"Who are you talking about?!" The protector of the euro, the first dissatisfied, "Our county lord is not-"

Before the young woman finished speaking, she was cut off by Mo Wu's gesture, and stroked the hanging hair on her right, Mo Wu said proudly: "This palace was born poor, although some things have been forgotten, but since childhood, I have never encroached on others. ”

Even though his face was covered by black beards, the incredible surprise still stood out.

"Thanks to the love of King Fengyao, he was given the position of the lord of the county, and he enjoyed a lot of honor, but this palace can paint the faces of the people in the world, and the income is very high, even the shop pù that passes through the water is also profitable, no matter whether it is poor or low, it will not plunder other people's property."

Mo Wu continued.

"That's you Jing Yao Guofu! Do you think we don't want to? Crops have grown in the ground, the landlord has collected seventy percent, and there are no crops in the field, what else can we do except rob them?! You forced it, you robbed us of our food, we robbed you rich people, and we helped ordinary people! ”

Kansai Ling shouted hoarsely, his eyes glaring like a bell, wanting to prove that he was righteous.

Mo Wu put down the cup in his hand and slowly walked in front of him, the time in which the air was somewhat oxygen-deficient and solidified, "The relatives of this palace and this palace have never plundered every cent of the people of Xijun, and those who were killed by you are also ordinary people who have children in their families, and the materials you want to plunder are just the prey you want to get for nothing!" ”

Mo Wu's expression was unusually cold, "Just because you want to get something for nothing, then the soldiers with families and relatives will die tragically, and an innocent county lord in this palace will be captured alive by the county king of the enemy country!" ”

"We are robbing the rich and giving to the poor!"

The stuffiness in Guan Xiling's chest swelled rapidly, but he couldn't find an outlet to break through, and finally turned into a mouthful of blood and spit out of his mouth, and by the way, he also broke through the locked acupoint, knelt on the ground, and repeated: "We are in accordance with the way of heaven, we are robbing the rich and helping the poor, and you are not benevolent for the rich......"

"The first time, you do have a point, the officials force the people to rebel, you are just trying to survive, but what next? The natural disaster has passed, the people should have recuperated and recuperated, you all have hands and feet, and you are forced, you should not plow the fields, repair houses and pave roads, and exchange labor for materials?! ”

Mo Wu asked angrily: "Robbery is no means, robbing the rich and helping the poor is just an excuse, robbing the rich passers-by at will, and even slaughtering their lives, you have the strength to compete with the army, after all, you are just a group of bandits who do not work hard, and even at the moment of national disaster, there is no half of the heart of the country and the people, and it is more shameless and hateful than those corrupt officials and corrupt officials!" ”

Those dead soldiers, did not die of fatigue and illness on the way, did not die of war in the first wash, and resisted the cold of Fengling, but actually died because of a group of bandits, Mo Wu's mood is difficult to calm down, although before, she once felt that it was reasonable for the officials to force the people, but those who followed her, those who guarded herself, died in vain, she couldn't accept it!

Although he was called a bandit by the government every day, and several encirclements and suppressions of officers and soldiers were also cleverly crushed by him, even when he wanted the group of innocent relatives to send off the team to wave the butcher's knife, he insisted that he was the righteous party, and now he ...... What exactly are you doing now?

Right or wrong, Kansai Ling's mind was blank.

"These bandits have killed so many of us, why do you still defend them in front of King Bayun?"

The euro was also full of anger in his heart, full of doubts about Mo Wu's decision.

Mo Wu sighed leisurely, and looked at the big man with blood stains on the corners of his mouth with a complicated expression, "This palace is selfish, but I actually want to kill you to comfort the souls of my Jing Yao's dead soldiers." ”

Guan Xiling's expression was suddenly, "I have fallen into your hands now, if I want to kill or chop, Xi Junzun, if I frown, I am not a hero!" ”

Smack, Mo Wu raised his hand and slapped the person kneeling on the ground, his eyes were even more fierce, "Hero? What qualifications do you have to call yourself a hero?! You've done so many hurtful things, and you still want to die in the name of a hero, you're too brazen, right?! ”

The words are like knives, that Guanxiling is used to being free, and he barely stood up, wanting to fight up, but he didn't want to, and it was another loud slap, which made him kneel on the ground weakly, and the hot pain on his face made the contradiction and hatred in his heart suddenly turn into overt hatred.

"You don't kill me, do you want to humiliate Lao Tzu?"

"Humiliating you? Is it also humiliating to be honest? ”

"And what do you want to do?!"

The hoarse voice shouted with almost all the strength of his body.

"Go kill the enemy!"

Mo Wu gritted his teeth and said.

Not to mention the bearded man who was subdued and full of anger, even Mo Wu's relatives were full of shock at the moment, killing the enemy?

Who is the enemy?