In the roar of the fire, the small wooden house collapsed in an instant, and all the ten black-clothed people who had not escaped were beaten into a sieve.

The Assassin was dead, but the anger in King Fu's heart did not subside, but only became even more angry. He arched his hand and begged Mao Wenlong: "Brother Mao, can this king borrow these soldiers from you?" ”

Mao Wenlong squinted his eyes at King Fu, pondered for a moment and said, "Brother Zhu is still angry? ”

King Fu nodded heavily: "Since the imperial brother is unkind, don't blame me for being unjust." Sun Chuanting's king must be killed, and with his head, this king announced that he would not be at odds with Chongzhen from this moment on. ”

The corners of Mao Wenlong's mouth rose slightly, and King Fu's hideous expression at the moment was extremely cute in his eyes. The greater King Fu's hatred for Chongzhen, the more the two will have no chance of reconciliation in the future, and he can rest assured that King Fu will go to Sichuan for development.

Without much hesitation, Mao Wenlong generously borrowed a thousand soldiers from King Fu. King Fu did not delay for a moment, and immediately killed Sun Chuanting with a thousand fire commanders.

The small post station was surrounded, and King Fu strode into the post station under the guard of his three henchmen. Anyone who dared to come up and stop them on the way was killed, and there was no mercy at all.

Sun Chuanting, who was anxiously waiting for the final result in the room, suddenly heard the movement outside, and directly opened the door to find out. Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, he saw that a large number of Dongjiang troops had already controlled the entire post station.

And the target he must kill this time, King Fu took these Dongjiang troops to kill him directly at this moment.

"Sun Chuanting, you old thief......" King Fu's angry roar echoed in the middle of the night.

Seeing this, Sun Chuanting had already understood that tonight's well-planned assassination operation had failed in the end!

King Fu strode in front of Sun Chuanting, and the steel knife in his hand was directly put on Sun Chuanting's neck, and said viciously: "Does the imperial brother want this king to die like this?" Now that the king has nothing left, does he still want to kill them all? ”

Sun Chuanting faced the threat of death, but he did not have the slightest fear, he sneered: "Killing you is the old man's own idea, if you don't die, those generals in Huguang will not be able to serve the emperor and serve the Ming Dynasty with peace of mind." Only when you die, everything will calm down, but it's a pity that the old man failed to kill you tonight, ashamed of the emperor and Daming. ”

A trace of disdain flashed in King Fu's eyes, and the steel knife in his hand moved even more. Sun Chuanting immediately felt a slight chill on his neck, and then the red blood suddenly appeared, and King Fu smiled shamefully at this time: "You old horseman, you still want to make a name for yourself before you die, and this king will not let you get your wish." ”

"Someone! and bound him to the king. King Fu suddenly withdrew the steel knife and shouted loudly that his subordinates had tied up Sun Chuanting.

The three henchmen had already taken out the rope and rushed up, and after some chaos, Sun Chuanting was directly tied up by the five flowers. In order to prevent him from biting his tongue and committing suicide, Sun Chuanting's mouth was also stuffed with a tattered cloth.

Looking at Sun Chuanting, who was struggling on the ground, King Fu squatted down and said coldly in his ear: "You so-called loyal ministers, old ministers, this king can't know you better. You are not afraid of death, there is no doubt about it, but you cherish your reputation more than your own life, this king will first stink your reputation, and then kill you, wait, this king will let your people be reviled by the world, and perish in the self-reproach of others, hahaha......"

Sun Chuanting's face was dead gray, he was really scared at the moment, he had a certain heart of death when he came this time, but he didn't expect to meet such an unpredictable rival as King Fu.

As King Fu said just now, death is not terrible, as long as he earns a good name, his descendants and clansmen can receive blessings. But now it seems that this dream has been shattered, and he will die of infamy on his back, which is not something Sun Chuanting can afford at all.

Killed everyone who came with Sun Chuanting, leaving Sun Chuanting alone, and King Fu ordered to collect his troops and return to his home.

Back in Mao's mansion, King Fu went to meet Mao Wenlong as soon as possible, and he asked Mao Wenlong again: "Brother Mao, this king has written a letter, please find someone to send to Chongzhen for this king." ”

Mao Wenlong took the envelope, turned around and said to Hao, who had just returned: "Arrange for someone to send it over immediately." ”

"Yes, Commander!" Hao Da took the envelope and stepped back on his own.

Mao Wenlong looked at King Fu, who was still full of anger, and chuckled and comforted: "Okay, Brother Zhu, you don't have to be so angry, since ancient times, only when you become a king and lose a villain, can the winner trample on the loser at will." So, if you don't want to be a loser again, you should plan your future well instead of sulking here. ”

King Fu seemed to listen to what Mao Wenlong said, he took a deep breath, and said: "Thank you Brother Mao for your consolation, please rest assured, this king will definitely not die earlier than that wolf-hearted Chongzhen." This king must live to watch him die! ”

The corners of Mao Wenlong's mouth rose slightly, patted King Fu's shoulder, and pressed him on the chair by the way, before he opened his mouth and said, "I heard that Brother Zhu didn't kill Sun Chuanting?" ”

King Fu seemed to have expected Mao Wenlong to ask this question, and he truthfully informed Mao Wenlong of his earlier plans without any hesitation.

After listening to King Fu's story, Mao Wenlong didn't say much, but Hong Chengchou opened his mouth first: "King Fu, it's not too much to kill people, it's too much for you to do this." ”

is also a civil minister in the court, although Hong Chengchou later became a military general, but he has the same mind as Sun Chuanting. King Fu wants to kill Sun Chuanting, Hong Chengchou can not interfere, and he should not know such a thing if he turns a blind eye.

But if King Fu actually wanted to use such a vicious means to ruin Sun Chuanting's reputation and kill him again, Hong Chengchou would not be able to agree to anything. Comparing his heart to his heart, if he is also dealt with like this in the future, thinking about such a result, he Hong Chengchou feels a little afraid.

King Fu laughed cruelly: "Excessive? No, that's not too much. He Sun Chuanting should have been conscious before he came, otherwise he should not come. ”

Hong Chengchou didn't let in the slightest, and bowed to King Fu: "I don't know if King Fu can look at the face of the lower officials, don't deal with Sun Chuanting like this." ”

Seeing Hong Chengchou, who was getting serious, King Fu hesitated for a while, he turned his head to look at Mao Wenlong and cast an inquiring look.

Mao Wenlong hesitated for a moment, and then spoke: "Brother Zhu, I think this matter is over, just kill Sun Chuanting directly, don't chill people's hearts." ”

King Fu was happy this time, after all, Mao Wenlong had already spoken, no matter how unwilling he was, he could only agree.