"Why are you doing, let me go, don't you know that I'm a colt, be careful that I ask the emperor to give you a copy!"

"Where are you taking me, where are you taking me?" The road to the camp in the east of the city has been walked by Li Ming more than once. Today, Da Niu took himself to the camp in the east of the city, could it be that Li Ming began to have a bad premonition in his heart. But with such a weak son as him, how could he be the opponent of a big man, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free.

"Your Excellency, spare your life. I don't dare anymore!You just spare me this time!You spare me!" Huang Xin turned his head to look at the ghost-headed knife that glowed with a cold light, and then thought that it would cut his neck later, and Huang Xin felt chills when he thought about it. kept begging Wang Feng next to him for mercy.

Looking at Huang Xin, who was begging for mercy, Wang Feng felt very happy. He wanted this feeling of slowly torturing him. Slowly experiencing the feeling of death is not something that ordinary people can bear!

"Drive, drive! Leave people under the knife, keep people under the knife!" Song Qiaoren, who came out of the General Soldier's Mansion, finally learned that Wang Feng was in the camp in the east of the city. Non-stop, he took He Tong and more than a dozen officials and rushed desperately towards the camp in the east of the city. As soon as he entered the camp, he saw Huang Xin kneeling on the platform from a distance, and there was a knife and axe hand standing behind him. Song Qiaoren was afraid that Wang Feng would kill Huang Xin, so he hurriedly shouted from afar.

"Uncle, what are you doing here!" Song Qiaoren, who was in a hurry, went straight to the Dianjiang platform as soon as he got off the horse, and he didn't have time to salute, so he pointed to Huang Xin on the stage and asked.

"Oh! This is not Lord Song of the Song Governor's Mansion, why are you here to mix this matter!" Wang Feng didn't expect that this Song Qiaoren, a weak scholar, would come to mix in this matter. It's just that Wang Feng still admires this weak scholar very much! Just because he, a weak scholar, guarded the city gate alone, he is worthy of admiration, but Wang Feng knows very well in his heart that Song Qiaoren has always been the emperor's person, and no matter how much he admires, it is difficult to win him over.

"Uncle, my good uncle, why did you arrest Lord Huang, quickly, quickly untie him!" Song Qiaoren turned around and beckoned his subordinate servants to untie Huang Xin.

"I'll see who dares!" Several officials were about to step forward to untie Huang Xin, when Dahu and Li Chengdong on the side pulled out their swords and stopped in front. A few officials saw that this was neither retreating nor retreating, so they had to stand there without retreating or advancing.

"Lord Song, Lord Song, you, you must save me! Please ask your uncle for mercy, please intercede!" Seeing Song Qiaoren coming from afar, Huang Xin hurriedly knelt down and moved towards him, muttering some words begging for mercy in his mouth.

"Uncle, what do you mean by this?" Song Qiaoren asked, pointing to the big tiger and Li Chengdong below. He really didn't know how this Huang Xin offended Wang Feng, so that Wang Feng had to kill him quickly.

"What do you mean? Lord Song, you seem to be a little lenient! He, Huang Xin, has violated the military law of our Anqing Town, not the law of your Lord Song, you are in charge of the government, and I am in charge of the army. I won't interfere with you, and I hope you, Lord Song, won't interfere with me!" Wang Feng tried his best to be polite, but no matter what he said, there was some threat in it.

"Uncle, this is not a matter of whether the government is in government or not, whether the army is in the army or not, even if he Huang Xin commits a big crime, isn't there still the emperor and the court! Let the emperor know, when the time comes, you will also be in trouble, and the lower officials are also thinking about the uncle!" Song Qiaoren made an excuse in his mouth for the sake of Wang Feng, but between the lines, it was revealed that he was threatening Wang Feng with the emperor.

