This guide was handed over to Zhang Jingyi lightly.

After making the will, Zhang Jingyi handed it over.

So someone quickly turned on his horse and went away.

As soon as the Emperor of the Apocalypse said this, it suddenly made people feel like a man.

Fan Yongdou's heart was already half cold.

He never expected it to be so ruthless.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse looked at the kneeling people on the ground, and said with a smile, "Do you have any other paths?" Only this in Guangchang County? I don't think so, but if there is, I'll hand them all over to me. ”

Fan Yongdou was already shocked in his heart, he was prostrate on the ground, he didn't expect that it was the emperor who came in person, and he didn't expect it...... It's so crisp and neat.

It's not like an interrogation at all, it's a crime to be punished.

Fan Yongdou walked between the Jiannu and the Mongols, and he saw a lot of unreasonable people, but he could always resolve it through his harmony, but now...... He was a little weak.

It's just that...... Fan Yongdou knew that at this point, he had no choice, so he gritted his teeth and said, "I hope Your Majesty knows, Xiaomin...... Xiaomin is really surnamed Chen, and Xiaomin did not deceive His Majesty. ”

"There's no deception, is there?" The Emperor of the Apocalypse smiled.

He stared at Fan Yongdou.

I even think it's a little funny.

He originally thought that the group of smugglers he had in mind to cause him so much trouble must be very capable, or at least a person who dared to act.

But now it seems......

At this time, the gaze of the Emperor of the Apocalypse fell on another young man kneeling on the ground.

This young man is quite similar to Fan Yongdou.

He nodded at the young man and said, "What's this person's name?" ”

"Him?" Fan Yongdou was so frightened that he didn't have time to think about it, so he blurted out: "This is Xiaomin's son, Chen Jianwen." ”

When the Emperor of the Apocalypse heard this, he smiled and said, "The name Jianwen is not good ......."

With that, he pulled out the saber on Zhang Jingyi's waist with his backhand.

Holding a knife in his hand, his backhand is a stab.

So the tip of the knife stabbed down directly and pierced into Chen Jianwen's calf.

Chen Jianwen suddenly howled.

All of this is done in one go, the Emperor of the Apocalypse likes fencing, but this sword technique is not bad.

The tip of the knife directly penetrated Chen Jianwen's calf, because it was pierced too deeply, and the tip of the knife was directly exposed from under his feet, until the tip of the knife struck the masonry on the ground.

Immediately after, blood gushed out.

Chen Jianwen tried in vain to crawl and dodge.

But as soon as he moved, the knife was torn open, so the pain was cracking, and there was a wail: "Daddy...... Father...... Daddy, save me......"

Under his legs, he was soaked in blood.

His face was distorted, and he wailed hysterically in the direction of Fan Yongdou.

Fan Yongdou was already sweating profusely in a hurry, his body was trembling, this was his son...... Now looking at the knife nailed to the ground, the painful body trembles, but every time he trembles, he is constantly tearing the knife, and the pain can be imagined.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse hooked his lips and smiled, with only a smile in his eyes, and said with indifference: "It must be very painful, Fan Yongdou, look at your son." ”

Fan Yongdou's teeth trembled, his eyes were already red, and he tried to take a deep breath: "Let him go...... Leave him alone......"

"If I let him go......" the Emperor of the Apocalypse said calmly, "Then those who died because of you, will they let me go?" My dedication to the crown prince, will it? Those slave builders with your weapons, those ghosts under the sword of the slave builders, will they be willing to let me go? After the situation in Liaodong has been erosive for decades, and the Jiannu people invaded the city and plundered the land, will they let me go of the people who have been raped and plundered? ”

"But now, you have come to beg me to spare your son? Why, your son is so valuable? So...... What about my sons, and what about the parents who have lost their children? ”

The Emperor of the Apocalypse's face gradually turned from cold to calm.

Immediately, he suddenly pulled the knife out of Fan Jianwen's calf, and then slashed it with his backhand.

The blood-stained knife slashed through the void, and then quickly cut down, and Chen Jianwen's arm was cut off alive.

Chen Jianwen died of pain, and blood arrows splattered from the huge wound.

Chen Jianwen looked down at his fallen arm, and the pain in his body was extreme, which made him exclaim: "Ahhh......hh

The Emperor of the Apocalypse didn't look back, still staring at Fan Yongdou, who was already frightened.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse continued: "You come to answer me, come and tell me that if you were me, would you let him go?" But...... Don't worry, he will never die, I will only slowly dismantle him, and so will you! Alright, now I'm going to ask you one last time...... Who are you? ”

Chen Jianwen was beside him, lost his arm, and his body fell crookedly, so he had to turn sideways, like a footless snake, desperately squirming towards Fan Yongdou. Behind him, there were streaks of blood, and he desperately shouted, "Daddy...... Father...... Help me......"

