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Section 230 Exile

Two days later, Chen Xing, who was covered in bandages and mummified, was transferred from the hospital to a regular cell to await his arraignment in court.

Because it was a serious crime to kill a noble, he was put in a single cell. It was about seven or eight square meters, with an iron frame bed, a small table, a toilet, and a curtain as all the facilities.

Chen Xing was lying on the bed, his emotions not fluctuating much. The death penalty in this world was abolished by the "Human Survival Committee" more than two hundred years ago. The heaviest punishment is to be exiled to the Black Death Continent and left to fend for itself.

Anyway, his life was not in danger for the time being, so he was happy to have some leisure time. There was a bottle of Kraken red wine on the small table beside the bed, and next to the bottle was a crystal goblet filled with one-third of the dark red wine syrup. Because the person below was not aware of the situation.

Due to the situation, there were many speculations about his identity, and his attitude towards him was quite good. Alan, the fast healer of the Holy Light Church, even sent him a bottle of good wine.

If you don't drink it, you won't drink it. There may be no chance to drink it in the future. Chen Xing will naturally not refuse.

The area on his face where the fan was slapped was still burning. The bitch's attack was too cruel. The fan was filled with psychic energy and the fan slapped him so hard that his cheekbones cracked. Compared to the heavy injuries on his chest and back, the pain on his face

It was even more shameful. Every time he grimaced in pain, he would silently swear that one day, he would make that bitch kneel at his feet, torture her with the most cruel punishment in the world, and make her regret coming to this world.

But imagination is imagination, and reality is reality. He is a prisoner, and he doesn't know what will happen tomorrow. He wants to take revenge on the eldest princess of the principality. It is simply whimsical. But this does not affect him in any way to satisfy himself with Mr. Lu Xun's Ah Q spirit.

"Clang clang clang!"

There was a knocking sound outside, and Chen Xing struggled to sit up. A prison guard knocked on the iron fence a few times with his baton. After watching him get up, he opened the lock and pushed a large aluminum suitcase in.

"All your things are here. Check them out. If there are no problems, I will send them to you for storage." The prison guard said.

With shackles on his hands, Chen Xing struggled to move his body and got out of bed. The prison guard opened the box for him and asked him to count it.

The disassembled "Night Owl" and M4 rifle, the tied "Jiangu" and sheathed knife, several grenades and five or six boxes of bullets, money bags and jade packages, as well as various medicines, compressed food,

Compass, map, windproof lighter, etc.

Chen Xing inspected it for a while and couldn't help but sigh that the atmosphere in Monitor City was good. Not to mention valuable things, not even a single copper was lost.

"That's all." Chen Xing raised his hand to the prison guard, "Sorry to trouble you."

"It's okay, you can rest." After saying that, the prison guard closed the box, pushed it out, and locked the door again.

Chen Xing spent the next few days in boredom. Fortunately, the detention center also provided newspapers to the prisoners, one was the "Dragon City Evening News" of the Red Dragon Principality, and the other was the "Longhe Daily" of the Kingdom.

The latest hot news is the war between the Black Feather Principality and the Silver Claw Principality. The Black Feather soldiers were overwhelming and captured a city again. The Haitang family was in danger, and the Malan royal family had sent a prince to mediate, calling on the two countries to "treat it rationally.

until".

Now that the war has reached this level, it is almost time to end. Within the kingdom, it is not how much territory you have laid down that can be legally occupied. It also needs to be recognized by the emperor and the Council of Elders. Otherwise, it will be regarded as illegal possession and you will not be able to obtain the clear network system.

support.

The role of the prince is to redistribute the cake. If the cake is divided well, everyone will withdraw their troops. If the pie is not divided well, they will continue to fight. However, the big nobles will usually give the prince face. If there is no sworn hatred and hatred, and they insist on fighting to the last soldier, it can be almost done.

Just decide the winner. After all, the main thing between countries is interests, and there are still few situations where emotions are used.

On the sixth day, Chen Xing was brought to the trial court, and the court assigned him a defense lawyer. Since Chen Xing surrendered, the process was not controversial. After the defense lawyer symbolically raised a few points, the verdict was handed down.

He was fined five hundred, stripped of his black watch, and exiled to the mainland.

Chen Xing still had more than 900 gold coins in his bank. After deducting the 500 fine, the rest was exchanged for physical gold coins.

On the way back to the detention center, Chen Xing met a bearded man. He had a thick body and eyes like bells. When the man saw him, he showed a fierce look, as if he had some grudge against him. Chen Xing did not remember knowing such a man.

People, anyway, were about to be thrown into the Black Death Continent, so they didn’t take it seriously.

A few days later, Chen Xing's injuries were almost healed, and he was taken aboard a helium aerostat and headed to the Black Death Continent.

Due to the advancement of materials, the practicality and stability of helium aerostats have risen to a new level. The accident rate is lower than that of ships, the speed can reach 200 kilometers per hour, it is very energy-saving, and it also has excellent aerial load capacity. Therefore

It has been widely used. It is safe and reliable for carrying people and cargo. Faster aircraft have become the exclusive use of big nobles, big forces and giant businessmen.