"Yes, yes. Lord Song is right, there is also the court and the emperor, uncle, you can't just cut down the last general without interrogation. The last general is also an official of the imperial court!" As soon as I heard Song Qiaoren mention the imperial court. Huang Xin's dead heart suddenly came alive again! As long as it is handed over to the imperial court, it will not be a matter of stuffing some money, and it will come out after a few months. Although Huang Xin didn't really want to come up with any silver. But it's better to give money than to be cut by Wang Feng, a kid who doesn't know why!

Of course, Wang Feng understood Song Qiaoren's thoughts in his heart. To say that Li Ming is doing everything possible to oppose himself, he Song Qiaoren doesn't know! Wang Feng doesn't believe it. Both of them were sent by the emperor, and it was absolutely impossible for them to not ventilate directly! Since Song Qiaoren was involved! Then of course he also knew that this Huang Xin had taken refuge in them, and it was naturally up to him Song Qiaoren to save Huang Xin's life. But Wang Feng would never let him succeed so easily!

"Lord Song, let me tell you that it was not Uncle Ben's intention to kill Huang Xin, but the intention of all the soldiers in Anqing Town, can you ask them? Do you want to go against the will of the soldiers and provoke a mutiny?

"Kill Huang Xin, kill Huang Xin!" Wang Guoliang below was the first to shout, cooperating with Wang Feng. When all the soldiers saw this guerrilla, they all shouted, and quickly followed suit.

"Mutiny!" Of course, Song Qiaoren couldn't be stupid enough to believe what Wang Feng said. These big-headed soldiers are not what the boss says or what. But he didn't want Huang Xin to die so easily! He was a person who had been brought out in Anqing Town with great difficulty, if he was killed by Wang Feng in vain today, Anqing Town would not be his Wang Feng alone in the future!

"Uncle!" Song Qiaoren wanted to say more.

"You don't need to say it anymore, I'll make it clear today! Don't say it's you, even if the emperor himself comes, I still say that he Huang Xin must die!" Wang Feng didn't want to say anything more to Song Qiaoren, so he directly said it to death.

As soon as he heard Wang Feng's sentence that the emperor himself was coming, he would have to die, and Huang Xin's body instantly softened. He knew he was really going to die this time!

"Drive. Drive, drive, hoo!" The big bull galloped into the horse from outside with Li Ming in his hand, "My lord, Lord Li, I have invited you!" The big bull on the horse grabbed Li Ming's waist and pulled it down directly.

"Quick, hurry up and hold the horse!" Song Qiaoren on the stage looked at Li Ming's dizzy appearance, and hurriedly asked the officials to support Li Ming. "Uncle, that's the person you invited?" the dissatisfied Song Qiaoren turned around and protested to Wang Feng.

"Please, let me tell you, if it weren't for the fact that he was a relative of the emperor, Uncle Ben would have tied him up with Huang Xin a long time ago!" Wang Feng had long been dissatisfied with Li Ming's interference in Anqing Town, and since he had spread out his words today, he wouldn't care about anything! "Since you are all here, then Uncle Ben will please watch a good show! Come on! Cut down Huang Xin and his henchmen for me!"

More than a dozen soldiers received Wang Feng's order and hurriedly tied up Zhao Guang, Liu Ze and more than a dozen of Huang Xin's cronies. "Kneel, kneel!" the soldiers hammered their legs, and they all fell to their knees, unable to stand upright.

"Chop!" Wang Feng waved his hand!

"No, no, Lord Song, Lord Song, please save me! Save me!" Huang Xin was still struggling when he was dying, hoping for a miracle.

"Uncle!" Song Qiaoren also pleaded with Wang Feng again anxiously, but Wang Feng simply closed his eyes and ignored them.

"Ah!" Before Huang Xin finished speaking, the ghost head knife behind him had already fallen, and when the knife fell, more than a dozen bloody skulls rolled off the stage. Bright red blood flowed all over the steps. As soon as Li Ming, who had just woken up, saw the head rolling to his feet, the hideous face, the vague flesh and blood that could be seen faintly, suddenly made Li Ming faint again.