Once upon a time there was a demon pass

In the night, Yu Sheng ran in the demon realm.

A few white apes behind him were chasing wildly. In the grassland, a beast appeared from time to time, looking at Yu Sheng's position with greedy eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he joined the chasing and intercepting army without hesitation.

The rest of my life is constantly shuttling.

Teleport from time to time, avoiding the sight of the monsters, hiding the figure.

But it will be discovered again soon.

A protracted chase is going on.

……

The sky is getting brighter.

Mocheng has already appeared in the field of vision from a distance.

More and more people followed behind.

Most were silent.

With bewilderment and puzzlement, I came to seek a result.

Those gloating in the rear and preparing to flex their muscles, they were gearing up and couldn't contain their inner excitement.

finally...

This flow of people poured into Mexico City.

Compared with the anger and irritability after hearing the news in the past few days, most people have regained their composure at this time.

Just following the crowd or browsing the Internet, waiting for a final answer.

Come and tell them that the beliefs they have adhered to for generations since they were born are correct.

Only a very small number of people became more irritable and angry.

Because they found that doing so would attract the attention of others, like a hero.

Artest lowered his head slightly, and walked out of the gate of Mo City.

Forward.

A local resident of Mo City joined the torrent behind him.

Finally, we came to the downtown square.

Where he used to play.

The arena has been dismantled.

In the empty square, Artest stood in the center without saying a word.

Sun Wen and others surrounded him.

The crowd kept pouring in.

Waiting quietly.

The gate of the Mo Pavilion, which had been closed for five full days, finally opened.

The young man sat in a wheelchair and was pushed by the middle-aged secretary to the central square.

The ground churned.

A stone platform suddenly rose under the feet of Artest and the others, supporting them, they rose about one meter.

Just like the group arena match.

However, this time there are far more opponents to face than before.

The wheelchair came from afar.

The young man smiled and stopped at the edge of the stone platform.

He hooked his fingers slightly.

A stone pillar emerged from under his feet, also supporting him, maintaining the same height as the stone platform.

Turning around the wheelchair, looking at the dazed commoners, he said, "Let me introduce myself, the new department of Moge, the leader of the light group, Yu Mo."

It's noisy down there.

There was a lot of discussion.

"Family ancestor, Yu Yongyan."

The young man spoke again.

The huge square instantly became silent, and everyone's eyes were on Yu Mo.

Most of the people looked solemn and saluted slightly.

Respect, not the identity of the leader of the Guang group, but the three words Yu Yongyan.

The look is not fake.

Those people who couldn't wait to judge Artest in the distance saw this scene, so they could only make some perfunctory movements.

"I have seen the recent incidents about Artest and the discussions on the Internet."

"I will preside over this matter."

"How about the two sides tell the truth?"

Yu Mo's voice was gentle, and under the blessing of energy, his voice spread throughout the square.

The crowd nodded.

"Old Yu's descendants, we believe!"

Just one sentence, but full of weight.

"Thank you for your trust."

"This time, the whole process will be broadcast live."

"A-Tai, do you have any questions?"

Yu Mo looked at Artest's position and asked in a gentle voice.

Artest lowered his head and shook his head slightly.

A few staff members wearing Moge costumes walked into the square with cameras on their shoulders and chose their locations.

"Before that, I have a curious question."

"A-Tai, why did you come to Mexico City?"

"Of course, whether it's true or not, you can decide for yourself."

Yu Mo stared at Artest and asked.

Artest was silent for a moment, looked at Sun Wen, Mu Yu and others, his voice was a little hoarse: "I read the post, I don't want to hurt them, and I don't want Mo Ge to embarrass..."

"Then Mocheng has the most people, so I came..."

"If you die here, everyone should know..."

Following Artest's voice, it fell.

There was a sneer from a distance off the field, and a young man looked at Artest contemptuously: "Didn't you think that the monsters are so hypocritical?"

The young man felt complacent when he noticed that everyone was looking at him.

Yu Mo looked silently, with calm eyes: "Now, it's not the debate yet."

"you!"

The young man was stunned, his face flushed a little, and he finally swallowed back what he hadn't finished speaking.

"With debate, there's always a vote."

"I'm posting an online poll now, and everyone can use their mobile phones to participate."

"The options are..."

"Artest deserves to die, Artest doesn't deserve to die, and... abstained."

"This vote will be done by secret ballot."

"It is not the final basis."

"Just sorting out the data first."

Following Yu Mo's voice, a voting form appeared on the big screen in the central square.

Tens of seconds later, the data began to rise continuously.

Countdown, 5 minute.

Time passed by, and the square fell into silence.

until the voting closes.

Proposal to execute Ron Artest: 13 votes.

It is recommended not to execute Artest: 1 votes.

Abstentions: 350 million votes.

The data is intuitive.

In particular, the exaggerated number of abstaining votes seems to be explaining something.

Obviously, their hearts are even more at a loss.

Rather than wanting to execute Artest, they just wanted an answer.

In other words, rationalism.

The number of people crushing the impulsive faction chose to remain silent because they were too rational.

Even the people in the square were a little shocked when they saw the data sheet.

"Obviously, five minutes is too short a time."

"In other words, more people are waiting and watching, and there are not even abstention votes."

"Next..."

"Give it to you."

"Those messengers of justice."

After finishing speaking, Yu Mo gestured with his eyes, especially the young man who was interrupted by himself before.

The young man snorted coldly and spoke without hesitation.

"The 149th year of the Dawn Era!"

"In the past 149 years, our human race has fought bloody battles, what have we done?"

"Cut the demon!"

"But now, the demon is standing in front of us. The group of photos before are not clear enough, are they intuitive?"

"All the evidence is proving that this is a monster who slaughtered the human race, with blood on his hands, and the most evil monster in the world!"

"If you are a demon, you should be punished!"

"Could it be to chill the hearts of the sages of the race?"

The man spoke righteously, straightened his chest, and stood in the sun, his body exuding a dazzling light!

Artest lowered his head and said nothing.

Sun Wen took a deep breath and stepped forward.

(I don’t know how many days in a row at the fifth watch, I am physically and mentally exhausted, and my thoughts have been exhausted for a long time. The main line of the plot and the outline also need to be sorted out. Slow down your liver, slow down your mind, I am also trying to make the following plot better and better! The main line is gradually unfolding, don’t go away, the future will be more exciting!)