A is in StarCraft, just disembarked from the Zerg Prince spaceship.

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Bishen is the commander-in-chief of the Ninth Army of Lehrnia, and he certainly has the authority to enforce the law.

Justice Neil granted Beesham's request to personally carry out the execution.

With the golden head of the Bee family pointed at the gun, Bishen said to him, "I told you long ago, I would kill your whole family."

"There's nothing to say, it's just a matter of the victor taking all." The head of the Bee family, facing imminent death, remained calm.

He raised his head: "What did we do wrong? We did nothing wrong. Male insects are inherently inferior creatures. They are weak by nature, dependent on females for sustenance, selfish, cowardly, and vicious. They should be kneeling at the feet of females begging for food. Only you lowly insects would treat them like treasures! Hahaha, you deserve it—"

Bishen wasn't swayed by his words: "You idiot."

"Why treat them as fellow insects! It's all the male insects' fault! They're just a burden! The female insects hold the power; the male insects are born to be the female insects' playthings—"

"Male insects are a burden? Thousands of years ago, when the male mantises of our tribe cooked themselves to serve as rations for the females so they could escape their predicament, why didn't you say that then?"

"You're just making excuses, I'm not going to argue with you."

"What, you're just going to stop arguing now that there's no reason? Come on, let's settle this. Just because the male is wrong doesn't mean you're right. Where would you be without males? Treating males like second-class citizens, are you some kind of offspring of your female father through mitosis? You guys are pretty impressive." Bishen pointed a gun at his head and started taunting him.

These idiots are so annoying.

Some are extremely masculine, and some are extremely feminine, as if they were not the same species.

Regardless of respect or arrogance, treating one's fellow human beings as mere insects is the most basic thing a smart species should do.

Those who don't treat other insects as insects, whether female or male, deserve to go to hell.

The head of the Bee family heard the sarcasm in his words.

"You seem to be on their side." He chuckled sinisterly. "Too bad, you treat them like insects, but do they treat you like insects? You female insects who fawn over male insects, I'll be waiting in hell to see what kind of end you get."

Bi Shen felt a bit bored.

Makes no sense.

Why is he telling them all this?

They're going to die anyway.

These insects remained stupid until they were almost dead; they could only see gender and had no idea what race was.

He, with the head of the beautiful bee family on his head, said: "I'm not praising them, I'm just ensuring that every insect that hasn't committed a crime can survive, regardless of its gender."

"We did nothing wrong," said the head of the Bee family.

"It's not up to you."

"You're nothing more than someone who persecutes your own gender group for the sake of male insects."

"Get this straight, you're kneeling here today because you committed a crime, not because you're a female insect." Bishen released the safety on his gun. "You committed a crime, you deserve it. Stop spouting nonsense like 'I persecuted you for the sake of male insects,' 'Wait for me in hell,' your head is what you owe me, Lu Jianan, and those male insects."

The head of the Bee Clan raised her chin: "No need for further words! The Hive is eternal..."

The gunshot cut off his last words.

The trigger was pulled, and blood splattered everywhere.

The bullet pierced his skull, his blond hair billowing in the shockwave, and dark red blood trickling down the cracks in the stone floor.

The blond corpse collapsed to the ground.

Bi Shen ejected the cartridge case cleanly and efficiently, and the copper casing fell to the ground with a crisp "clang".

If saying more is pointless, then let's not say anything more.

You can't reason with these kinds of insects; they're all stubborn idiots.

"You'd better stay down there and keep an eye on your 'father-in-law,' and pray he behaves himself. If he causes trouble, I'll kill him too and send your whole family down there to reunite."

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Inside, the execution ground was in operation, while Lu Jianan waited outside.

His older brother wouldn't let him go in to see, and he wasn't that keen on going in anyway, so he stayed in the passageway outside and waited for his brother to come out.

The Zerg's execution ground is somewhat like an ancient amphitheater on Earth, a large circular open space enclosed by high circular walls, with terrazzo floors and high seats on all four sides.

The way to enter is very primitive; there are passages on both sides to enter, a square tunnel with a locked iron gate at each end.

The execution ground's iron gate was an old, very old iron gate, completely devoid of any intelligent iron bars, covered in rust, and the lock was a hinge.

Lu Jianan stood by the wall behind the iron gate, idly picking at the rust on the gate, when suddenly a gunshot rang out from the execution ground.

He was startled, took a half step back, and pressed himself against the wall.

Out of deterrence, or perhaps for traditional reasons, in this interstellar age, the Zerg still use the most primitive type of bullet for executions.

Perhaps it's because electromagnetic guns are silent that they seem less dignified.

Executions by firing squad are more ceremonial when there is a gunshot.

One shot rang out, followed by more shots.

The bee colony has quite a few leader bees, and I reckon the eldest one is currently inside, shooting them one by one.

Lu Jianan had never been on the battlefield, so she was a little apprehensive about this kind of thing.

I'm a little scared.

Ordinary people would find it hard to accept witnessing such an execution.

Especially since he can't forget what he's seen, it's best not to look at anything.

Gunshots rang out: "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"...

After more than a dozen gunshots, it finally became quiet inside.

Then footsteps could be heard at the entrance of the passage.

Lu Jianan quickly stood up straight and looked over.

His older brother came out from inside.

The military boots stomped on the iron-gray floor, the hard soles striking the stone surface with a crisp sound.

He walked very steadily, and the distance of each step seemed to have been measured with a ruler.

His military jacket fit his shoulders perfectly, looking brand new, with not a single wrinkle on the gold thread embroidery on the cuffs.

The latter half of the long passageway is dark as it is not exposed to sunlight.

His older brother walked from the end of the passage, the metal badges on his military jacket reflecting a cold light, like a row of ice crystals that would never melt.

Bishen took off his gloves as he walked.

His gloves remained white, without a trace of blood.

The soft fabric fit snugly against the curve of his fingers before he pulled it off.

It was just a very simple action, but...

Lu Jianan stood beside the boundary between light and darkness in the passageway, staring at the pair of hands with distinct knuckles.

From his perspective, Bi Shen was looking down as he took off his gloves, his tie knot perfectly tied, the dark fabric forming a perfect triangle below his Adam's apple.

The shadow cast by the brim of his military cap just covered his eyes, revealing only his well-defined jawline.

He looked a little impatient, his lips pursed tightly.

The mantis's long legs create air currents as it walks, causing the hem of its long coat to flutter slightly before quickly falling back into place.

The metal buckles on the clothes and belt clanged against each other, their echoing sound in the passageway like the faint tinkling of wind chimes from afar.

Bishen took off his gloves and casually stuffed them into his pocket.

His sidearm sat quietly in its holster, the black leather surface smooth and new, showing no signs of use.

A military-clad thug who just shot and killed more than a dozen people.

Lu Jianan watched intently.