Chapter 912, hello, scumbag
"I just don't know how far the future has reached compared to what I have seen and heard. And the vision, which is equivalent to half a telepathy......"
Until now, Zhang Han's domineering appearance has no sign of a breakthrough in predicting the future, except for the wide range, and he may be able to stimulate him and deduce what he has seen and heard to a higher level.
With the strength shown by the decapitation of Zanke in the original book, such a conjecture may fall into vain, but it is better than nothing.
Anyway, being idle is idle, so be a hero and eliminate harm for the people!
In the middle of the night, a blood-colored moon hung high in the sky, and the streets were brightly lit, but there were almost no pedestrians. Only the tense members of the garrison scouted the streets, looking for suspicious people.
During this time, in addition to Zhang Han's continuous slaughter of dozens of nobles and the shock of the entire imperial capital, the beheading of Zanke was also not far behind, and every night he crawled out of hell like a ghost to forage for food, and dozens of people had died at his hands.
Among them, the security team members accounted for at least 30%.
Such a reckless serial of murders completely angered the ruling elites, and before that, the minister Earnest gave a death order to be caught and beheaded Zanke in a short time.
Speaking of this benevolent brother, it is also a tragedy.
Beheading Zank was originally an executioner in the largest prison in the imperial capital, specializing in the high-level work of beheading.
Originally, this job was not too difficult, and it paid well, and even some criminals who were executed, in order to make him go more easily and less painfully, their families would secretly bribe Zonke, and there was a lot of oil and water.
It's just that since the minister Earnest coerced the Son of Heaven to order the princes, there have been more and more opposition forces that have been cleared by him, and the number of 'criminals' who need to be executed has increased exponentially.
The psychological stress of decapitating Zonker and cutting off the heads of those people day after day gradually accumulates until it eventually ...... Something is wrong with his spirit!
Gradually, the prisoners in the prison could no longer satisfy his growing desires, so they stole the prison warden's imperial tools and ran outside to attack the people to satisfy his perverted and bloodthirsty desires.
The experience of beheading Zank is the most realistic microcosm of the entire imperial capital.
Under the shroud of the Iron Curtain, many people may have been perverts in the first place, and they are like fish in water in this environment, but more often than not, they are like Zonke, who are forced to become perverts by reality.
At the top of a tower, the beheading Zanke bowed slightly, and the farsightedness of the emperor's five-vision omnipotence on his forehead had been turned on, like the eyes of a monster, looking around at the prey of the night.
"With the advent of serial killers in the streets, and the recently risen to fame in white, the city has become a dangerous hell...... Pleasant, pleasant! ”
With the Emperor's five visions and omnipotence, observers, large and small events happening in the imperial capital, it is difficult to escape Zanke's eyes. In addition, when Zhang Han slaughtered those nobles, he did not hide his identity at all, so it was not surprising that he was recognized.
"So, what should we do with that head?"
Zonke used his farsightedness to constantly look at the two-person Night Raid team, continuously changing perspectives, and finally stopped at Tazmi.
"Eager eyes full of mission...... Admire, admire! It's decided, let's start with you! ”
On the other side, Zhang Han unfolded his domineering look, instantly enveloping the entire imperial capital.
At this moment, countless miserable howls and reverie-inducing moans came into his mind, which made him feel very irritated, and he forcibly tried to kill the nobles, carefully searched for traces of the beheading of Zank, and it was not long before he found him in a small square in the middle of nowhere.
At this moment, Tazmi was lured by Zonk's vision and came to the square step by step. However, when he arrived here, Shayou, the childhood sweetheart in his field of vision, immediately became a tall and strange-looking man.
Knowing that it was the rumored serial killer who lured him here, Tazmi, who beheaded Zank and had a collapsed sense of justice, immediately drew his sword and fought with the other party.
Facing the emperor who saw all his moves, within a few rounds of fighting, Tazmi fell into the disadvantage, and a few bloody wounds appeared on his body.
If it weren't for the decapitation of Zank and the torture he wanted before killing him, Tazmi would have been a dead man. Still, the situation is precarious.
"I really admire myself, every attack can make you hurt just right, pleasant, pleasant!"
Just as the decapitator Zank hit Tazmi's self-confidence with his mouth cannon, a golden flash of light bounced back and forth on the walls of the houses on either side of the street, appearing next to the two in the blink of an eye.
Looking closely, the flash just now instantly turned into a red-haired man dressed in white.
"There's another guy who can't wait to die, is today my lucky day? Pleasant, pleasant ......"
The beheading Zanke recognized the identity of the white-clothed god of death, but without the slightest timidity, he was full of confidence in his own strength and the emperor's tool.
Zhang Han glanced at the scum rice curiously, because of the almost upheaving of Hill and others at home, he now has infinite admiration and admiration for the men who open the harem.
Although the scum rice only opened the harem for a few months, and finally ran out of character and died, I have to admit that in the few months that he opened the harem, those girls didn't even have the slightest intention of competing for favor.
Zhang Han's eyes were hot at this point, and he couldn't wait to step forward immediately and ask for advice.
"Hello, scum...... Oh, Tazmi, my name is Zhang Han. Zhang Han stretched out his hand to the other party in a friendly manner, but his jealousy was almost revealed between his words.
Zhang Han's arrival was tantamount to a savior for Tazmi, who was brutally beheaded and tortured by Zanke, and involuntarily shook hands in the face of the other party's warm smile.
I didn't think about how the other party knew his name.
"I have a question that I have always wanted to ask you, what should you do if there are several beautiful women who like you, and you like them at the same time, and you don't want them to fight?"
Zhang Han was like a schoolboy in the past, and reverently discussed with the scumbag how to maintain the harmony of the Crystal Palace.
"Huh? This one...... At the moment, I don't have a favorite yet. ”
Tazmi didn't expect Zhang Hanfu to ask such a strange question as soon as they met, and he was stunned for a while, stammering.
The beheading Zanker, who was miserably ignored, was greatly annoyed and forcibly searched for a sense of existence, "Guys like you with firm eyes, I'm afraid it will be more pleasant to beg for mercy......"
"I'm talking about what ifs."
Zhang Han ignored Zank again and patiently reminded Tazmi.
Asking this kind of question during a fight, the style of painting is really a bit miserable, and Tazmi's head is a mess, and he can't answer it after a long time. ()
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