I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 311: Naive

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The mob rushed into the door.

The buttstock hit Han Junhua's brow hard, almost knocking her out. Immediately afterwards, she kicked her abdomen and kicked her to the ground.

Han Junhua was not surprised, or even panicked, because she knew that the pain she would suffer in the future must be much more than that.

Then, the "hero" rushed up.

He raised his axe and grinned, ready to cut off her limbs.

However, at this time, Wu Yaguo stepped forward and pulled the reckless "hero".

"Calm down, wait a minute, everyone listens to me!"

Everyone heard Wu Yaguo's voice, and everyone stopped their movements.

Han Junhua was lying on the ground, her face covered with bruises and blood stains. In just one minute, she was almost killed by angry mobs.

She looked at Wu Yaguo quietly, of course she would not think he was defending her. If so, he will come in first.

"Victory, we finally won!"

Wu Yaguo raised his arms high and shouted in a passionate tone.

Cheers sounded, and people looked at him as if victory had been brought about by him.

"We use our hands to overthrow the rebellious dictator's rule. We will use our hands to create a better future. Yes, we can!"

Waving his words in his brain as hard as he could, he painted a bright future for people as much as possible. People looked at him just as they watched God. The "hero" also dropped his axe and cast a respectful look on him.

"... but before unfolding this beautiful picture, we will try this sinner."

Speaking, Wu Yaguo looked at her.

Everyone looked at her.

"Kill her."

"Use fire."

"No, her body should be shown to the public."

Listening quietly to the voice in the ear, Wu Yaguo looked down at Han Junhua, hoping to read the fear from her eyes.

However, he was disappointed, all he saw was calmness.

A trace of anger flashed across his face, but he was quickly hidden behind a mask of mercy.

"Quietly, everyone calm down first."

Raising his hand, he signaled the people to keep calm.

He pointed his finger at Han Junhua who fell to the ground, he said loudly.

"I hate her very much, I wish I could kill her, not stingy about venting my anger in the cruelest way ..."

The bruise on his face made this sentence so convincing.

The "hero" standing aside pulled a rag from his cuff, tied it to his **** left arm, and then picked up the fire axe in his hand, and gave Han Junhua a grin.

He just waited for a command to cut her head off,

However, Han Junhua never looked at him from beginning to end, just waiting for something calmly.

"But I forgave her."

People looked at him in confusion.

"We are just and uprising in the name of justice. We will punish her crimes, but all this should go through the law, not our emotions. I forgive her, but the law will try her crimes just ... "

After listening to Wu Yaguo's highly infectious speech, Han Junhua smiled. Although the smile was under the blood, it was so undetectable.

This is the ability that she can't learn--to control people's hearts.

No need for clever technology, just one mouth is enough.

The bruise has become his medal, showing his kindness and tolerance. People believe that under his leadership, he can lead the 027 Refuge to a better tomorrow and take him to the "throne".

As for Han Junhua, he was deprived of his rights.

Several mob armed with weapons approached and rudely pulled her up. Using her EP, she lifted the order she set and "actively" handed over the authority of the director to Wu Yaguo. Then Wu Yaguo handcuffed her and pushed her bruised out of the door.

People glared at her, someone spit at her, someone tried to throw garbage on her face.

But it was stopped by the benevolent new director.

"She will be tried. Before that, we must let her live to the day of the trial."

Standing aside, Academician Qin watched all this silently. People did not embarrass the respectable old man, he kindly invited him back to his residence, and asked him to bless the new regime. He did as he did, and the people who monitored him withdrew.

Like a historical stage play, a decent scene was repeated in this dark underground.

......

In the interrogation room.

Han Junhua sat on the cold bench, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

It has been a long time since the coup.

No one interrogated her, did not come to bandage her wounds, and no one even came to give her meals.

In fact, it doesn't matter, people can live two or three days without eating. As long as she has one breath left, it is already the most merciful, allowing her to spend the last few hours of her life in peace.

At this moment, the door opened.

Han Junhua raised his tired eyelids and meditation in his heart: Is it finally here?

However, she was disappointed. An acquaintance walked in.

Feng Hui, a senior engineer in refuge technology, is responsible for managing the refuge ’s electrical facilities.

Don't dare to look straight, Feng Hui lowered his head in Han Junhua's eyes.

"It's me ... I pulled the fuel rod out a centimeter."

It can be said that the reason for the success of this uprising was at least half of his credit.

"Uh."

"Sorry ..."

"Why should I apologize to me?" Han Junhua asked calmly.

"I just think, if I say something different, maybe everyone's life will be good?" said scratching his head, Feng Hui organized the fragmented words in his mind.

