"Xiang Yuwang's crime is unforgivable, and I have decided to put him to death."

It was the first time that Zhang Junlin took the initiative to torture and kill someone.

But this is a self-inflicted and deserved end.

"Ling Chi? When did my Western Chu captives ever be treated like this? ”

Xiang Yuwang thought that Zhang Junlin was scaring him, and he was still shouting hard.

"Nope! You can't put me to death! I'm the general of Xichu, you can't use lynching! ”

As soon as this remark came out.

All the South Vietnamese present looked at Xiang Yuwang with even more hatred.

He was so righteous and arrogant that Zhang Junlin had to lament that his knowledge of torture was limited.

If he knew that the punishment was more painful than Ling Chi, he would definitely take another form of punishment.

He ignored Xiang Yuwang, who was pulling Xi Chu's tiger skin and shouting at him, but looked into the crowd and asked loudly, "Is there an executioner in charge of execution?" ”

Ling Chi is a technical job.

Zhang Junlin didn't know if others could do it, anyway, it was impossible for him to reach the point where a thousand cuts could still guarantee the life of a sinner.

"Small...... I've done it before, maybe you can give it a try. ”

Out of the crowd was a one-eyed old man.

Seeing that Zhang Junlin's gaze was fixed on the blind eye he had lost, he smiled.

"The little one was blinded by the machete on the ground when he was an executioner, and then he never did this kind of thing in his life, and he also vowed not to use a knife in this life, but the little one is willing to be an executioner again today!"

I swore not to do it for the sake of peace of conscience.

Now the knife is also for the sake of conscience.

Zhang Junlin bowed his hand to the old man.

"There is labor."

"Don't dare, don't dare ......"

The old man was startled, and hurriedly returned the salute, and his heart was very moved.

When the other local people saw the rumored His Royal Highness the Prince, they really didn't have the habit of putting up a shelf as rumored, and all they thought about were considering them, and when the materials for the high platform arrived, they didn't need to be greeted at all, and they all started to work spontaneously.

"Stop!"

Xiang Yuwang saw the old man sharpening his knives, saw the rows of reflective cold light, and thought that these different knives would penetrate into different parts of his body, and his teeth were knocking.

"You big dogs! Blatantly killing General Xichu, you are a provocation to Xichu, Your Majesty knows, you will definitely take revenge on you Nanyue, let you Nanyue destroy the country, and slaughter you all! ”

Syllable!

I don't know where the rotten egg came from and smashed it on Xiang Yuwang's face.

Xiang Yuwang had already seen that someone wanted to hit him, but he wanted to hide at this time but couldn't dodge, he could only see rotten eggs smashed on his forehead, dripping down his cheeks and into his mouth.

A fishy stench made him almost vomit the overnight meal in his stomach, and he glared viciously at the child who threw the rotten eggs, and turned his head to curse at Zhang Junlin.

"Zhang Junlin, don't think it's easy to kill me Liwei, there is no impermeable wall in the world, if you don't take my Western Chu Kingdom in your eyes, even if you become the emperor of Nanyue now, sooner or later the rivers and mountains of Nanyue will change hands!"

"Oh? Is it? It doesn't matter, before the South Yue country changes hands, I can let your head change hands first. ”

In terms of fighting, Zhang Junlin will not lose to Xiang Yuwang.

In terms of verbal combat, he will not lose to a subordinate prisoner.

"You! You are pulling the entire South Vietnamese country to mess around, and you don't care about the life and death of the South Vietnamese people more than Zhang Chengqian! ”

Xiang Yuwang tried to use the pros and cons to dispel Zhang Junlin's murderous intentions towards him.

It's a pity.

He miscalculated the situation in the countries at this time.

