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Chapter 80 The Fire That Will Call

Nanchang.

Zhang Bingzhong pushed away the naked woman covering her body and looked up at the body of the woman who was responsible for the windshield. An irritability surged from his heart. One hand grabbed a woman's slender neck and exerted a little force. He broke the woman's neck.

Releasing her hand, the woman fell softly to the ground, a cloud of blood slowly pouring from the corner of her mouth...

The rest of the women did not panic because someone had died, they just stood stupidly, not daring to shake the slightest.

Since the capture of Nanchang, Zhang Bingzhong has been violent and unhappy if he doesn't kill people every day.

When I killed Wang Huaili yesterday, I am thinking about killing the wrong one...

Killing Zhou Binghui the day before yesterday is now thinking of killing wrong...

Zhang Bingzhong stood naked in the cold Nanchang wind, his mind finally recovered from the heat.

"Kill, kill, there are not many others in this world, there are so many sour scholars."

Wang Shangli, who had followed Zhang Bingzhong for many years, put on him a long gown. Zhang Bingzhong said to Wang Shangli, "How many sour scholars are still in prison?"

Wang Shangli said: "In response to your Majesty, there are still more than 3,000 Confucian scholars in Jiangxi."

"Are there anyone who compares with Wang Huaili and Zhou Binghui?"

"Yes, Zhang Zilie and Yuan Jixian are no less than Wang Huaili and Zhou Binghui."

"Hahaha"

Zhang Bingzhong laughed up to the sky, patted Wang Shangli on the shoulder and said, "I'll just say, there is no shortage of everything in this world, but there is no lack of sour scholars. Let's go, let's go and take a look. Choose a few of them to use, it's useless. Just kill them all."

Wang Shangli hesitated and said: "Your Majesty, Zhou Binghui said at the beginning that the army should not kill too much. Only in this way can our army be invincible in Hunan and attack Changsha. The Ming commander Yin Xianmin and He Yide surrendered.

The people in Hengzhou are welcome.

The attack on Yongzhou was shocked by the force of the soldiers, which caused the officers and soldiers of Nanxiong and Shaozhou counties in Guangdong to "snap into the air." The deputy patrolling Nanshao clearly caused Wang Sunlan to hang himself in fright.

In Wuling County, Changdefu, Yang Sichang's hometown, the local people were ordered by the king to kill 122 people from the Yang Sichang clan and more than 400 from the Li clan on the 20th.

Although the heads of the killers were rolling, the local people praised the king everywhere.

After we entered Jiangxi, although the army was more vigorous, it was difficult to move. Jiangxi governor Lu Daqi only relied on the courage of the country to fight us inextricably.

It took us more than a year to win Nanchang, but Pingxiang, Wuling and Yuanzhou still refused to surrender.

Your Majesty, can't kill anymore. "

Zhang Bingzhong looked at Wang Shangli and said, "What you said makes sense. Go and see. If you are willing to surrender, you won't kill."

After all, he was going to jail in a long gown.

Wang Shangli glanced at the dead body of the woman who was carried out, sighed, and hurriedly followed Zhang Bingzhong.

The Nanchang prison was full of people.

In the cell, people were crowded and people were squeezed. Some people died long ago, but they were ignored. They were still caught in the air by the crowd, and the stench was so strong that they could hardly disappear.

Wang Shangli tied his mouth and nose with a handkerchief to breathe, but Zhang Bingzhong seemed to be indifferent to the vomiting breath. He walked into the prison in stride, and shouted: "Hahahaha, Mr. Zilie, Mr. Jixian. , Zhang came late, forgive your sins, forgive your sins."

Wang Shangli was relieved to see that his majesty was humble and polite. Before coming in, he was very worried that his majesty would humiliate these scholars again.

Zhang Bingzhong yelled three times in a row, but no one agreed, and then angrily said: "Don't be shameless. Those who act like heroes in front of Grandpa are dead."

Seeing that Wang Shangli was about to suffer, he quickly called the jailer who was guarding the prison and asked: "I want you to take good care of Zhang Zilie, where is Yuan Jixian?"

The jailer gave Wang Shangli a weird look and said, "They are already dead."

"What? Already dead? Didn't I want you to take good care of you?"

The jailer said with a bitter face: "Our good life care is to let him die early and reborn early."

Wang Shangli was furious, kicked the jailer somersault with a kick, knelt in front of Zhang Bingzhong on one knee and said, "It's all the fault of the end."

Zhang Bingzhong looked at the people in Mizazaza in the prison interestingly and said to Wang Shangli: "Do you know that these Confucian scholars, whom we regard as weeds, are treasures in the eyes of that hypocritical wild boar spirit."

Wang Shangli said: "Since it is a treasure, your majesty should also treat each other with courtesy."

Zhang Bingzhong shook his head a little lonely and said: "We are not wild boar spirits. After all, this world will be his wild boar spirits. Therefore, these scholars are naturally useful.

Now, the wild boar spirit has taken the throne in Lantian, and I heard that it was selected by a group of people. Pooh!

This dog thief who dared not be!

Grandpa is just a bandit on the way, a thief, his wild boar spirit has been a gangster for many generations, until now, it seems that grandpa is the real thief, but his wild boar spirit, who is a thief in the mother's womb, has become a great hero... Also choose... I'm pooh! "

For Yun Zhao, Zhang Bingzhong was afraid from the bottom of his heart!