Is it just a feeling?

Han Junhua didn't pay any attention to him anymore, and continued to start stupid.

Swallowing foam, Feng Hui took out a tube of nutrient mixture from his pocket, hesitantly glanced back, then walked back to Han Junhua in a wince.

"Drink it, you."

"Is the trial over?" Han Junhua asked.

"No ..."

"It's not worth it." Han Junhua closed his eyes without taking his nutritional mixture.

Sympathy with the dictator who will be tried at the moment of the uprising, if not for a set of prestigious rhetoric like Wu Yaguo, it is likely to be angered by angry residents.

However, Feng Hui's face showed a pleading look.

"I beg you, drink it ... at least, it will make me feel better."

He may sympathize with people ’s uprisings, but when he saw Han Junhua being miserable by the irrational people, his heart suffered from guilt all the time.

"I can't."

While Feng Hui was about to persuade her, footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

He quickly put away the nutrient mixture in his hand, and almost at the same time, the two entered the black-yellow confinement room.

Wu Yaguo, the new director, and Xu Lu as an ambassador.

"Feng Hui? What are you doing here?" Wu Yaguo looked at Feng Hui next to Han Junhua and frowned slightly.

Xu Lu looked at Han Junhua smilingly and said with satisfaction.

"Good, still alive."

"Of course, we act in accordance with the law, not as barbarous as this woman." Wu Yaguo said proudly.

"Really? That's great." Xu Lu smiled.

Wu Yaguo was happy, and Feng Hui was relieved.

This undoubtedly revealed a friendly signal that the Fishbone Base supports the new regime they have established, which will be much more powerful for the subsequent negotiations. At least a good result was produced, which also made Feng Hui feel a little comforted.

Only Han Junhua is indifferent to this.

The moment she saw the woman, she knew everything was over.

Walking in front of Han Junhua, Xu Lu smiled and stretched out two fingers, pinched her chin, and gently turned her to her side.

Han Junhua did not resist, but his eyes were as calm as the backwaters.

"Jiang Chen wants to see you."

After hearing Xu Lu's words, Wu Yaguo couldn't help but remind him.

"However, she will be tried ..."

"This is a prerequisite for maintaining friendship." Xu Lu straightened up and looked at Wu Yaguo. "She once threatened our leaders. Using the kindness of our leaders as her hotbed of dictatorship, she should be sanctioned. "

Hearing that this is a prerequisite for friendship, Wu Yaguo was immediately shaken.

The silence lasted for half a minute.

"Will you punish her?"

"Of course." Xu Lu said with a smile.

Wu Yaguo glanced at Feng Hui, "... you go out."

Feng Hui sighed in relief, with a sense of guilt and the luck of escaping, he quickly left the ghost place.

Wu Yaguo looked back at the entrance of the confinement chamber with almost the same movement as when Feng Hui entered the door. After confirming that no one had overheard, he lowered his voice and said to Xu Lu.

"I ca n’t explain this to the public ..."

"You will win the benefits of 30 fuel rods per month for your people in the next negotiations. I believe these fuel rods are enough for you to lead a prosperous life in the coming year. You know, Our leader hates her very much. If we can get the opportunity to deal with her personally, we don't care about the price. "Xu Lu drew a big cake to Wu Yaguo with a smile.

Wen Yan, Wu Yaguo's eyes flashed an unabashed ecstasy, but he quickly calmed down.

"Cough, if 40, I believe the people will understand Mr. Jiang Chen ’s anger and make appropriate accommodations in the law. After all ... deception is shameful —"

"35 pieces, this is the biggest concession." Xu Lu's eyes flashed with impatience.

Of course, bargaining is still necessary, and if he behaves too casually, it may make him suspicious.

35 fuel rods per month, which is almost three times the benefits that Han Junhua has won, enough to highlight his "wiseness".

After hesitating for a while, Wu Yaguo nodded his head and agreed.

Just like the pork sold on the board at a marked price, is this the final outcome of a "wise" queen?

Han Junhua quietly watched the two discussing, the expression on his face was still expressionless.

Wu Yaguo sarcastically gave him a last look before leaving, and then left the confinement room.

That look seemed to say: I regret not to appreciate the painful expression on your face.

However, Han Junhua's expression is very indifferent.

"Aren't you afraid?" Xu Lu asked with a smile.

"When will the road hit?" Han Junhua asked calmly.

Xu Lu was stunned for a moment, and then his face was restored to her grimacing smile.

"It ’s ready now."

After finishing, she turned and walked to the door. (To be continued.)