I want to be a warlord

Wang Zhen and his party were watching not far away, watching the atmosphere completely burn as gunshots rang out and bodies fell to the ground.

If we were to switch to anime style at this time, everyone would have their faces distorted, and their bodies would be burning with red and black flames, scorching the sky!

Pushing down those who are above you and trampling them under your feet will bring an abnormal and extreme pleasure, which can quickly fill the brain and make people forget about it.

No matter what the situation!

Even in bed...

cough cough.

Pulling back his wandering unhealthy thoughts, Wang Zhen turned to look at the group of people huddled in the trunk.

They were all the more important people on the previous list. Except for Tarim, who was fortunate enough to be captured by Wang Zhen himself, the others were all arrested just now.

"Here, let me tell you." Wang Zhen clapped his hands to attract the attention of the group, "You have also seen that if you commit a crime, you will be killed directly after the trial. No other procedures are needed. There are more than 200 people behind. Everyone will be shot to death.”

Just hearing the number of more than 200, this group of people couldn't help but shudder, their faces turned pale, and their sphincter muscles began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Now, there are two roads before you."

"The first way is to go up and admit the crimes you have committed. Explain everything clearly. Considering that you are not the mastermind, but just the tools and accomplices of those people to satisfy their greed, you are willing to give up all the illegal gains. If you turn it over to the government, your crimes can be pardoned."

"Of course, if you are reluctant to part with your family property or dare not stand up and testify against those people, it doesn't matter. You can choose the second way, come to power, and then be shot to death on the spot like them. Then the government will confiscate your assets and conduct an auction to realize them."

"Okay, the way is given to you. You only have 3 minutes to choose."

"You can take a look in these three minutes to see how those people died!"

"Watch, don't blink!" After saying that, Wang Zhen waved behind him, and a group of soldiers came over, grabbed them one by one, and escorted them towards the rostrum.

Wang Zhen also had good intentions, fearing that they would not be able to see clearly due to the distance.

In addition, we must cherish our time. There are 300 people in total. Even if it only takes 1 minute to judge one person, it still takes 5 hours to kill!

In fact, it will take more time, and it is estimated that the fight will last until midnight.

It's quite exciting to think about it. This can be regarded as the largest public trial in the world in the new century!
Just as Wang Zhen was speaking, another person was escorted to the stage. As soon as he got on stage, he was kicked to his knees.

In front of him was the corpse lying dead under the stage. The man just glanced at it and began to tremble in fear, and urine flowed down his trouser legs.

This man's profile picture and biography appeared on the big screen again, and then there were the crimes he had committed over the years. Without looking at the people he directly or indirectly killed, the Iraqis at the scene couldn't help but look at the corruption figures alone. He roared angrily, "If he's guilty, kill him! If he's guilty, kill him. If he's guilty, kill him!"

These bastards embezzled every piece of corruption from ordinary people’s hard-earned money!
Ordinary people live in poverty, their families cannot have enough food and clothing, and their children do not have the ability to receive education.

Yet they still have to pay taxes and spend money to support these moths who are domineering over their heads!

Then I thought that it was them who not only blocked the new government's tax-free policy, but also proposed the crazy idea of ​​raising taxes and rebuilding Tikrit.

Not killing is not enough for civilians to be angry!
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!

"boom!"

A shot to the back of the head, blood splattered.

With one foot on the back, the body rolled directly to the bottom of the stage and landed with the previous one.

"Sir, those noble families have a convoy coming." The militiamen trotted to Wang Zhen to report.

"Oh, let's go and greet him." Wang Zhen said with a smile.

You don't need to think twice to know that these people are here to hinder the trial.

On this side, Wang Zhen got in the car and went out. On the other side, 3 minutes had already arrived.

The militiamen escorting Tarim's gang would only carry out Wang Zhen's orders. When the three minutes were up, they would drag them towards the rostrum without even asking them about their choice.

Whatever you choose, you have to say it yourself on stage.

Tarim was the first to be dragged over. He didn't want to leave. He also wanted to say a few words to Wang Zhen, but no one was there at all.

When he saw the steps, he was afraid that he would be pushed down to his knees without even a chance to speak. He immediately shouted loudly: "I admit, I plead guilty, and I am willing to be a witness!"

The sound was so shrill that it almost overwhelmed the loudspeaker on the podium.

Faisal took a look, waved his hand, and asked people to come up.

The process was still the same. Tarim was kicked to his knees, looking at the two corpses in the audience, smelling the smell of blood, and urine flowed down on the spot, "I plead guilty, I want to be a witness!"

His photos and life story appeared on the big screen, as well as information about how many people he had cooperated with, how much money he had made, and so on.

