Chapter 311 Naive

The mob burst through the door.

The butt of the gun hit Han Junhua's brow bone fiercely, almost knocking her unconscious. Immediately afterwards, he kicked her in the abdomen again, kicking 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 far more than that.

Immediately afterwards, the "hero" rushed up.

He raised the axe, grinning grimly, and prepared to chop off her limbs.

However, at this moment, Wu Yaguo stepped forward and grabbed the reckless "hero" tightly.

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

Hearing Wu Yaguo's call, everyone stopped what they were doing.

Han Junhua was lying on the ground, her face was covered with bruises and blood. In just one minute, she was almost beaten to death by the angry mob.

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

"Victory, we finally won!"

Wu Yaguo raised his arms high and shouted in an impassioned tone.

Cheers rang out, and the people watched him as if victory had been brought about by him.

"We overthrew the rule of this hateful dictator with our hands. We will use our hands to create a better future. Yes, we can!  …"

Trying his best to sway the rhetoric in his mind, he tried his best to paint a bright future for people. People look at him as they look at God. The "hero" also put down his axe and cast admiring gazes at him.

"...but before we unfold this beautiful picture, we will judge this sinner."

As he spoke, Wu Yaguo looked at her.

Everyone looked at her.

"Kill her."

"Use fire."

"No, her body should be put on public display."

Quietly listening to the voice in the ear.

Wu Yaguo looked down at Han Junhua, hoping to read fear from her eyes.

But he was disappointed, all he saw was calm.

A trace of anger flashed across his face. But it was soon hidden behind a mask of pity.

"Quiet, everyone calm down first."

Raise your hand. He signaled to the people to remain calm.

Pointing his finger at Han Junhua who fell on the ground, he said loudly.

"I hate her very much, I wish I could kill her, and vent my anger in the cruelest way..."

The bruise on his face made this sentence so convincing.

The "hero" standing aside casually tore off a rag from his cuff and tied it to his bloody left arm. Then he weighed the fire ax in his hand and showed a sinister smile at Han Junhua.

He just waits for an order. The order to behead her,

However, Han Junhua didn't look at him from beginning to end, just waiting for something calmly.

"But I forgive her."

People looked at him in bewilderment.

"We are righteous and rise in the name of justice. We will punish her for her crimes, but this should go through the law, not our emotions. I forgive her, but the law will judge her crimes justly... ..."

Listening to Wu Yaguo's infectious speech, Han Junhua smiled. Although this smile is so subtle under the blood stains.

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

No need for advanced technology, just a mouth is enough.

That bruise, on the contrary, became his medal. Demonstrating his kindness and tolerance. People believe that under his leadership, the 027 Vault can be led to a better tomorrow, and he will be crowned the "throne".

As for Han Junhua. was deprived of the director's rights.

Several armed mobs stepped forward and roughly pulled her up. Using her EP to cancel the order she set, and "actively" handed over the authority of the director to Wu Yaguo. Then Wu Yaguo put handcuffs on her and pushed her bruised and bruised out of the door.

People glared at her, spat at her, tried to throw trash in her face.

However, he was stopped by the benevolent new director.

"She will be tried. Before that, we must keep her alive to be judged."

Standing aside, Academician Qin watched all this silently. People did not embarrass this respected old man, and politely invited him back to his residence. And asked him to offer his blessing to the new regime. He did so, and his watchers withdrew.

Like a stage play of history. A familiar 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.

Half a day has passed since the coup.

No one interrogated her. No one came to bandage her wound, no one even came to bring her food.

In fact, it doesn't matter, people can live for two or three days without eating. As long as she had one breath left, that was the greatest kindness, allowing her to live the last hours of her life in peace.

Just then, the door opened.

Han Junhua raised his tired eyelids, thinking in his heart: Is it finally here?

To her disappointment, however, an acquaintance walked in.

Feng Hui, Senior Engineer of Refuge Technology, responsible for managing the power facilities of the Refuge.

Some dare not look directly at Han Junhua's eyes, Feng Hui lowered his head.

