Chapter 1264        It’s better to have a society ruled by law

Long Qianran was startled and shook his eyes desperately: "Hey, little guy, are you scared silly? Wake up, wake up..."

His hands and feet were already cold at this moment, his mind and eyes were covered with blood, and all of them were filled with eyes that could not be cleared. Why is this world so bloody and cruel? You can't use some acceptable ways to punish others and leave room for reform?

After thinking about it, in short, it is better to have a society ruled by law!

But then again, can he really go back?

Now the road ahead is getting clearer and clearer. These people are not the rationalists in the era of rule of law. If they disagree, they will die. If they are unstable and make them feel that they are using their power rather than really wanting to surrender, will the ending be worse than this?

His mind suddenly became confused. Jun Mohan had never felt so entangled and panicked. He had to make a decisive decision, otherwise he would definitely be the next bloody one.

Thinking of this, he nodded heavily to himself, and in a daze, he realized that what about the people here?

When he came back to his senses, Jun Mohan was stunned: "What are you doing?"

You can speak, just say it's okay?

Long Qianran breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but shake his head: "You have the courage to really need to work harder, otherwise how can you survive in this world?"

After saying that, Long Qianran turned around and walked out. In the gloomy dark prison, there was only a broken-headed corpse left in the blood. When he hit him, Jun Mohan immediately burst into tears and roared: "Wait for me, you wait for me."

It's so scary. These bloody evil ghosts must not come to seek revenge on him!

Although I was extremely scared, in order not to be looked down upon, when Long Qianran invited him to stay, he refused and returned to the restaurant alone.

People passing by along the way were all talking about the three people in Caishikou, but the culprit was more of the culprit, a small owner in a restaurant.

When he heard this, Jun Mohan wanted to find a hole in the ground, for fear of being recognized. However, he became famous all the time and was pointed at by others. Until he stepped into the restaurant door, all this finally stopped.

It was almost dusk now, and everyone was having a meal when he went back. The lively scene could be described as a blow-out, so standing in front of the gate, Jun Mohan was stunned and could only speak for a while: "Why are you... so happy?"

The people on that big table, regardless of the master and servant, nor of the male, female, and young, the shopkeeper, and the guys, plus her divine beast companion, had at least twenty or thirty dishes in September, and they had eaten too much. They had no shadows and sorrows after being smashed by someone in the store and being beaten and injured. They were all happy to eat and drink, and they were very stanced to spend two dollars to win five million. Don’t they know that three people were hanging at the Caishikou?

Have all these people been hit in the brain, so now they have a stroke?

Seeing his stunned expression, September waved to him: "There is still your place here. Come quickly and come quickly and have a meal together."

As he said that, he didn't forget to pick up the pot and pour a glass of juice. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was so happy: "It's sour, sweet, so delicious."

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