Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

Fang Fan showed his iron and blood methods at this time.

Killing is always the last and most helpless means, but obviously, it is also the most effective means.

In the face of these people, sometimes it is useless to reason, let alone make sense.

In their minds, even these things are taken for granted.

Only blood can make them aware of their existence and value.

Following Fang Fan’s order, a **** storm was set off throughout the Acropolis. Numerous criminals were arrested at once, and then dealt with publicly for a full investigation...

The first batch of 8,000 criminals were escorted to the execution ground...

How many survivors are there in the entire Acropolis? It's only a few hundred thousand!

The number of eight thousand is quite a lot.

"Boss, this group of people have done a lot of evil, and they have caught a total of 80,000. These 8 thousand belong to the kind of heinous crime, and their hands are stained with blood..."

"Boss, do you... do you want to think about it again and kill eight thousand all at once... Isn't that too much... We can actually let them board the city wall to resist the Kang Guo army, so that they can be guilty and meritorious..."

Zhou Kaitian put forward a reasonable suggestion, and even everyone would think that this suggestion is actually very good, at least with implementable value and meaning.

It's not that Fang Fan has never thought about this problem. If it is possible, he is not willing to kill more.

But sometimes, many things are not handled like this.

Use heavy codes in troubled times!

It is necessary to shock everyone with an iron and blood slaughter, so that the next things can be developed step by step and proceed!

At this moment, such a concept seems particularly correct!

"kill!"

"There is no doubt that anyone who has life in his hand will be killed! No one can be lucky!"

Fang Fan's eyes grew colder and colder. Now that he has made up his mind, there is no need to say more about other things.

The ones that should come will always come.

Acropolis, the central square.

This has become a natural execution ground.

On the execution ground, eight thousand people were neatly displayed there. They knelt on their knees, their hands were imprisoned behind them, and they looked hesitant...

"Haha! We can't die! Didn't you see thousands of people here! Even if Fang Demon is brutal, dare to slaughter us? He is against the world!"

"That's right, I think so too. Damn it, I'm the most wronged. Don't I just want a little girl's skin? Mad! That little girl's skin still dared to struggle! Mad! I was upset at the time, directly. Give her a knife, hehehe, there was a little guy in her stomach..."

"Grass! This is the end of the world! I just killed two people and will be sentenced? It's unreasonable to make trouble!"

"This Fang Demon, he will be sanctioned by Kang Guo soon, and his heart is unhappy, but what is the matter of swaying grievances on us!"

"I'm looking forward to the Kangguo army from outside the city coming in as soon as possible. Hehehe, if the devil's head is killed, we may be transformed into Kangguo's hero..."

...

These people on the execution ground were talking and laughing, and they didn't seem to feel that they were about to run into the arms of death!

Perhaps in their minds, such an impression has not yet been formed.

For a long time, they have been in a state of extreme idealism, their expressions are extremely relaxed, and their expressions are unparalleled and calm...