Wang Ling traveled to the federal town of Nanwang and became a trainee law enforcement officer.
Here people's lives are like grass, and aristocratic families can cover the sky with one hand.
The so-called law is just a fig leaf for the powerful.
In the court, the people knelt on the ground and shouted "Master Qingtian".
He drew his gun from his waist and fired it into the sky——
"Stand up, don't kneel!"
A central government crackdown on crime and evil was posted on the door.
Xu Laosan, the underground emperor of Nanwang Town, smiled: "The sky is high and the emperor is far away, it's just a show."
Xu Laosan didn't know.
Wang Ling's mentor is at the center.
His Shangfang sword is real.
What's more important -
From the moment Wang Ling fired his gun, something woke up inside the brick wall of the Nanwang Town Courtroom.
For the first time in thirty years, all the dead souls who had died unjustly heard someone speaking on their behalf.
Finally, Wang Ling stood in the Supreme Court of the Federal Parliament, facing the chaebol giants who had dominated this country for three hundred years. The other person said: "You want to put the founder of the Federation on trial?"
Wang Ling opened the code——
"The Federation was founded by the people. The aristocratic families are just history.
And history cannot be above the law. "
