The Evil Kings of the Gods
Death Penalty

"Suspect Guo Jianjun, male, Han, 33, was born on November 11, 1975. Allegedly orchestrating and leading a triad; intentional killing; intentional wounding; intentional arson; intentional arson The crime of robbery; the crime of deliberate trade and unlawful possession of firearms; criminal acts of intentional detonation, criminal acts of rape with intent, criminal acts of buying and selling with intent, criminal acts of possession of illegal drugs; criminal acts of smuggling; criminal acts of adultery against women; criminal acts of coercion and organizing; criminal acts of illegal gambling; criminal acts of extortion; criminal acts of bribery; criminal acts of unlawful detention; criminal acts disrupt financial order. has been convicted by a public court. After the collegial panel, the verdict is now pronounced.

After saying that, the judge looked around and saw the audience standing up. Guo lowered his head and looked at the verdict in his hands, and read: "Punishing the criminal suspect, Guo Jianjun, dead and deprived of his political rights for life. The verdict is final and cannot be appealed and will be executed immediately. GD Provincial High Court, April 4, 2008. Retirement!"

Inside the solemn and solemn courtroom, the audience immediately gave a warm applause, and cheers of cheers rang out, and some people shouted: “Lose the losses for the people!” The judges in the chair of the chair withdrew one by one.

The defendant at the dock in the courtroom was wearing a prison uniform with his head shaved. Two policemen armed with live bullets pushed him out, he was dragged to the ground with heavy handcuffs and shackles on his hands and feet.

With his slow and heavy pace, despite having been sentenced to death, he would be executed immediately. However, he did not have the lifeless air that ordinary prisoners had before they died, but rather the corner of his mouth was raised, and there was always a faint smile on his face.

As he walked to the door, bright sunlight shone on his bald head, Guo Jianjun stopped, took a deep breath, felt a warm feeling in his heart, and suddenly felt a new life. The ice cuffs in his hands seemed to have warmth. His eyes were on those around him.

“This is Guo Jianjun? He doesn't look like a bad guy! Why don't you study well at a young age?” A white-haired old woman, probably because she was old, could not see clearly, she stared at Guo Jianjun, who was not, think See clearly what a notorious bad guy looks like in the whole province. Others are also crowded. The flashlight in the reporter's hand rang nonstop. It's a pity that the armed police who surrounded them didn't let them near.

Guo Jianjun bowed deeply towards the old aunt. The gray-haired old aunt shouted, "Son, remember to be a good person in your next life!"

Guo Jianjun smiled, and the armed police behind him pushed him away. A step staggered down the stairs. The prison car that had been waiting for a long time, the back door had opened. After several armed policemen put him in the car, they also followed. The door closed and the sirens sounded. In the eyes of an ordinary person, a convoy of several cars whistled out from the gates of the court.

The convoy was headed to the outskirts. An armed policeman with the appearance of a middle-aged officer with two rods and one star looked at Guo Jianjun on the opposite side. With words now, it should be a long and handsome young man. If not for his clothes, no one could have seen that this man was a death row inmate who committed all sorts of crimes. What is the reason such a person has come this far?

Looking at the scenery of the passing street outside the car window, Guo Jianjun seemed to feel the gaze of the person on the other side, turned around, and smiled at the attendant: "Sister! Can I smoke?"

The middle-aged officer had performed such a task many times, but this man's expression and behavior did not look like someone was about to die. The police soldiers armed with guns on both sides also stared at him in unison, and touched the trigger with their fingers.

Guo Jianjun shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "This is not a Hong Kong or Taiwanese police and bandit movie. Are you still afraid of me running away? Or are you afraid someone will come to rob the prisoner's van? I've been like this, is this possible? This is the world of GCD, not yet in China. How many people would dare to do such a thing ... "

But no matter what he said, the armed policeman simply kept silent and watched his every move closely.

"Hey! Isn't that just smoking! Why are you so nervous? "Guo Jianjun glanced at the rank and collar marks of some people, opened the window, and sighed: "I think I also served as a soldier, fought against weapons, and did good deeds, shed blood and sweat!" After speaking, he stopped saying a word, looking out the window with a puzzled look, as if he had recalled something.

The officer and some of the soldiers were a little surprised when they heard his words. The officer's watchful expression eased, and the soldier's finger involuntarily moved away from the trigger.

The attendant looked up and down Guo Jianjun's body, paused for a moment, and finally asked, "Have you also been a soldier? Armed police or People's Liberation Army?"

