Soul bone emperor of Douluo

When Old Jack and his party came to the square of Notting City, they saw a soldier standing around the square every ten meters or so, enclosing the entire square.

"Village Chief, are we still going there?" Someone asked while looking at the square with his arms around the food in his arms.

Old Jack also hesitated, but when he saw the fat Lord Soul Emperor standing in the middle of the square, he gave up his hesitation.

"It's okay, let's go there." Old Jack finished speaking, stepped over the soldiers and walked into the square.

Old Jack walked into the square, and the soldier near him suddenly moved.

This movement made old Jack tremble with fright.What he didn't expect was that when the armored soldier walked up to him, he pinned the knife on his body and reached out to support him.

"Old man, I will help you to go there. An old man like you has a place to sit." The soldier said with a simple and honest smile.

Old Jack was flattered and refused again and again, but he couldn't beat the soldier, so he helped him to sit on a small stool.

Seeing that nothing happened when the village chief went in, the others bravely followed him in.

At this time, Old Jack and his group came out of the square, only Liu He and a group of people were setting up a stage.

Old Jack and the others didn't know what they were doing here, and they all stayed there cautiously, not daring to move.

Soon, one after another, people were brought to the square by the soldiers. The older people sat down in front, and the others stood behind.

Most of the people who were driven here were dressed in rags, their faces were disheveled, and there was still a look of fear on their faces.

They don't know what these rebels are doing to gather them all here, and they don't know what a public trial is.

In the afternoon, the square was already full of people. Under the guard of the soldiers, except for the occasional crying of children, the square was quiet.

Chen Cheng deliberately changed into coarse clothes, tidied up and walked to the stage.

"Everyone, don't be impatient, don't panic, we don't have any malicious intentions, we just want everyone to help, and try some bad guys who have committed all kinds of crimes.

Bring the prisoner up. "

Finally Chen Cheng shouted to the soldiers below.

After a while, a group of two soldiers came onto the stage with a man wearing a hood and whose face could not be seen clearly.

There were a total of thirteen people wearing hoods. These people were pressed and knelt on the stage, facing the people under the stage.

The common people in the audience were talking about it, not knowing which one was being played.

"Take off the headgear." Chen Cheng said.

The prisoners' hoods were taken off one by one, revealing their true faces.

Seeing clearly the true face of the prisoner kneeling on the stage, the people in the audience were in an uproar.

"That's the city lord, the city lord turned out to be a prisoner!"

"That kneeling is Viscount Mike, that is a nobleman, how could he be kneeling there?"

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Old Jack sat at the front and saw the most clearly. Although he hardly knew these people, he also understood after listening to the people around him that these people were the most powerful nobles in Notting City.

Old Jack looked at the aristocratic, domineering, out-of-reach nobles kneeling there with gloomy faces in the past. He couldn't help clenching his fists and trembling.

"Everyone, it is these 13 people and their families who are being judged today.

Chen hopes that everyone can tell the truth about their grievances and the process of being bullied.

We will handle it impartially and return everyone justice.

The laws of Heaven Dou do not deal with nobles, but we do;

Now the first person to be tried, Xiao Dong, the lord of Notting City. "

As his words fell, the two armored soldiers stepped forward with Xiao Dong.

However, the audience was cold, and no one stood up to speak.

The Xiao family has been the city lord of Notting City for generations, and has ruled Notting City for hundreds of years. These people have realized that they are in Notting City since they were young, and the city lord is the sky.

The thousand-year tradition of Douluo Continent and the century-old shackles of Notting City are still pressing on them. Even in the face of such a situation, they dare not stretch out their hands to tear the shackles.

Chen Cheng was not in the slightest impatient. He had done this kind of public trial several times, and each time he started with such a cold silence.

He persuaded: "Don't be afraid, everyone, speak out freely, and tell your grievances. If it is true, then these people will be punished as they deserve.

Don't worry about their revenge, everyone, their strength will be uprooted today.We will guard Notting City in the future.

Speak up bravely without fear of retaliation, we will protect everyone. "

As Chen Cheng said, he summoned his martial soul, and seven soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, and black surrounded his body, and the aura of a high-level soul sage gushed out.

"I guarantee in the name of Soul Sage, I will do my best to protect everyone's safety!"

Looking at the crowd who still didn't respond, Chen Cheng was about to wink and let the prepared supporter start first, when an old man under the stage stood up.

Old Jack looked at Chen Cheng who was talking over and over again on the stage and the people in the audience who were silent, and he felt anxious for Chen Cheng.

"Wait, wait, if there is no one, I will stand up~" Old Jack looked down at his leg that was missing a trouser leg and the bench under his buttocks.

The moment this idea came into being, old Jack was shocked. He didn't know why he suddenly had such a rebellious idea.

Yes, treason is immoral, the nobles rule over the common people, and the nobles are higher than the common people. This has been the rule of the Douluo Continent for thousands of years.

In the past, even soul masters were exclusive to nobles, because no one would awaken martial souls for ordinary people with mud legs.

It wasn't until the appearance of the Wuhun Temple that commoners had a chance to become nobles, come on as commoners with mud legs.

Even so, the rule that nobles are superior to commoners has not wavered much.Commoners who became soul masters became nobles.

How could he stand up for the common people after becoming a member of the nobility?

A hole was torn in Wuhundian, but the faint sunlight leaking from this hole was not enough to dispel the darkness.

Old Jack didn't know this, but he knew that no soul master would be kind to a lowly person like him, no nobleman would care about his injuries, and no soul master would kneel down to heal the injuries of civilians he had never met.

He didn't know what kind of people these rebels were, but he knew that they must be better than the city lord and the nobles of the empire.

"Besides, I haven't had a good life for a few years. I'm not afraid of revenge, I'm not afraid..." Old Jack kept struggling, trying to convince himself.

In the confrontation again and again, the balance in Old Jack's heart gradually tilted.Old Jack stood up with a "bass".

Chen Cheng looked at Old Jack, and countless people in the audience also stared at Old Jack.

Old Jack closed his eyes and shouted loudly: "My lord, the castellan's frame broke the villain's leg today, and even whipped the villain."