Monarch Night Chapter 1218 - 22: Fang Che Takes Action!

The ongoing slaughter.

Seems there’s no stopping it.

"Kill these bastards, not enough killing! Not enough!"

...

Zhao Shanhe, An Ruoxing, and others, along with the Donghu State Guardian Hall and the officials of Donghu State.

Arrived at their workplaces early in the morning, all were greatly shocked!

This damn...

All thirty or so regular jails in Donghu State are packed to the brim!

The Guardian Hall cells, all packed to capacity.

The Southeast Headquarters cells, all packed to capacity.

In front of the Southeast Headquarters plaza, there were still densely packed prisoners, tied up in large groups.

As for the won and children who were rescued, they were in swarms, filling up everywhere, dark and dense.

Looking around.

One glance couldn’t see the end.

The entire Southeast Headquarters staff was working non-stop, constantly handling matters back and forth, even walking was done by running, their voices were hoarse from shouting.

Zhao Shanhe was dumbfounded.

"Did Captain Fang bring all these?"

"Yes..."

The only one smiling like a blossoming flower was the Financial Chief: "General Zhao, our Southeast Headquarters is getting rich now, this loot from confiscation...tsk, really...I’m telling you, since I took office in the Southeast, we’ve never been this affluent..."

"You’re getting affluent..."

Zhao Shanhe was extrely disheartened: "We don’t even have ti to close our eyes."

As reports ca from various departnts: "General, we’re overwheld, send us so people."

"General, we really can’t handle it..."

"..."

Zhao Shanhe was irritated.

"Where’s Fang Che?"

"Still in action."

"Still in action?"

Zhao Shanhe’s eyes widened.

"Reportedly, over 20,000 have been killed, I an outright slaughtered, not to ntion those captured..."

Zhao Shanhe slapped his forehead.

"Damn!"

"Get him back quickly!"

Before the words were finished.

Fang Che and his three companions ca flying through the air, their bodies all red, their eight eyes like burning coals: "General."

"Why are you back?"

"Oh, the four gangs have been purged. The underground is not a one-day task, so we ca back first."

"You also know this isn’t a one-day task!"

Zhao Shanhe exploded, trembling, pointing ahead: "What about these!"

Fang Che coughed, knowing he couldn’t stop his hand after starting this massacre, directly escalating the situation.

Said: "There’s no other way, once it started, if we don’t quickly find and eliminate them, they’ll surely escape. Once they escape, it’ll be hard to find them. So simply continued all the way."

"Now the four major gangs are purged, but the brothels haven’t started yet."

Fang Che said: "Reportedly the brothels have strong backing, and in just Donghu State, there are over a hundred brothels. In other states, there are many more...this isn’t sothing that can be dealt with in a day. So we ca back to discuss."

"I asked you what to do with all these people you captured!"

Zhao Shanhe asked.

Fang Che, full of killing aura, said: "Every one of these people, they all deserve to die. Since we’re strict and heavy, there’s no leniency, if the prisons can’t hold them, the Graveyard will!"

"Tomorrow, divide them into ten batches for public execution at the plaza, two thousand at a ti. Kill twenty thousand first to ease the pressure on the prisons."

"Kill continuously for three or four days, and the prisons will have a lot more space cleared."

"You killing maniac! All you know is killing!"

Zhao Shanhe rebuked in discontent.

Fang Che sneered coldly, pointing at the countless criminals on the plaza, and said indifferently: "General Zhao, do you know? Just these scums have caused millions, even tens of millions of families to shatter, living in misery for a lifeti. They’ve also created countless innocent bones, and brewed nurous tragedies in the Mortal World. But if we were to punish them according to the law, due to the long period, most of them have no verifiable evidence."

"Because they are Martial Artists, with long lifespans; whereas the victims are all ordinary people, who can’t live to such ages."

"So much evidence has already dissipated with ti; turned into wails in Hell!"

"If judged only by verifiable facts; to sentence them; do you believe, over 90% of them, their cris wouldn’t warrant death. There are even many who can be acquitted on the spot."

Zhao Shanhe looked at the blood-soaked Fang Che before him, montarily speechless.

Yes, what Fang Che said was completely true.

Every year for hundreds or thousands of years, there were missing children; too many parents searching for children have already fallen on the path of search. They can no longer provide evidence!

They can’t even speak out.

"But you and I both know, each of them deserves to die! Do you admit that?"

Fang Che asked.

"Sigh..."

Zhao Shanhe turned his head away, with a sigh.

"From these Hell-like places, I excavated so many bones like a colossal mountain! All human bones."

Fang Che said: "Those are all victims, mostly children’s bones."

"Ti has already passed too long, the children are dead, the won are dead, their parents also can’t be found, many have also died."

"Leaving just a pile of bones, even if the children’s parents were still alive, could they recognize these bones as their son’s bones? Their daughter’s bones? They can’t!"

"So they also have no evidence! Is that not the truth? Without evidence, according to law, they can’t be convicted, is that not the truth?"

Fang Che’s gaze beca colder, sharper like lightning.

Zhao Shanhe coughed, suddenly feeling the heaviness in his heart, like mountains, like seas.

Fang Che said indifferently: "General Zhao, may I ask...does it an that if all the victims are dead, the cris are no more?"