“Yang last.” Guo Jianjun turned around and smiled. After a slight hesitation, the attendant took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one, lit it, and carefully handed it to Guo Jianjun. The latter thanked him, placed the cigarette between his fingers, and took a deep breath before exhaling it.

Facing the inquiring gaze of the former, Guo Jianjun said slowly: "I am a soldier in 1993, an infantry soldier, who lived on the border for three years. After I left the army, I returned to my hometown in the countryside. .There was only my mother and father at home, and no brothers and sisters. But when I returned, I found that my father died in my second year in the army from illness and there was no money for treatment. As I look forward to my future in the army and do not want me to be burdened with thoughts, I confess that my mother did not tell me before I died. My grief turned to grief, but the survivors still had to live, and my mother's illness had to be cured.But I still didn't have enough money to pay for my military service and pocket money. 3,000 yuan. After that I took my mother to the city for various checks, I bought some drugs, and the money was about the same. With the help of fellow soldiers and villagers, I raised some money to get my mother hospitalized. But he was hospitalized It cost too high for us rural people, and we couldn't afford it at all. We had to entrust my mother to my colleagues in the city and go south to work, hoping to get money for my mother to see a doctor." By the way, he took two bites in his hand, Cigarettes have burned the cigarette butts, and burned his hands and fell on the car.

A foot in a leather shoe stretched out and stepped on a cigarette butt. The attendant took out another cigarette, lit it and handed it to Guo Jianjun: "Come on!"

“Thank you!” Guo Jianjun waved his handcuffed hand, brought his mouth closer, and took a deep breath. He continued: "After arriving in this town, a villager helped me find a small job at the construction site, picking up bricks upstairs and downstairs every day to hold the cement. Eight hundred yuan a month, including food and housing, half a year's salary. One shot. Although it was rather difficult and exhausting, it was really nothing to me as an infantry soldier. You should know that a monthly income of 800 yuan at that time was enough for our family in the countryside for half a year. Oho! After half a year, the house on the construction site was built. But when it came time to pay wages, the boss disappeared. A group of workers came here to work from other places. In this foreign place, where could they get their wages back ? Local search The government also said there was no way to do it. After a few more visits, even the government gates were not allowed to enter. In the end, it has to be resolved. My mother's illness was still waiting for money, and I had no skills, so I had to find another construction site and move on. Sell coolies. Oi! In the end, I experienced things that I couldn't earn money for the job."

“Why don't you file a complaint?” the officer frowned. Several armed police soldiers were also interested in the story of the death row inmate, and they all looked at him curiously, they never thought that the famous Guo Jianjun had done this.

life type.

“Complaints?” Guo Jianjun took a breath and sneered: “Bung, you've been in the army for a long time. Then not now, there is no point for you to complain to anyone. Now it is impossible, even the prime minister of the country has come to ask for wages to the migrant workers. That's why there's a complaint. Leave it! Just try it."

“Huh! Later? My mother's condition worsened, and I was anxiously waiting for money for surgery. My comrades-in-arms even sold my own house to treat my mother. The house was cheap at the time! Only a few in total were sold. It will be ten times more expensive. In the end, the selling price of the house is almost the same. I was in a hurry too. At this time, I met the boss who owed me a wage. As a result He asked a group of people to beat him instead. I also burned. I contacted some former comrades-in-arms, and I told him about the matter again, and wanted to take revenge. Ha! As expected of brothers who were born and died together at the borderline before. The result is here. After negotiating, I kidnapped the boss and knocked him a million to get it. He threatened the boss that he dared to report the crime and kill your whole family. The boss was also shy, and he really didn't report the case." Guo Jianjun laughed.

“Being in the military, how can you do such a thing that knows the law and breaks the law?” The officer shook his head.

“It's a pity that I got the money, after all it's too late. My mom left without waiting for the money.” Guo Jianjun's voice was low, and he suddenly looked at the officer and said excitedly, “What happened to the military background? If this is the age of the Anti-Japanese War, I do not hesitate to throw blood for the country. They say protect my family and country, but I can't even protect my own parents. Why do I still insist on the confidence of this soldier? You go and see, what kind of people enjoy places where people get drunk? Whether it was the ordinary soldiers protecting their families and country, or those ordinary people!"

"Is this the reason why you betrayed your homeland and harmed the interests of the country? Have you forgotten the sentence in your military oath ... The interests of the state and the nation above all else?" The officer was excited too. The armed police soldiers on the train looked at the two in surprise.This was the first time they had come across such a thing when they were doing their mission.

