"Presumptuous, dare to disturb Lao Tzu's beautiful things. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Wu Xiong shouted, his hand was put off the beauty's body, and he said angrily: "Who let you in?" ”

"Hey, the Demon King, I came in after thinking that the situation was urgent and communicating with the guards."

The man trembled and fell to his knees.

Wu Xiong snorted coldly, his face was extremely impatient, and his words were even more arrogant, saying, "Get out of here, don't spare Lao Tzu." ”

"But, the Demon King ........."

The man respectfully climbed the ground, expecting to get a chance to speak. But at this time, Wu Xiong was more immersed in beauty, and as for other things, he didn't care.

In this world, no one can beat him, and it's boring to think about it occasionally, there is not even an opponent in such a turbulent time and space, even for months, those who follow me prosper and those who oppose me die, Wu Xiong smiled, and he was tired of killing him. One of his great hobbies is beautiful women, and when he came to the Three Kingdoms, it was as if the ascetic treaty had been torn up, and his willfulness and debauchery had become unlimited.

He is more moisturized than the emperor, at most in one night, he needs four or five beauties, accompanied by him at the same time, his wide clothes are placed in the bathtub, two women help him massage, one woman dips into his arms, and the remaining two as substitutes, waiting outside, waiting for Wu Xiong to get tired of it, and immediately change.

In the beginning, there was opposition.

But Wu Xiong is so temperamental, those who don't obey will be killed with one shot. Without mercy, between life and death, people seem to be the same, to live.

For the first time, he felt so comfortable to kill a hundred people.

Today, the soldier who burst in really disturbed his interest, and he was still holding on, his face panicked and nervous, which was different from the iron-blooded thoughts he usually instilled in these subordinates.

In this time and space, he, Wu Xiong, the Great Demon King, is the Supreme One!

What if the enemy is coming?

He hadn't come up with a trick yet, and he hadn't taken this city, one city after another, as his subordinate, and the soldier's performance was really disappointing, and he couldn't refute it, Wu Xiong ordered: "Come on." ”

"In!"

The two guards in front of the hall entered with their hands clenched into fists.

"Behead this man."

When the man heard this, his eyes widened and he said, "Wang, his subordinates are not at fault, so why are they punished here?" ”

Wu Xiong waved his hand and said, "Drag it down, drag it down........."

He's running out of patience. This man is like a fly, disgusting.

"Demon King, Demon King! Wronged, Demon King! ”

Immediately, the man was dragged out by the guards, and then beheaded. Bright red blood slid down the knife and mingled with the blood on the ground.

The two guards seemed to have seen it for a long time, and this temporary punishment ground had already been bleeding, and I don't know how many people had died. There are princes and nobles who don't admit defeat, there are ladies who don't obey, there are bad intentions, and of course, there are also people who make the demon king angry.

The satisfaction of people's rights and desires often becomes murderous. These two guards have already seen through this, so they will do whatever Wu Xiong says. It's like two ruthless killing machines.

After that, Wu Xiong seemed to be a little sleepy, the musical instruments in the hall stopped suddenly, and the dancers squatted down one after another to lift it up, placing a space dozens of meters long.

The beauties slept in their clothes, bewitching and accompanied by them. There are even more funny people, who are guarding the demon king.

This is the rule of the demon king, and several women hand-picked every day, if one is missing, they will be killed.

So, it's like a devil. Such a mediocre person naturally doesn't know what's going on outside.

The general Situ Jie, dressed in mighty armor, stood on the city wall, condescending, looking at the menacing army that was pressed by the black pressure on the periphery, and couldn't help but show seriousness on the ground.

He dispersed the soldiers defending the city into several echelons, the first echelon was the crossbowmen, who were responsible for the long-range attack; The second echelon is a heads-up general, responsible for frustrating its spirit; The third echelon is the infantry, which is responsible for fighting to the death.

That's how he planned, and everyone was on the lookout. In a word, if you want to enter through the west gate, you must first press him down!

Then he said, "Has the person who went back to report returned?" ”

"General Qibing, he, he ........."

The man's face was frightened, and his speech was staccato.

"Stammering what? Say it. ”

"It's the general, he, he was killed by the Demon King, and he just received the news."

Situ Jie exclaimed, although he was dissatisfied in his heart, he was loyal to Wu Xiong, and said secretly: "I can't imagine that the demon king is ......... now."

Alas!

Situ Jie sighed and said, "That's it! We're here. Luoyang worry-free! ”

"Luoyang worry-free! Luoyang worry-free! Luoyang worry-free! ”

The soldiers behind him shouted one after another, and the momentum shook the heavens and the earth. This Situ Jie cares for the soldiers, eats and lives with the soldiers, and is the most prestigious one in this group of demon organizations that kill people without blinking an eye, except for the Great Demon King Wu Xiong.

It's different from that scarface.

He was responsible for garrisoning the West Gate, and Scarface was stationed at the South Gate, for the sake of insurance, Situ Jie ordered people to go and watch the situation of the South Gate guarding the city, but he didn't expect the reply to be the same as what this West Gate encountered.

Who did it in such a short period of time to gather so many people!

Fortunately, on the big banner held in front of the army, there was a big word "Dong" written on it, and Situ Jie looked at it and instantly understood. This Luoyang is not far from Xi'an, and the prestige of the demon king is already famous all over the world.

Hum.

Situ Jie sneered, and without waiting for the outside to call for a formation, he waved his big hand: Release the arrow!

In an instant, hundreds of crossbowmen, three or four rows, neatly aligned, released arrows towards the sky, in less than a minute, the sky was already densely packed with arrows, several rows of crossbowmen rose and fell, when they landed, the vanguard camp of Dong Zhuo's army had quickly erected shields, but there were many casualties.

However, these people were not afraid at all, and watched the arrows from this side. There was also a confrontation over there, and rockets were lit, and they came in a row. While firing arrows, the shield wall erected by the infantry moved forward, and it seemed that the opponent was determined to win this time.

This greatly surprised Situ Jie.

The name of the Great Demon King Wu Xiong resounded throughout the Central Plains, and because of his extremely lethal weapons, he has long been known to outsiders, and in the name of brutality, everyone avoids it, so this Luoyang City is loosely defended, how can he think that this Dong Zhuo old thief would start an attack.

The soldiers on the other side are several times larger than mine, and in less than half an hour, there have been countless dead and wounded here, and the supply of soldiers is insufficient.

Situ Jie's hands were itching, his face was serious, but he was not afraid, he looked at the crisis in front of him, sneered, and said, Come on, get the artifact!

The person behind immediately responded, took out a strange-shaped weapon from the crowd, and Situ Jie ordered someone to set it up against the city wall, and then aimed at it and held it tightly.

Click!

As soon as the sound of the machine gun rang out, Situ Jie's face showed an evil smile, this thing was the M4 machine gun that Wu Xiong gave to Situ Jie.