Chapter 15: The Scarlet Curtain Rises

"Does anyone speak Chinese!?"

After unwillingly kicking the corpse under his feet, Zhu Zhanyan turned around, his face full of anger.

Originally, he had already set the script for this time, and at least it should not change in the near future.

Now it's okay, the two actors are gone, and the perfect script is all ruined, not to mention, it's become a joke!

How can this keep him from being angry?

"Does no one speak Chinese?" Seeing that no one answered, Zhu Zhanyan's eyes narrowed.

Now everyone knows that this nine-year-old is dangerous.

"I ...... I would ......."

A trembling voice sounded, and it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Oh?" The corners of Zhu Zhanyan's mouth curled, revealing a soft smile.

However, in the next second, the nine-year-old said cold words that made people fall into an ice cave.

"You didn't come out when you first shouted, how did you come out now? Don't you think I'm so fooled!? ”

As these words came out, the smile on Zhu Zhanyan's face disappeared instantly and turned cold.

"Zhu Ling!"

"Yes!"

Qiang~

The long knife was unsheathed, and the blade reflected the cold light in the sun.

In the next second, the cold light flashed, and a life passed away quietly.

Not even a scream could be uttered.

"Now, is there anyone else who wants to talk?" Zhu Zhanyan took out his handkerchief and wiped the blood that had been splashed on his body, and his tone was cold.

The scene was silent again, and everyone didn't dare to move casually, because they were now confused.

They didn't know if Zhu Zhanyan wanted them to say it or didn't want them to say it.

"It seems that everyone wants to speak." Zhu Zhanyan sighed and shook his head with a little disappointment.

"Zhu Ling!"

"Yes!"

Qiang~

The familiar voice sounded again, and everyone kneeling on the ground shuddered involuntarily at the sound of this voice.

"I say! I say! ”

Finally, there were still people who couldn't withstand the pressure, and crawled forward for a long time, almost reaching Zhu Zhanyan's feet.

Bite~

The sharp blade plunged straight into the earth, and the sound of hitting the hard object caused the man to stop his movements and swallow subconsciously.

"Oh?" Zhu Zhanyan squatted down with interest and looked at the person in front of him.

"I've killed one of them just now, you still have to come out, it seems that you really have something to say."

"Then you can say it, I hope I am satisfied."

As soon as Zhu Zhanyan said this, the eyes of the people kneeling on the ground were glowing, and there was an emotion called longing in their eyes.

At this moment, they wished that the person who had just crawled out was them.

However, there is only one chance.

"Good! Good ......" The man who mustered up his courage was finally rewarded, and he hurriedly told everything he knew, like pouring beans from a bamboo tube, and did not dare to hide it in the slightest.

"Well, that's good, that's good......" Zhu Zhanyan nodded with satisfaction, which made the man breathe a sigh of relief.

However, Zhu Zhanyan only used one sentence to make his heart hang in his throat again.

"However, this is just your side of the story......" Zhu Zhanyan calmly pulled out the saber from Zhu Ping's waist next to him, and that calm appearance made everyone tremble.

"Does anyone want to contradict him?"

Everyone swallowed again, because they couldn't figure out what Zhu Zhanyan wanted them to say now, let alone what they had to do to survive.

But what the man was saying was already all that their guards knew, and there was nothing wrong with it, so what were they supposed to do?

Stand up and refute it, and then make a fuss?

No way, they know very well that the lie will not be concealed for long, and if it is exposed in the future, the end will definitely be even worse.

If you tell the truth, you may die, but if you lie, the result will definitely be worse than death!

What Zhu Zhanyan had done before had completely frightened them, and they had no doubt that Zhu Zhanyan had a way to make them unable to survive or die.

"Isn't there anyone against it?" Zhu Zhanyan was very disappointed and inserted the saber back into Zhu Ping's scabbard, seemingly disappointed.

But his actions made the people kneeling on the ground breathe a sigh of relief.

"Zhu Ling, let people take it away." Zhu Zhanyan waved his hand, his face full of dissatisfaction.

It seems that he was disappointed that he did not find an excuse to kill.

Seeing that they had escaped, the people kneeling on the ground all breathed a long sigh of relief, and even kept kowtowing to thank him.

What they don't know, however, is that what awaits them next is not forgiveness, but an even more terrible hell.

Jinyiwei's Zhaojiao is terrifying in this era, and it can even achieve the effect of stopping children's night crying.

"Commander Zheng." Seeing that everyone had been taken away, Zhu Zhanyan turned his head to look at Zheng He, who had been accompanying him here.

"The matter has been completed, and the rest of the things are not needed by the treasure ship, so I won't trouble Commander Zheng."

"Commander Zheng is burdened with the heavy responsibility of going to sea, and it is already inappropriate to delay for such a long time, but now that the wind is calm, it is better for Commander Zheng to set off early."

"I hope that when Commander Zheng returns, this son will still be able to pick up the wind for Commander Zheng in Yingtianfu."

"His Royal Highness the Prince is serious." Zheng He glanced at Zhu Zhanyan deeply, his eyes full of jealousy.

He is Zhu Di's person, not sent by the Han King, nor is he a princeling, but if he has to choose one, then he will definitely choose the prince.

But now, Zhu Zhanyan's performance made him a little shaken.

However, this vacillation quickly disappeared.

Seeing Zheng He go away, looking at the soldiers who followed Zheng He on board, a smile of relief appeared in Zhu Zhanyan's eyes.

He has succeeded, he has successfully sent the people he has cultivated in the past two years into the treasure fleet, although there are only more than a hundred people, but this is enough.

These more than 100 people are enough to change the pattern of the world.

"Let's go." Watching the treasure ship leave, Zhu Zhanyan also lowered his head and kicked the corpse in front of him.

"Cut off this man's head and take it away."

The head of the second son of the Qian family in the southeast sea will be of great use in the future, and it will be a waste to stay here.

A gust of sea breeze gently blew through the bloody breath away from the Yellow Reef Mountain, as if to tell others what was happening here.

However, the breeze was silent, and no one could understand its meaning.

Some of the people who knew what was going on here were about to leave the Ming Dynasty and would not return until a year or even two years later, and the other part were the people assigned to Zhu Zhan by the current Yongle Emperor.

They were all from the 3,000 battalions, from the three guards of Uliangha, and what happened along the coast had nothing to do with them.

Boarding the boat, Zhu Zhanyan looked up at the sky, looked at the gloomy sky in the distance, and muttered to himself.

"Black clouds crush the city, the curtain opens......"

"Hopefully, I can hold it......"