"Kill Yang Lian!!"

Wang Qi's roar echoed above the official roads outside Xuzhou.

To this day, no one would think that Wang Qi would kill an official of the court on the street, let alone be an important minister of the court?

This is also the confidence of Yang Lian and others to dare to wait for Wang Qi here with official missions.

After all, from the rise of Liaodong to the present day, it is not like being invincible on the battlefield, at least above the court, this Duke of Qi is known for his forbearance and power calculation.

Never on the surface, with Donglin or any other party in a head-on conflict.

Killing people in the street?

You must know that even Han Yi, who is the most antagonistic to Wang Qi, when he died, Wang Qi also used the chaotic people Bailian and others as shields.

Therefore, today's matter, Yang Lian's plan is that as long as Wang Qi does not have the iron heart to turn against the imperial court, with more than 100 officials, Yang Lian is confident that he will take Wang Qi down in Xuzhou Mansion, and then take action.

But at this moment, Yang Lian, who spit blood in his mouth and was supported by others, couldn't even stand steadily, was in a trance.

Look at the more than ten guards around Wang Qi, which one didn't crawl out of the sea of corpses and blood?

Everyone has a long knife in their hand, a bow and crossbow on their back, and the quiver on the side of the horse never shows any mercy to the enemy.

More than 100 officials were beaten on the chopping board in front of Wang Qi's ten-man guards, like chickens or quails, and between breaths, the victory or defeat of the battlefield had already been decided.

Even, Wang Shouxin and the two guards did not make a move, with the remaining eight people, armed with long knives and crossbows, they had already killed more than 100 officials without leaving a piece of armor and one by one.

Plop!

The last official just wanted to escape, but was pierced through the heart by a Liaodong soldier, and he fell to the ground between breaths, splashing a cloud of smoke and dust.

"It's really a killing ring," beside the official road, countless onlookers were already in a dream.

Until yesterday, everyone wanted to know what kind of turmoil and bloodshed the entire Jiangsu and Nanjing officialdom would be when Wang Qi arrived in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

But no one could have expected that Wang Qi would dare to kill him directly outside Xuzhou City.

More than 100 officials, a stick of incense did not take time, all of them fell to the ground, and none of them survived.

"It's over, the Ming Dynasty is coming to an end," some onlookers muttered to themselves, as if they had seen a scene of wind and fire in the Ming Dynasty in the near future.

At this moment, looking at the official errand in front of him who had been cleaned up like a chicken, Yang Lian was in a trance.

With more than ten people, you can have such power, let alone hundreds of thousands?

If Wang Qi is a little anti-minded, and gives an order, wouldn't the mountains and rivers of Daming be reversed?

Looking at Wang Qi, who turned over and dismounted and walked slowly, Yang Lian knew that it was too late, and Wang Qi at this time had no one to suppress.

Seeing Wang Qi coming slowly, all the officials who were still around Yang Lian were shocked and retreated, and almost no one dared to look at Wang Qi.

"Wang Qi Guogong, what do you want to do?" Xu Liangyan, the waiter of the Ministry of Works, took a step tremblingly, pointed at Wang Qi with his finger, and said in a trembling voice: "You killed people on the street today, and you are still guilty, if you kill again, even if the saint is on the side, no one can save you!" ”

Click!

Wang Qi stopped one step away, first glanced at Yang Lian, and then moved his gaze, stopped at Xu Liangyan, and said softly: "What's your name?" ”

"If you don't change your name, you won't change your surname! Nanjing Ministry of Works, Xu Liangyan! Xu Liangyan endured the fear in his heart, and almost returned with trembling teeth.

Poof!!

As soon as Xu Liangyan's words fell, a flower suddenly appeared in front of him, as if a white light flashed.

Well?

In the next moment, Xu Liangyan felt a slight chill in his neck, and at the same time, his breathing was a little unsmooth, and when he wanted to look down, suddenly the world was spinning, his head and body were separated, and he had fallen from his neck.

Gollum.

Xu Shilang's head rolled around on the ground, stained with blood, and his eyes were still round and open, as if he hadn't reacted to why he died suddenly?

Scold!

Wang Shouxin withdrew the long knife from its scabbard, his face expressionless.

"Thick burial," Wang Qi ordered, and then withdrew his gaze to look at Yang Lian anew.

"You have come this far after all," Yang Lian was already fearless at the moment, and when Xu Liangyan died on the side, this iron-blooded imperial historian didn't even blink his eyes: "The old man really didn't leave!" ”

Looking at Yang Lian, who was so pedantic, Wang Qi felt a little funny, how could he be forced to this point, you Yang Lian is not forced at all?

"Lord Yang, what do you think, Wang has never been interested," Wang Qi smiled and said.

"In the world, the virtuous live in it!" Yang Lian was not afraid of Wang Qi's might, and this imperial historian straightened up, like a green pine, almost equal to the momentum of Wang Qi's mountain.

Shaking his head, without answering Yang Lian's words, Wang Qi walked directly past Yang Lian.

"Wang Qi, don't you want to say anything? Do you think that strong soldiers and strong horses can win the world? Your abacus, everyone in the world knows! Even the emperor has begun to take precautions against you, the general trend of the world, it is not you a martial artist, you can reach out and fiddle at will! It doesn't matter if the old man dies today, but the world can't be corrupted by a martial artist like you! ”

Looking at Wang Qi's back, Yang Lian's face was angry, obviously Wang Qi did not kill himself, which made the arrogant imperial doctor a little unwilling.

Yes, not reconciled.

Man is this complex animal.

Some people want to survive in order to finally achieve their ideals.

Some people want to die to achieve supreme fame.

Yang Lian is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of being taken lightly and morality.

"Shaft, dare to despise the old man!" Yang Lian pointed to Wang Qi's distant back, and his body trembled.

Click!

Wang Qi stood still, turned his face sideways and said softly: "Whatever, if you want to die, just die, if you don't want to die, you can live to see how I overturn the world." ”

Yang Lian?

It's just a Confucian.

Dead or alive, Wang Qi really doesn't care.

Wang Qi left, leaving Xuzhou Mansion with more than ten personal guards, leaving only more than 100 corpses and Yang Lian, who was already in a state of madness, on the official road.

Countless spies and secret guards have already begun to act, and it won't be long before everyone knows that from now on, the world is really going to be overturned.

The emperor who is far away in the capital, and the cabinet ministers will also get this news.

"The eldest husband is alive, and he should be such a person!" Among the onlookers, a man who was eight feet tall and had an open-minded mouth was angry.

"Luo Gouzi," the man with a red scarf around his neck smiled, and his dark pupils glowed: "You and I are cheap like pigs and dogs, and we are not worthy of comparing with such characters." ”

"Brother Gao, it's not your style to be with people for a long time, you say that even if you are as cheap as a pig and a dog, you can kill a brilliant sky!" Hearing his companion's answer, Luo Ru was a little surprised.

"Let's survive first," Gao Yingxiang wiped the sweat from his palm, his back was already soaked, and the scene made his body and mind deeply shocked.

"Let's go, Wang Ziyong is still waiting for us in Zhao's shop." Gao Yingxiang walked away, the breeze blew, and he only felt a burst of coldness in his body.

(End of chapter)