There are not many jet fighters and they are on the verge of being eliminated. There are three main aspects. One is the development of science and technology. With the support of intelligent systems, the accuracy of portable tracking missiles has been greatly improved, and a single soldier can kill fighter jets; the other is

On the one hand, it is a cost-effectiveness issue. Aircrafts are expensive to fake, and they are delicate and fragile. It is not easy to train pilots. It is better to train more elite warriors. On the other hand, the Humankind Survival Commission stipulates that weapons of mass destruction cannot be used internally.

The role of the aircraft is greatly reduced.

Chen Xing was sitting in the cabin. It was a small aeroboat with a long interior, slightly wider than a train. There were folding tables and chairs on both sides. It was not very comfortable to sit with your back against the bulkhead.

The supply boxes were kept by the accompanying policemen and would not be returned to them until the parachute jump. Soon after boarding the aerostat, Chen Xing saw the bearded man he had met before who was hostile to him.

The big man was followed by two men. They had sharp eyes and capable movements. You could tell at a glance that they were veterans who had experienced hundreds of battles. Judging from the exposed bronze-colored muscles, they were probably at the elite or high-elite level.

"Boy, I will twist off your head and use it as a stool to sit on!" As he walked past Chen Xing, the bearded man bared his teeth and said viciously.

Although the opponent's strength seemed good, Chen Xing was not too scared. He was just a little uncomfortable being hated by someone for no reason. Not long after, he used half a bottle of red wine to inquire about the opponent's situation from the accompanying policeman.

.

The bearded man was called Jones King, and he was the former leader of the Black Eagle Mercenary Group. After hearing this, Chen Xing understood. The people he and Cassie killed before were members of the Black Eagle Group. The other party was the leader,

Of course I have a grudge against him.

In the fire in Crow City, Jones King lost his mercenary group and took the remnants to Lizard City. Due to his irritability and drinking all day long, he even started a fight while drunk, and accidentally killed four people with two subordinates.

, was sentenced to exile.

But fortunately, Chen Xing and Jones King are not in the same delivery group, and they are released in different areas. They are hundreds or thousands of kilometers apart, so there is no need to worry about an immediate conflict.

Chen Xing suddenly felt that the current situation was a bit like a game on earth before - chicken!

This is a PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds-type game. A large number of players will be airdropped to an island, pick up guns and kill each other to determine a winning team.

Chen Xing looked around. There were two young people in the same group. Their clothes and hairstyles had a strong punk style. They wore colorful combs, tattoos on their arms and faces, and wore nose rings and earrings.

From time to time, he lowered his head and whispered, looking at Chen Xing with evil intentions, as if he was looking at prey.

In the corner of the cabin, there was a person sitting in a black robe. Judging from the outline, she was a woman with a good figure. She lowered her head, hugged her legs, and her face was hidden in the hood, making her invisible.

I don’t know why, but Chen Xing looks a bit familiar. But women with good figures all have the same look, with big breasts, thin waists and round hips, so it’s not surprising that he looks familiar.

"Woman, do you want to have sex with grandpa?"

A man walked over with a dirty smile on his face. The woman ignored him and still lowered her head.

"Hmph!" The man was rejected and threatened with a fierce look, "We are in the same team. I will cut open your stomach when we get down later." He stretched out his finger and lightly scratched it under the woman's ribs.

Then he licked his fingers, his movements were indescribably disgusting.

The woman still didn't move, like a submissive lamb.

"Sit back!" Upon seeing this, the policeman stepped forward, drew out his baton, and shouted.

The man shrugged and returned to his seat.

After this small episode, the cabin returned to silence, everyone was sitting peacefully, only a few people they knew before were whispering to each other.

Every once in a while, the police will bring water and food. The water is ordinary pure water, about 200 milliliters, plus a hamburger or a few cookies, and there are also meat sauce noodles and curry rice. The food is not bad.

good.

But this is also the last supper. When we reach the Black Death Continent, we will have no choice but to eat dirt if we can’t find food.

There were about twenty prisoners in the entire cabin, and the accompanying police officers were twice as many as the prisoners. Their expressions were relatively relaxed, probably because this was a high altitude and no one could escape.

The small round window on the bulkhead changes from white to black, and from black to white.

After a journey of more than 70 hours, the aerostat crossed the vast sea and flew more than 15,000 kilometers before finally entering a scorched earth.

The ground was as black as carbon, with no vegetation, as if it had just been burned by fire. In the distance were cracked mountains, crumbling ruins of the city, and a rugged black wilderness.

The scars caused by nuclear bombs still exist, and a huge crater can be seen every ten kilometers. Those are craters caused by nuclear bombs, as deep as a canyon, silently recording the cruel history.

The Black Death Continent was originally called "Little Dongzhou" and was the birthplace of the Ying people. It was the hardest hit area during the Great Cataclysm. The undercurrent of time and space hit the entrance to this world, and was finally blown up by a nuclear bomb.

Today, there are still countless world fragments and mutated creatures hidden on the Black Death Continent. Radiation pollution is everywhere, making it an extremely dangerous place.

The purpose of exile is not to kill criminals, but to allow criminals to control the number of mutant creatures. As long as they stay for enough years and kill a sufficient number of mutant creatures, they can return to society. However, there is not one in a million such people, most of them will
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