He is not afraid of officers and soldiers, no matter how many officers and soldiers come, he is not afraid.

He is not afraid of Li Hongji, no matter how powerful Li Hongji is at the moment, he feels that he will always have a way to deal with it.

Only for Yun Zhao, he was really scared.

He once tried to cater to Yun Zhao by bowing his head and making a small one. He thought that as long as he bowed his head, Yun Zhao’s youthful and vigorous appearance should be able to let himself go. When he was entrenched in Xiangyang, Yun Zhao faced him. At that time, he was just asking for money, and there was no joint officers and soldiers to kill his entire army in Xiangyang.

This made Zhang Bingzhong think that the trick was successful.

After escaping from Xiangyang, he chased Henan, entered Luzhou, entered Shuzhong, and fought in Hunan. Although Yun had made corresponding arrangements, in Zhang Bingzhong's view, Yun Zhao still had no idea of ​​killing them...

At the Xiangyang Conference, he originally wanted to take the initiative to elect Yun Zhao as the leader of the world gangsters. As long as everyone worked together to destroy Ming, it would not be too late to carve up the world.

It's a pity that the messenger he sent to Guanzhong was chopped off before seeing Yun Zhao... From that moment on, Zhang Bingzhong finally understood that Yun Zhao didn't want to mix with them.

Zhang Bingzhong became more angry as he thought about it, and suddenly reached out a big hand, firmly grasped a prisoner's face, yelled loudly, and forced his fingers together.

The prisoner was unavoidable and could only make a cry of "Ahhhhhh". The furious Zhang Bingzhong continued to gather his five fingers, and the five fingers slid down from the prisoner's forehead. Two fingers penetrated into the eye sockets, squeezing a pair of eyes. There was a cloud of black rice.

The thumb was forced to penetrate the skin and flesh, and the prisoner's face was torn apart with another force.

Releasing his hand, the prisoner's face drooped, and the terrified prisoner shook his face and forced a little gap in the dense crowd, jumping up and down, and he couldn't bear to listen to the screams.

Wang Shangli was stunned. The jailer was so frightened that he knelt on the ground repeatedly and said, "Your Majesty, your Majesty, please spare your life. Zhang Zilie and Yuan Jixian are not dead. They were bought by the little superior."

Wang Shangli roared and kicked the jailer and shouted: "Who did you sell it to?"

Zhang Bingzhong smiled and said, "Who else can I sell to? Wild boar spirit!"

Wang Shangli was taken aback for a moment and said: "At this time Guanzhong..."

Zhang Bingzhong seemed to have regained his former wisdom. While wiping the stains on the prisoners' hands, he smiled faintly: "Is he holding his **** meeting?

No, his eyes never left us.

We took Hunan, and he forced us to leave Hunan, and we took Jiangxi. It is estimated that he will force us to leave Jiangxi soon, so that his army can connect Hunan through Jiangxi.

Next, he must be marching into the middle of Shu and Yungui. Once he succeeds, the wild boar spirit will officially divide Daming into two, and he will occupy half of the country. We, Li Hongji, and Emperor Chongzhen will occupy half of the country.

Next, he will sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, watching us fight with Li Hongji and the Emperor Chongzhen... and he will easily take the world with the wind and the cloud when we are all defeated.

Give Gift, we can't keep Jiangxi, we can't even keep any place.

The wild boar spirit is greedy and overwhelming, he will not leave us any chance. "

Seeing what Zhang Bingzhong said, Wang Shangli nodded repeatedly and said: "Your Majesty, since we can't stay in Jiangxi, we will finally think that we must find another way as soon as possible and stay in Jiangxi. Once Yunzhao is attacked by both sides, we will die without a place to be buried. "

Zhang Bingzhong chuckled and said, "I have been prepared for a long time, giving gift. We are destined to be gangsters in our life, so let's continue to be gangsters. Yun Zhao must hope that we enter the southeast at this time.

Grandpa didn't enter the southeast, so Grandpa went to Yungui!

There are high mountains and deep valleys. As long as we deal with it carefully, Yun Zhao wants to smooth out our dreams in a short time. Even if he has occupied Yungui and we have no hiding place, the grandpas will go to Annan and Jiaozhi country. Chase grandpa to the ends of the world. "

Wang Shangli smiled and said, "Your Majesty is wise~www.wuxiaspot.com~ At the end, you will follow your Majesty to the death, even if you go to the ends of the world."

Zhang Bingzhong smiled and took the torch from the pillar and threw it on the straw in the prison. He was the first to leave the prison when he saw the fire burn.

Upon seeing this, the jailer hurriedly got up and was about to run, but Wang Shangli kicked it into the prison and threw the lantern in his hand on the straw.

Back outside the prison, tongues of fire had already emerged from the prison window.

Zhang Bingzhong watched the dark red flame licking the roof of the prison, and said somewhat disappointedly: "Anything Yun Zhao wants, we can't stay."

The flame soon enveloped the prison, and the prisoners in the prison wailed in unison, even the sound of the rumbling flame burning could not cover it.

Zhang Bingzhong smiled up to the sky and said: "All things are born to support others, and people have no virtue to repay the sky, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill..."

Wang Shangli looked at the burning prison, listened to the screams from the prison, and muttered to himself: "This is a screaming fire."

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