Hearing this, Jia Pengling, who was kneeling on the ground, couldn't stop trembling with fear all over his body!

At all costs...

He... Today, it's all death!

The only one available to him.

It's just a matter of leaving the whole body.

The five bodies fell to the ground, and the sound of crying was heard suddenly!

And the many soldiers who knelt on one knee heard these words, and their hearts couldn't stop being horrified!

This youth... What is it?

Under the command of the royal family, kill if you say kill??

And look at Jia Pengling's appearance.

There was no resistance, no justification, just a bit of pain.

Apparently... It's a sin!

Countless pairs of suspicious eyes shot at Zhang Dong's back, and an idea arose in everyone's hearts at the same time.

He...!

Who is it??

And Long Meng, who was on the side, had already put away the guns in his hands and stood obediently on Zhang Dong's right side.

Looking at Jia Pengling, who was crying bitterly in front of him, Zhang Dong did not speak.

He... Very patient.

Tears kept dripping on the asphalt, and Jia Pengling, whose face was full of tears, raised his head violently and looked at Zhang Dong with pleading!

He... Don't want to die!

"My lord, the sinner... Guilty! But for the sake of the Longyun clan, just spare the death of the guilty minister! As long as you spare the minister's death, whether it is exile or go to the battlefield, the criminal minister, dare not have half a complaint! ”

After saying that, he began to kowtow violently on the ground.

As the bursts of blood oozed out, the sneer at the corner of Zhang Dong's mouth became even worse.

Every time.

Almost, all of them.

Pick up the document and flip to the last few pages.

It was he and his own brother, Jia Xie He, who exchanged the project progress of the eighth plan, as well as some extremely high secrets!

If this does not prove anything, then there is no more evidence in this world.

"A royal family... The face is not big enough. ”

"I'll give you the last three minutes, and after three minutes, whether you say it or not, you have to set foot on Huangquan Road."

Zhang Dong flipped through the documents in his hand, didn't even raise his head, and spoke slowly and indifferently, like the verdict of Huangquan Road.

And as soon as these words came out, the pistol that Long Meng had just put down was mentioned again, and under the gaze of everyone, it hit Jia Pengling's forehead.

Three minutes later.

Whether Jia Pengling says it or not.

Dragon Dream... will all pull the trigger.

These three minutes.

It's not so much about giving Jia Pengling time to think.

It's better to let him take a last look at the world.

And when the many soldiers on the side saw this appearance, even if they took a breath of air, they didn't dare to breathe again!

Execute in public!

Even though they were the most elite warriors, they had never seen anything like it.

Let alone.

The person who was executed is still a slave of the current Yongzhou royal family!

In the midst of everyone's suspicious gaze, Zhang Dong slowly stood up from the chair, lit another cigarette, and stood with his hands in the wind.

Look at the moon in the sky, today, the moon in the sky.

Like a full moon.

At this time, Zhang Dong remembered.

In a few days, it seems to be the traditional festival of the Yongzhou mainland, the Mid-Autumn Festival.

There seemed to be a reminiscence in his eyes, and one scene after another from the past flashed from his eyes like a passing cloud.

"Bang...!"

The flames burst out, a pure copper warhead, in the blink of an eye... Through that body!

The tongue of fire penetrated out with a residual force!

"Poof...!"

Jia Pengling's body suddenly crooked, and the freshness in his eyes had disappeared in just an instant, and as the body slowly fell, the atmosphere of the audience... Suddenly dead silent!

Listening to the loud noise behind him, Zhang Dong did not look back.

As for Jia Pengling's answer.

It doesn't matter anymore.

A small slave, at most, is just a message to the big people who really meddle in this matter.

But Zhang Dong said it.

No matter how big or small the participation is, as long as the person involved in this matter is discovered by him......

That...!

It's killing without mercy!!

Turning a deaf ear to the words of the supreme in the world, how can such a person not die? ?

"Let them go back, and remember to wash the floor."

Zhang Dong's indifferent words came out again, and Long Meng behind him was extremely respectful.

"Yes!"

Nodding slightly, Zhang Dong walked directly in the direction of the combat vehicle, Zhang Dong in order not to let this little girl make trouble, but also for her safety.

The moment he opened the door of the combat vehicle, he directly used a few percent of his strength to knock her unconscious.

Although this method is somewhat crude.

But.

It works great.

Looking at her lying on the chair and snoring softly, Zhang Dong sighed slightly.

got up, stopped her little waist, and then... effortlessly, she gently hugged her entire weak and boneless delicate body.

Gu Yiwei's long black and smooth hair was tilted wantonly, and there were a lot of them, and they were directly blown away by the gentle autumn breeze on Zhang Dong's face, and the girl's fragrance was suddenly tilted into Zhang Dong's nasal cavity, and Gu Yiwei was even more confused, snuggled in Zhang Dong's arms.

Zhang Dong was slightly stunned.

This action... It's a bit ambiguous.

Although, in Zhang Dong's eyes, Gu Yiwei will always look like she hasn't grown up.

But be aware.

Gu Yiwei was already an adult, and snuggling in his arms like this made him feel a little uncomfortable.

in the group.

How can there be such a scene?

And around him.

Except for Long Meng, a woman, the rest are all iron-blooded warriors.

And.

He has complete sympathy for Long Meng, and he really cares about her, treating her as his own relative and sister.

So related.

How can there be a physical touch like today?

Submit.

glanced at the weak and delicate body in his arms.

There was another long sigh.

A few years ago.

When he came back with the soul dragon, that girl was just quite smart.

But just a few years have passed.

But he looks like an adult.

But.

This age, and the face of this alluring country and city.

It's also time for... Looking for the favorite Langjun.

A big girl who has not yet left the boudoir is allowed to be held by herself like this.

Something is really out of place.

Zhang Dong was very helpless and hugged her... Hurried towards his boudoir.

Pushing open the somewhat dilapidated small door, a faint fragrance directly hit Zhang Dong's nose.

This fragrance.

and the one above the girl's hair is tied out of the same door.

Zhang Dong walked to the bed and gently put her delicate body down.

Seeing that her sleep didn't seem to be affected in the slightest, Middle East smiled slightly.

Subsequently.

The quilt on the side... Cover her gently.

This kind of weather.

If you catch a cold... That's a problem.

Do all this, Zhang Dong slowly turned around.

At the moment when he stepped out of the door, Xiao Nizi, who was sleeping freely behind him, whispered quietly in her dream.

"Dad, Mom, and Brother......"

"Yiwei... I miss you ......."

Zhang Dong's pace paused slightly.

With a third sigh, he stepped out of the room and slowly closed the two wooden doors.

The autumn breeze is bleak.

Only the lonely man was left, and a little spark in his hand was burning by itself.