"It was me... I pulled out the fuel rod by a centimeter."

It can be said that at least half of the credit for the success of the uprising was due to him.

"Um."

"Feel sorry......"

"Why are you apologizing to me?" Han Junhua asked calmly.

"I just think, what to say, if we change the director... maybe everyone's life will be good?" Scratching his ears and cheeks, Feng Hui organized the fragmented vocabulary in his mind.

Is it just a feeling?

Han Junhua didn't pay any attention to him, and continued to stay in a daze.

Swallowing, Feng Hui took out a tube of nutritional mixture from his pocket, glanced back hesitantly, and walked in front of Han Junhua timidly.

"Drink you."

"Is the trial over?" Han Junhua asked.

"No......"

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

Sympathize with the dictator who will be put on trial in the moment of victory of the uprising. If he hadn't prepared a set of high-sounding rhetoric in advance like Wu Yaguo, he might be angered by angry residents.

However, Feng Hui had a pleading look on his face.

"Please, drink it... at least. It will make me feel better."

He may sympathize with the people's uprising, but when he saw Han Junhua being beaten into such a miserable state by the irrational people. His heart was tormented by guilt all the time.

"I can not."

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

He hurriedly put away the nutrient mixture in his hand, and almost at the same time, the two walked into the dark confinement room.

It is Wu Yaguo, the new director, and Xu Lu, who is the 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 with a smile and said with satisfaction.

"Yes, still alive."

"Of course. We act according to the law, not as barbaric as this woman." Wu Yaguo said proudly.

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

Wu Yaguo was overjoyed, and Feng Hui was also relieved.

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

Only Han Junhua was indifferent to this.

The moment she saw that woman, she knew it was over.

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

Han Junhua did not resist. But his eyes were as calm as stagnant water.

"Jiang Chen wants to see you."

Hearing Xu Lu's words, Wu Yaguo couldn't help reminding.

"But she will be judged..."

"This is the premise of maintaining friendship." Xu Lu straightened up. Looking at Wu Yaguo, "She once threatened our leader and used our leader's kindness as a breeding ground for her dictatorship. She should be punished."

Hearing that this was a friendly premise, Wu Yaguo was immediately shaken.

Silence lasted 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 secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and left this ghostly place quickly with a sense of guilt and the joy of escaping.

Wu Yaguo used almost the same movements as when Feng Hui entered the door, and glanced back at the door of the confinement room. After confirming that no one is eavesdropping. He lowered his voice and said to Xu Lu.

"I can't explain this to the public..."

"You will negotiate for your people the benefit of 30 fuel rods per month, believing that these fuel rods will be enough for you to live a prosperous life in the coming year. You know. Our leader I hate her very much, if we can get the chance to deal with her personally, we don't care about the price." Xu Lu smiled and drew a big pie to Wu Yaguo.

Hearing this, Wu Yaguo's eyes flashed with undisguised ecstasy, but he soon calmed down.

"Ahem, if there are 40 coins, I believe the public will understand Mr. Jiang Chen's anger and make appropriate accommodations in the law. After all... cheating is shameful—"

"35 coins, this is the biggest concession." A hint of impatience flashed in Xu Lu's eyes.

Of course, bargaining is still necessary. 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 won, which is enough to show his "wiseness".

After hesitating for a moment, Wu Yaguo "reluctantly" nodded in agreement.

Just like the pork that is put on the chopping board and sold at a clearly marked price, is this the end of a "wise" queen?

Han Junhua quietly watched the two of them discussing, with the same expressionless expression on his face.

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

That look seemed to say: I'm sorry I couldn't appreciate the pained expression on your face.

However, Han Junhua's expression was very calm.

"You don't seem to be very scared?" Xu Lu asked with a smile.

"When will we be on the road?" Han Junhua asked calmly.

Xu Lu was stunned for a moment, and then the gentle smile of the Holy Mother resumed on her face.

"It's all right now."

After speaking, she turned and walked towards the door. (To be continued.) (www.. )