Ye Cheng went crazy again!

Judge Gao!

Is this what the fuck you told me, one good news and one bad news?

Bad news: Brother, I'm sorry, the injection truck is broken, so you can only perform a shooting?

Good news: In order to prevent you from suffering, we found the 81 bar overnight. It is guaranteed to be so powerful that it can blow your head off with one shot?

Don't be so troublesome!

I've offended someone, I'm going to die, why am I so unlucky?

The six bailiffs saw that Ye Cheng was about to jump up and hurriedly held him down.

Gao Weiming would also be embarrassed to death.

I just regretted that the other party was a man, but unfortunately he will eventually be executed according to law.

Tell people now, sorry, you can’t enjoy lethal injection.

Is Biu!~ going to kill you in one fell swoop?

No one would be able to accept it!

All he could say was.

"Ye Cheng, I know you are in a hurry, but don't be anxious yet. I know you are panicked, but don't panic yet..."

Ye Chengcheng calmed down and looked at Judge Gao like an idiot.

Do you want to listen to what you are saying?

"Cough cough..."

Gao Weiming quickly explained.

"This is the situation, brother! After the Supreme Court issues the death penalty approval letter to us, we must execute the death penalty within seven days. This is a matter of principle."

"We wanted you to live for two more days, but..."

"None of us could have imagined that the air conditioner of the injection truck was broken. When we found out, we sent it to be repaired immediately, but it hasn't been repaired yet."

"And today is already the seventh day, even the King of Heaven can't keep you. So..."

"I don't care about the heat! It doesn't matter if there's air conditioning or not. I'm not afraid of the heat. I don't want to get fucking killed."

Ye Cheng shouted again.

Gao Weiming spread his hands: "I'm not afraid of the heat, but not only is the air conditioner broken, but the battery in the car is also broken. There is no power in the whole car. Could it kill you one by one?"

He looked at Ye Cheng eagerly, hoping that the other party would understand.

After all, long live understanding!

But even if the other party can't understand it, they are destined to have no way to complain against themselves.

"You...fuck!"

Ye Cheng was speechless and could only step onto the torture car.

Things have become like this, what is there to fight against?

If he gave in, he wouldn't kill those scum.

If you don't give in, you may live in pain and guilt for the rest of your life.

The best a few rich second generations can do is fine them.

In a few days they would be free again.

And my mother will never get over the shadow of that day.

I will wake up in the middle of the night many years later and give myself a hard slap.

Damn me!

Since there is no difference between dying early and dying later, why should we care about the final way of death?

Ye Cheng also understood the good intentions of Judge Gao and others.

The 81-bar is a submachine rifle that was eliminated in the last century. It can be called the Dragon Kingdom version of AK47.

Powerful and silky smooth to use.

The caliber of 7.62mm is enough to kill with one shot, and nonsense like jamming will generally not happen.

Otherwise, if you use an active 5mm caliber rifle to shoot, if you can't kill it with one shot, you can use a continuous shot to make up for it.

In the end, it is you who suffers!

It's not like this has never happened.

There were such cases after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

After a death row prisoner with extremely strong vitality was killed without being shot, others continued to shoot him.

Finally, he was shot five times in the head and died.

That scene was horrible.

Ye Cheng had no choice but to sit on the cold chair and look out the window blankly.

When Gao Weiming and the six bailiffs saw that he was no longer making trouble, they were relieved.

Except for Gao Weiming who was sitting in the passenger seat, the other six people hurriedly sat next to Ye Cheng.

As the alarm sounded, the door to the detention center opened.

The huge execution motorcade finally drove out again after so many years!

The scene is rare.

You must know why firing squads are no longer used in recent years. In addition to making death row prisoners more dignified, the consumption of manpower and material resources is also a huge factor.

A shooting often requires the use of hundreds of police officers.

There are police officers responsible for clearing roads along the way, and traffic police responsible for directing traffic and maintaining road security.

There must also be armed police special police personnel to guard the entire journey and prevent prisoner robberies.

After arriving at the execution venue, more people came to maintain order and guard the entire venue.

Three steps and one post, five steps and one post are all standard, and there is no room for sloppiness.

Finally, ambulances, forensics and other personnel must be deployed to ensure a smooth execution throughout the entire process.

Therefore, many years ago, some economically underdeveloped counties often waited to accumulate a group of people to be shot together.

But Ye Cheng is destined not to wait.

Dozens of vehicles and hundreds of people were all busy working for him alone today.

Sirens blared loudly, and dozens of cars merged together and drove out of the city in a mighty manner.

What surprised Ye Cheng.

There was a crowd of people outside the detention center.

The crowd knew that he was going on the road today and came specially to see the hero off.

After seeing Ye Cheng's prison car appear, and even seeing Ye Cheng sitting in the car.

The whole place was in an uproar.

"Brother! Go all the way!"

"18 years later, another hero!"

"Have you lost your virginity? If not, I will burn a sexy beauty for you! I guarantee that the burn will be severe."

"Dude, sing a couple of lines! Just sing a couple of lines!"

Ye Cheng: "..."