"This may be harming the interests of the country! But you said that I betrayed the homeland, which is too serious. Please take it back. I, Guo Jianjun, have dared to do anything in these years, but I dare not do that. Only a traitor can do it. What I do. I can bear any crime, but I dare not bear the crime of a traitor. If I were charged with this crime before I died, I would really die ." Guo Jianjun stared in the opposite direction and sneered.

Officers also sneered: "Traded drugs abroad, smuggled weapons, and hurt the Chinese. What's the difference between this and treason?"

What do you know? "Guo Jianjun threw away the cigarette butt, stretched out his hand and shouted again: "Bring me another cigarette. Goddamnit! I admit everything in law today. I don't expect to have to defend and hang with you here."

“Guo Jianjun, I'm listening, let's see what flowers you can say!” After the officer finished speaking, he put a lit cigarette in his mouth.

Guo Jianjun took out more than half a cigarette from his mouth, rolled his eyes at the attendant, and said with a huff: "I didn't do these things, but the others did. But what I do is different from what everyone else does. As long as I was Guo Jianjun One day in the GD province, this was my territory, this was my territory, and the foreign underground forces are not even willing to enter What kind of Tourist do you think the foreigners killed in 'Vila Hualien' are really tourists? They were contacts who came to explore the Chinese medicine market. Since drugs cannot be banned in the short term, then I will use this business to do so. Only when I really control it can I make sure not to let drugs spread. GD. You think I've done so many bad things, the country really doesn't know What? If I really did something that betrayed the country, can I wait until today to be sentenced to death? As you can see on the surface is enough for me to die a dozen times. Too bad! The international impact of this matter is too great! Now that I'm dead, I'm afraid some people will sneer."

Some of the armed police soldiers did not understand what Guo Jianjun meant. The middle-aged officer calmed down, looked at him seriously for a while, and said slowly, "Are you not sorry for coming this far?"

“Refurr?” Guo Jianjun laughed and said, “Can you regret in life? Are regrets useful? Everyone involved in this way knows that sooner or later they will have to pay back, sooner or later. Good guy.”

“Eighteen years later, are you a hero again?” The attendant could not help but laugh, “Have you read many martial arts novels?”

"Oh! No more, no less. By the way, let me introduce you to a place to read novels. Starting from a Chinese website, go and read it when you have time. There are a few novels in it." Guo said Jianjun.

The middle-aged officer sighed, shook his head and said, "Thank you! I'm not interested in reading a novel."

The prison car flinched, and it was clear that he had reached a suburban field, not far from his destination. Guo Jianjun glanced at the armed police soldier who was sitting in the deepest corner of the Soldier wearing a black hood, which he had never escaped from the beginning to the end. Inevitably he asked the officer, "Wait, did the brother take me to the street?"

The officer nodded and said nothing. However, Guo Jianjun shouted at the armed police soldiers wearing black hoods: "Brother! Help u! Hold your hand in a minute and give my sister a gift. "But no one noticed him, which might be the reason why he was approaching his goal. .

On the verge of death, Guo Jianjun leaned his head against the wall of the car and swayed with the car, feeling very emotional. Yesterday it prospered like a dream, and the beauty was hugging from left to right in her arms. Thinking of the old song in my mind, I couldn't help but hum in my mouth: "Last night, the stars of last night, had fallen and disappeared in a distant galaxy, which is far away, I want to remember it, but I have forgotten ... "

The car slowed down and stopped suddenly.

Guo Jianjun was dragged out of the car, staring at the overcast sky, and there was lightning and thunder. After public security and armed police deliberated, they pushed him to the designated execution ground.

The executioner's bullet went to court, a dark muzzle aimed at the prisoner, his finger on the trigger. Just as he was about to pull it, he heard a rumbling explosion in the sky. Guo Jianjun, who had already closed his eyes, opened his eyes to look at the sky, and a flash of purple lightning struck from above, he only felt paralyzed throughout, and gradually lost consciousness. Before his consciousness disappeared, he asked himself in his heart, "Do I really deserve to die for my sins? Do I need to be struck by lightning?"

The death row prisoners fainted with black and smoky bodies in an instant, and the public security and armed police present were all stunned. After the commander regained consciousness, he called the forensic doctor to check. After a while, the forensic doctor stood up and shook his head and said, "It's dead!"

Standing in front of the body that had already escaped, the commander looked at the camera in front of him, and the secret passage was still captured, otherwise it would be very unclear. Immediately, he brought the executioner's gun and pointed it at the heart of the corpse, "Bang!" He shot again and muttered, "You shot according to the law, not a lightning strike!"