"Stampon him, trample him! How can this unlucky evil star deserve to be the king of a country, he really blinded my eyes! ”

"Humph! is unproductive and stupid, where can it compare to a little finger of Brother Jun Qian?! An emperor like you is the most incompetent in history, and you deserve to be killed! ”

"The first emperor is really blind to pass on the throne to you, hum! The big cold is up and down, who doesn't want you to die! ”

A few gorgeously dressed little nobles punched and kicked a "little boy" wearing a bright yellow robe, the little boy's eyes were full of fear and cowardice, and he wanted to dodge but couldn't pull away at all, because a group of people around her surrounded her to death, and she could only let others slaughter her, with tears on her face, constantly begging for mercy, whimpering and whimpering, and her body was bruised and purple.

On the high platform not far away, a man in an ink coat stood in the wind, like a proud emperor, his dark eyes locked the scene here, and there were no waves.

The guard on the side asked tentatively, "Lord Wang, do you really don't care?" He's the king of a country, and if he's bullied to death—"

Feng Jun's thousand eyes were deep: "He can't die." ”

"Huh?" The guards clearly didn't understand what that meant.

Before he could figure it out, Feng Junqian said coldly: "Since he is the identity of the king of a country, he should have the momentum of the king of a country, and even these few people can bully him, so he doesn't want this throne." ”

The voice is low and good, but the words spoken are extremely cold, revealing the chill of Sensen.

The guards shuddered, raised their eyes and glanced over there, secretly praying for the little emperor, born in the royal family, and standing in a high position, if there can be no ruthless means, just blindly cowardly, it is doomed to a miserable fate, even if it is the regent, he will never care about the incompetent.

Yan Yu's head hurt like tearing, she had just completed a killer mission, and she was tired from thirteen days of sniping, and she was about to go back to sleep comfortably when she stepped on the mine she had planted earlier······

The world's number one killer actually died in his own hands! It's a shame!

But I can't blame her for being too distracted at the time, she didn't tidy up her makeup for a minute or a second for thirteen days, let her see if her delicate face is as beautiful as ever, and the first thing she did when the task was completed was to take out the mirror to touch up her makeup, and then, there was no more.

But a feeling of pain pulled back her thoughts, she opened her eyes with difficulty, only to see a group of little children punching and kicking around her, wiping, what is the situation?

When an inexplicable foot kicked straight on her chest, Yan Yu was completely furious, grabbed the foot with her backhand and twisted it vigorously, and then heard a "click" sound, accompanied by a heart-rending female voice, it should be a fracture, Yan Yu almost rolled over, and knocked the girl who had just stepped on her chest to the ground.

Yan Yu half-squatted on the ground, grabbed her shirt with one hand, and slapped her face with the other, scolding while fanning: "Rub, you are responsible for stepping on your sister's breasts, stepping on your sister's breasts?" Envy sister pure natural 36D, isn't it? Envy yourself to pad silicone! Stepping on other people's breasts deserves a lifetime of flat chests! ”

Everyone was silent for a while, and almost all of the audience looked at Yan Yu with a stunned look, the little emperor is this, his brain is pumping? !

Even the guard beside Feng Junqian not far away, a fierce man, was so frightened that his legs and stomach were weak when he saw such a scene, and he almost fell down, what kind of situation is this?!

Feng Junqian frowned, and his dark eyes were dyed with a complex meaning.