Damn it, you are really just watching the fun and don't think it's a big deal!

However, he grinned in response.

Everyone laughed when they saw Ye Cheng, and they suddenly got excited and cheered!

Ye Cheng wanted to say something more, but out of the corner of his eye he saw his mother and relatives and friends chasing them out, crying and shouting.

He suddenly felt a lump in his throat and could no longer speak.

Relatives or Yu Bei!

Others have also sung!

The most painful ones are always those who care about themselves.

Ye Cheng had no choice but to turn his head. After adjusting for a while, he looked at the bailiffs in charge of the execution and asked lightly.

"Brothers, in a moment...who will be responsible for shooting?"

He wanted to give the other party a few words to give me a good time.

But several bailiffs who were also in their early twenties opposite looked at Ye Cheng and turned their heads in embarrassment.

Generally, capable bailiffs are soldiers who have retired from the army and are familiar with firearms.

However, in recent years, as executions have become forensic work, no one has shot an individual anymore.

For this kind of thing, it's just a matter of raw materials. It's the first time for a big girl to get on the sedan chair.

Seeing Ye Cheng asking questions at this moment, several people looked unnatural.

After all, facing a living person who is about to be beaten to death with your own hands, it is definitely a lie to not feel touched.

"Um...this...we really don't know."

A bailiff said softly: "After arriving at the scene, two of us will be responsible for watching you, and the other four will stand in a row."

"Everyone has a gun, but only one person's gun has real bullets, and the others have blank bullets."

"I really don't know...ahem...who will beat you to death."

Ye Cheng heard this and became silent again.

When he thought about it, it seemed that to take care of the shooter's psychological endurance, multiple people were usually used to execute the execution.

After all, killing people in peaceful times would be difficult for many people to overcome.

In addition, the prisoner will never be told who is going to kill him.

Otherwise, asking the other party to remember the appearance will always make you feel uncomfortable.

The shooter who is actually responsible for the execution will receive a generous bonus afterwards as a consolation.

He smiled faintly and said: "Okay, no matter who it is, please be accurate, otherwise... I will be reincarnated in the underworld, and I will be afraid of ghosts."

"Brother Cheng, piss!"

When the six people heard this, they were in awe.

He was truly a ruthless man who hacked four to death and seriously injured one!

This indifferent attitude towards life and death is enough for several people to call him "big brother".

Ye Cheng closed his eyes, and the carriage fell into silence, enjoying the last moments quietly.

Half an hour later, the convoy arrived at the Baima River, the execution site.

This is a small river outside the temporarily occupied Jiangcheng.

The place is open and there is no fear of accidentally injuring others.

After hundreds of police officers arrived at the location, they performed their duties and set up vigilance.

Ye Cheng, supported by six people, slowly walked to the execution site and waited quietly.

Within 10 minutes, Gao Weiming also came over, his face heavy.

Along with him were forensic doctors, prosecutors' office personnel, and firearms custodians.

The medical examiner is responsible for the autopsy, and the prosecutor's office is responsible for verifying the identity.

The firearms custodian is responsible for loading the guns and randomly assigning execution shooters.

Several people gathered around and looked at Ye Cheng.

"What's your name, criminal?"

A prosecutor sent by the prosecutor's office performed a final check on the prisoner's identity.

"Yecheng."

"The identity of the criminal is verified correct! According to the Supreme Law Approval Notice No. 2023·371, the execution can be carried out!"

After the prosecutor finished speaking, he stepped aside.

The firearms custodian also issued four 81-bars to the bailiffs, and the four stood in a row.

The whole place fell into silence.

Ye Cheng knew that it was time for him to hit the road.

Although he had died once, facing death again, his heart still fluctuated violently.

When Gao Weiming saw this tough man, his face turned pale in the end, and he walked over with a sigh.

"Brother! Turn around. I won't let you kneel down. Remember to open your mouth. Otherwise, your face will be smashed..."

Ye Cheng nodded and turned around, but did not open his mouth.

People are going to die, so why does it matter whether this face is rotten or not?

He raised his head slightly and looked around.

On both sides, there were huge crowds of people.

Above, there is a clear blue sky.

What you breathe in your mouth is sweet air.

What your eyes see is a colorful world!

It's a pity that everything will fail him.

Ye Cheng's heart started beating wildly again.

As he was about to die, he couldn't help but ask himself.

Regret?

regret!

I regret that even though I have been a human being for two lifetimes, I have not been able to fulfill my filial piety properly!

Poor mother worked day and night to pull herself up.

Unfortunately, the white-haired person finally sent the black-haired person away.

Ye Cheng's heart suddenly felt extremely unwilling.

Fuck!

God, do you dare to let me live again!

I will definitely live a different and wonderful life!

Unfortunately, I'm afraid I won't have another chance.

"Shooters ready!"

Behind my ears, I heard Gao Weiming's serious shout and the sound of several people pulling the bolt and loading the gun.

Ye Jiutian understood that in a few seconds, he would die completely.

He closed his eyes and waited.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a voice suddenly came from my mind.

【Ding! 】

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