Mr. Mad Dog Fu Junlin

Although Luo Fengshan and the few others who knew the inside story all knew that Fu Junlin had suffered a slight head injury and developed some kind of schizophrenia,

they truly had not expected Fu Junlin to say something like that.

The Tribunal Hall's adjudicators exchanged looks, each of them wearing a baffled expression.

What he said... seemed to make a little sense!

It was understandable for him to curse the Tribunal Hall!

But what the hell was "abandoning the roots and following the outline" supposed to mean??

Big Black, meanwhile, was completely unaware of it. Seeing that his words had left them stunned, he immediately became smug.

Haha!

See that, Dog Junlin?

I can talk trash too!

After everyone fell silent, one of the adjudicators said with a dark expression:

"Fu Junlin! Watch your attitude! You may criticize us, but you may not criticize Federation law!

But since you have demands, we will not ignore them!

According to Article 145 of the Military Discipline Code, we can reevaluate Ba Dawang's military merits.

This matter is not entirely without room for negotiation!"

the adjudicator said.

But the moment his words fell,

the Zhonghe Institute officials at the side were displeased! One of them raised his hand in protest.

"I believe that would be inappropriate! This situation is unusual, and I do not believe it can be measured by the ordinary Military Discipline Code.

Because the person he killed was one of our high-ranking Supreme Marshals, not just some stray cat or dog!

Do you know how many resources it takes to cultivate a Supreme Marshal? Do you know how many military merits Wei Jiandong had earned?

And who is going to measure his merits??"

The official spoke with righteous conviction.

Luo Fengshan calmly asked in return,

"Minister Lin, are you