In the audience, Feisal didn't need to speak this time. The roar sounded again, "If he's guilty, kill him! If he's guilty, kill him. If he's guilty, kill him!"

The mood is here...

Just when Tarim thought he was dead, Faisal opened his hands and made a downward gesture.After all, he was standing on the rostrum, and his prestige had reached its peak. At his signal, thousands of people at the scene slowly stopped roaring.

"I believe that democracy means involving the people, whether it is political policies or trials, especially in matters that are closely related to the people. Letting democracy decide their life and death is the most democratic thing!"

"But, I know that there will definitely be people who say that our trial was not fair because there was no judge, no lawyer, and no witnesses."

"But compared to lawyers and judges, I am more willing to believe the people, and there are no witnesses!"

With that said, Faisal gave the microphone to Tarim.

At this moment, Tarim was so excited that he cried and almost died!
He must grasp the hope of this life!

……

On one side, the trial continued on the stage, and on the other side, Wang Zhen's car also stopped in front of the group of local nobles.

After opening the door and getting out of the car, Wang Zhen stood beside the car carelessly, and the noble convoy had to stop.

Under normal circumstances, there would be a security director in the motorcade who would come down with the security guards, subdue Wang Zhen on the spot and bring him to the noble lord, but now...

The motorcade stopped for a while, perhaps for a brief communication. A group of bodyguards gathered around several cars, opened the doors, and a dozen people wearing turbans and robes got out.

Surrounded by bodyguards, a group of dozens of people walked towards Wang Zhen.

"Why, with so many bodyguards, do you think it's not safe here, or are you afraid that I will kill you?" Wang Zhen looked at everyone with a half-smile.

Walid paused, and a dozen people looked at each other. No matter what, the aristocratic momentum could not be suppressed.

He waved his hand and asked the security personnel to set up defenses on the outside and surround the place. A dozen people gathered around Wang Zhen with a straight face.

Wang Zhen had a faint smile on his face. He was alone, facing a group of white robes, but his momentum did not drop at all. "With so many people coming together, what advice can you give me?"

"Wang Zhen, do you know what you are doing!"

"This kind of trial is illegal!"

"You are killing people, openly and without any reason, killing Iraqi government officials!"

"This is a terrorist act, what qualifications do you have to judge government officials!"

"I don't know how many reporters are filming and live broadcasting this ridiculous and cruel scene. You are embarrassing in front of the whole world!"

"Cruelty and violence, this is what the Democratic and Peace Party wants to tell the world!"

"Terrorists, you are the real terrorists!"

As soon as they came up, a group of people in white robes began to scold Wang Zhen, saying one word at a time and not giving Wang Zhen a chance to speak.

Looking at their posture, Wang Zhen and Faisal have done a lot of evil and should die immediately!
Wang Zhen wasn't in a hurry, he just looked at me with a smile and asked you to talk, see if you can kill me.

This scene reminded him of Zhuge Kongming scolding Wang Lang to death in front of the formation!

I can’t say they are exactly the same, I can only say the scenes are completely the same!
Maybe, Wang Lang was his ancestor in Wangzhen 2000 years ago.

But obviously, Zhuge Liang does not have such a group of rebellious descendants.

After waiting for the group of people to finish scolding, Wang Zhen picked out his ears and sneered, "Wow, I'm so scared!"

"How about I shout with a loudspeaker? The nobles of Tikriti are all here. They are the ones who stepped on your heads and sucked your blood away!" Wang Zhen grinned, revealing his white teeth. "I asked them to release the blockade. Guess whether the angry people outside will rush up and beat you to death."

With one sentence, a group of people suddenly turned pale in fright, and their bodies froze in place.

"Ha, ha, hahahaha." Wang Zhen pointed at a group of white robes, laughing so hard that tears came out of his eyes.

It turns out that these people know everything!
Wang Zhen strode out, almost standing in front of Walid and the others, looking around with a ferocious look on his face, "Do you need me to help you recall how the people celebrated when Silly Damu died?"

Walid and others all took a step back and looked around unconsciously. In their ears, they could still hear the roars of thousands of people outside.

"Guilty, kill him!"

"Guilty, kill him!"

"Guilty, kill him!"

At this moment, these roars seemed to be directed at themselves. The roars of thousands of people in their ears made their hearts stop beating!

Compared with Silly Damu, they are nothing and do not need the help of the US military at all. The angry crowd around them can tear them into pieces!

Really plunged into the sea of ​​people's anger, the so-called nobility, the so-called status, the so-called power have no effect at all!
Now, Wang Zhen is the one who stands on the side of the people.

This scene is very similar to that of 2003. He is the U.S. military who overthrew the brutal rule of Damu. The Iraqi people will usher in a new life...

However, Wang Zhen believes that the future development will not be the same. He is not a US military after all! (End of chapter)