"Xiang Yuwang, don't say that you died at my hands, even if Qiu Yan comes and dies, Mi Duo will not say a word of justice for you, people go to tea and cool, he will even say that you are because of personal enmity or family hatred, and deliberately use the name of Western Chu to lead the Japanese to enter the coastal area of South Vietnam to cause chaos, and take the opportunity to raid the Xiang family and confiscate the Xiang family's army."

"Impossible!"

Xiang Yuwang's firm gaze revealed a clear stupidity.

"Your Majesty can't care about my life or death!"

"Also, it is absolutely impossible for General Qiu to die at your hands!"

Boy.

Zhang Junlin thought to himself: I didn't say that I killed Qiu Yanlai.

He wanted to, but he didn't have that ability yet.

"Believe it or not, anyway, you can rest assured to die, and the next thing, I hope you can witness it with your own eyes in the sky, whether your majesty will seek justice for you, or splash dirty water on you."

After Zhang Junlin finished speaking, he tore off a rag from Xiang Yuwang's body and stuffed it tightly into Xiang Yuwang's mouth.

lest Xiang Yuwang suddenly come back to his senses, and then come to a big drama like Queen Chen, biting her tongue and committing suicide.

"Mmmm......mmmm

Xiang Yuwang struggled to spit out the rags.

Zhang Junlin thought that there was still some time before he really started, so he simply slashed the back of Xiang Yuwang's neck with a knife palm, knocking the person unconscious.

Although it was scary to sharpen the knife Huo Huo and wait to be slaughtered, the object he wanted to scare was not Xiang Yuwang.

He just wanted Xiang Yuwang to experience a little bit of the pain of the people of Linhai City, and the fear needed to be tasted by these living pirates.

"I heard that you Dongying have a lot of murder tricks, but in fact, I am quite proficient in this kind of thing, but I am just a person who raises a butcher's knife to his own kind, there is no need to be so cruel, do you say?"

The interpreter spoke to the eight surviving widows, and they nodded their heads in fright, for fear that it would be them who would be killed.

How could Zhang Junlin not know their thoughts.

"However, I really don't have a good impression of you widows, I believe that the people present hate you no less than they do for this Western Chuxiang general, so let's think about what necessity you have to live, don't worry, think slowly, just think clearly before Xiang Yuwang dies."

“……”

“……”

After listening to the translation, the pirates looked at each other.

Then they scrambled to kowtow to Zhang Junlin and apologize.

"We were wrong! We really know that we are wrong! We will never dare to come to South Vietnam again! I beg Your Majesty of South Vietnam to spare us! ”

It is impossible to spare oneself.

Zhang Jun said in his heart: If it weren't for the use of keeping you, you wouldn't even have a chance to say this.

"It seems that they still can't understand what I mean, it's okay, it's still a long time, you guys slowly come to their senses."

Zhang Junlin didn't mean to fight with this group of would-be robbers at all, and beckoned to Qi Jigong.

"Your Majesty! The end will be! ”

Qi Jigong hurriedly stepped forward with a twelve-point spirit, and seriously looked at the new emperor in front of him, who saved his life when he met for the first time and made him unforgettable for the rest of his life.

Zhang Junlin was startled by the sudden loud voice, and when he saw Qi Jigong's tense face and a posture of fighting to the death with someone, he reminded him with tears and laughter.

"I know you're there, you don't have to shout so loudly."

“……”

"Do you have pen and paper? I want to write a letter to the Emperor of Northern Qi. ”

"Your Majesty is worried that Western Chu will come and wants to ask for support from Northern Qi?"

Qi Jigong had heard that Empress Moqing had a very personal relationship with the monarch of Northern Qi Xiao, but Empress Mo had been dead for many years, and Northern Qi was not necessarily able to compete with Western Chu for His Majesty.

"Help? Support? No, no, no. ”

Zhang Junlin had a sly smile of schadenfreude on his face.

"I want to find out if Uncle Xiao has taken advantage of the fire to rob."

Knowing this, he was able to decide how long the surviving would-be wouldn't live.

……

Northwest Theater.