At this time, Fan Yongdou was still kneeling on the ground with his head down, he couldn't bear to look at Chen Jianwen, and the fear in his heart at this time had reached an unbelievable level.

Finally, he said with difficulty, "I...... I...... Grass Folk ...... Fan Yongdou......"

Sure enough, it was him......

Although it has long been confirmed, it is completely different from Fan Yongdou's mouth.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse sneered sarcastically, "I thought that your real surname was Chen. ”

Fan Yongdou was just like a sifting chaff, and his heart was terrified to the extreme.

At this time, the Emperor of the Apocalypse then pointed his knife at the people beside Fan Yongdou: "What is your name, what are you called?" ”

Where did this person dare to be hard-mouthed, he just lowered his head and said: "Xiaomin, Wang Dengku." ”

"What about you!" The Emperor of the Apocalypse continued: "Report your names first. ”

So the other person said in a trembling voice: "Grass people Jin Liangyu! ”

Then another person trembled, and he couldn't even straighten his tongue: "Grass people...... Grass people Wang Daewoo. ”

"What else?" Emperor Apocalypse said: "Who is the Liang guest......"

"I ...... I'm guest Liang. ”

"Xiaomin Zhai Tang."

"Xiaomin Huang Yunfa."

Seven people...... It's neat and tidy, and not a single one is missing.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse had already reveled in his heart, but his face was still aloof and cold.

He then said, "Do you know what sin you have committed?" ”

"Xiaomin...... Xiaomin ......" Fan Yongdou was already in tears, and said: "Xiaomin is just a businessman, just a businessman...... Others are businessmen, and small people are also businessmen, and small people don't know what crime they have committed. ”

People are like this, it doesn't matter if they lose their conscience or something, because people can always comfort themselves, and those who kill people often say that they blame the victim, how they were forced to kill, or they tell their grievances, pitifully saying that they are affected by their families...... And human nature is interconnected, and Fan Yongdou naturally has his own set of rhetoric.

At this time, he said: "Xiaomin has been in business for generations, what can he do heinously, Xiaomin did do some business with the Mongols and Jiannu, but ...... Your Majesty, you have to be aware of ...... These buy and sell ...... These buy and sell ...... Although it is suspected of being a thief, this is the Jiannu people themselves taking these things to kill people, what does it have to do with the small people, the small people ......"

When the Emperor of the Apocalypse heard this, his face was numb, and the knife in his hand was swung again, and he directly stabbed Chen Jianwen' on the thigh on the ground again.

Chen Jianwen is pain eased a little, and at this time, another knife entered his body, and he immediately howled again, and soon, his howling voice was weak.

"Come, you continue, I just said it, none of this has anything to do with you, you just made some deals." The Emperor of the Apocalypse looked at Fan Yongdou mockingly, stared at him tightly, and said with a smile: "I'm listening!" ”

Fan Yongdou's words had come to an abrupt end, and at this time he was so distressed that he was about to lose his breath.

This is his son, his bloodline.

So, he had no choice but to kowtow and say, "Spare your life, spare your life...... The little people were willing to offer three million taels of silver to atone for their sins. ”

So far, Fan Yongdou can only choose the last hand.

It's also what they're best at, making money.

They had taken this money and could not do anything to them, and there was hardly anyone in the world who could not be bought.

But when he said this, someone immediately burst out laughing.

The person who laughed was Zhang Jingyi, not who Zhang Jingyi wanted to mock, but ...... Suddenly, under this solemn atmosphere, I couldn't help but laugh when I suddenly heard such a joke.

Seeing Zhang Jing laughing, the Emperor of the Apocalypse couldn't help laughing.

The laughter of the two of them was not funny at all in the eyes of others, at least the ministers who followed them felt very frightened.

As for this Fan Yongdou and others, their hearts are cold.

Zhang Jingyi couldn't help but say at this time: "Three million taels of silver, what do you want to buy?" Buy your life, or your son's? Your silver originally belonged to Your Majesty, and everything you have is now owned by Your Majesty, do you think Your Majesty will scarce your three million taels of silver? ”

"No, you're wrong, what we want is not your three million taels of silver, but all your money, including your dog's life, we want it all!"

Fan Yongdou only felt chills all over his body at this time, and he almost fainted.

Thinking about the business of their own generations, the money that generations have accumulated with painstaking efforts, and now ...... Not only will it be swept away, but people will also want the lives of his entire family.

He then hurriedly said, "No, no, if I don't say it, you ...... this money You ......"

Zhang Jingyi sneered disdainfully: "Do you think that if you don't say it, your money can be brought into the coffin?" What you say, in fact, will work! At the beginning, there was a person named Tian Shenglan, who also thought so, but he was not as lucky as you, because he had only been in prison for a few days, and he revealed everything, so I want to see if you are more tough than Tian Shenglan. ”

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