enforcement team members stuffed a cigarette into the mouth of one of the people sitting on the ground, and then the other members of the team stepped forward and began to smash the shackles on the ankles of several people with tools.

Attaching iron shackles weighing more than five kilograms to the ankles of condemned prisoners was a tradition in the Chinese region before the first century.

Once condemned, death row prisoners were locked in these special shackles, which had no key!

Before the condemned prisoners hit the road, they were violently dismantled by prison guards with hammers, iron chisels and other tools.

Guo Zifeng held a cigarette in his mouth, watched the shackles gradually being smashed open, and listened to the "sonorous" sound of gold and iron clashing in his ears, the whole person couldn't help but tremble, and the cigarette butt in his mouth was at the front end, and the cigarette ash also danced rhythmically with the sound of the hammer smashing.

Soon, the death row prisoners, including "Huang He, Wang Qiang, and Guo Zifeng", were unshackled and awaiting execution.

"Do you have anything to say to the family?" After taking off the handcuffs and shackles, a captain of the Shenbei Station Action Team asked the people who were sitting on the ground.

"There's nothing more to say, what are you going to say when it's all come to this point." Wang Qiang sat on the ground and shook his head with a dead face.

The others shook their heads with the same pale faces, dying on the verge of death, and there was no point in saying anything.

As for Huang He, not to mention, he couldn't say anything good, it was nothing more than those vicious curses, so the action team members of Shenbei Station didn't intend to ask him if he had any last words, and directly blocked his mouth.

Even the shackles and handcuffs were not opened for him to prevent him from breaking out and hurting others.

Although after the identification of researchers, Huang He's body has begun to festering and decaying on a large scale, and even if he is not shot, he will not live for a week.

But after all, he contains a large number of zombie viruses in his body, be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, and at the last moment, there is no need to let him infect others.

At seven o'clock in the morning, five death row prisoners, including Huang He, Wang Qiang, Guo Zifeng and others, were taken to a snow field where a deep pit had been dug.

Ling Tian stood not far away and watched, listening to the sound of "squeak~squeak~" made by the action team members and prisoners in charge of escorting them walking on the snow, and his mood was inexplicably heavy and irritable.

The five were pulled to their knees next to the pit, and behind each stood a member of the action team with an automatic step Q, waiting for the order to shoot.

The shadow of death looms over the hearts of everyone in the field!