The Reborn Lao Tzu Is the Emperor

Chapter 1687 Kneeling and begging for mercy
Of course, these are not the most important right now.The important thing is that this guy who seems to have a good family background and also has high martial arts skills can threaten his life at any time.

Mr. Geng's eyeballs shrank violently, and he didn't hang on his face the self-esteem and pride that the yamen regarded as their lives. Unexpectedly, he kowtowed and said: "Heroes, spare your life, heroes, spare your life..."

It seems that most of the yamen said that it is okay to hit their people, but it is not okay to hit their faces. This sentence is actually quite watery.

Between life, face, and family glory, the vast majority will choose the former.They said they would choose the latter because they had never encountered such a situation.

Guys like Mr. Geng, who live under the roots of the huge imperial city and seem to be able to show off their power, are actually ready to be trampled on in their hearts.It's just that today it came out a bit beyond his expectation.Because the ones stepping on him now are the guys from the outer city who he thought he could be sure of, not those big yamen in the city who have a sky-high background and can make him willingly subdue.

Unexpected is unexpected, Mr. Geng's begging for mercy is still very natural, without the slightest sloppy.

He probably didn't know how many times he had simulated and practiced such movements in his mind.

Hard when it should be hard, soft when it should be soft.This is the truth that all the yamen except those big yamen who are in the imperial city must understand.

Even Zhao Dongting couldn't help being slightly taken aback by Mr. Geng's behavior.

He really didn't expect that this guy would be so quick to surrender and beg for mercy.

Shouldn't a yamen like this guy in front of him be yelling about which wealthy compound he came from even if he was put on his neck with a knife, and that if he touched half a hair of his hair, no one would even want to leave Changsha City?

Zhao Dongting still still remembers that when he stepped on Li Jun's son in Leizhou, even though the yamen was tied to a pillar, he still kept clamoring and domineering!
He suddenly felt a little dull.

This guy really has no blood at all.

After the girls were slightly astonished, they covered their mouths and smiled lightly.

Zhao Dongting used Qinglong to absorb water, and sucked a Yanling saber that had been dropped by some unlucky man on the ground into his hand, and held it in front of him, staring at him with no calm and domineering Mr. Geng on his face. He said indifferently: "You can enter the office of the social security office and go back to your own home, and you can also let this..." He glanced at Fei Zuo who was sitting on the main seat, not only pale, but numb from the chest down. "Let this Tonghua catcher who has a lot of say in Yanhe Street treat you politely, and spare no effort to help you build momentum and handle affairs. It should be a difficult family background, right? Just begging for mercy? I'm not afraid of being laughed at if it spreads in the future." die?"

The corner of Mr. Geng's mouth twitched, he smiled embarrassingly, unable to answer.

But I was cursing in my heart, your **** knife was on my neck, and several arresters were pushed out of the house by your arrogance, and they haven't gotten up until now. If you don't beg for mercy, are you looking for death?

Far water cannot save near fire.

Mr. Geng doesn't think that even if someone informs his family at this time, he can save himself from the knife in front of him.

And more importantly, it seems that there is no such perverted guy with force value in the family.

Horizontally afraid of being stunned, stunned for fear of dying.

Mr. Geng didn't have much thought of resisting anymore, he knew that he would definitely be eaten to death.

He despises these Jianghu people who lick blood at the knife edge the most, and at the same time fears these people the most.It really annoys them, anyone can do something that dares to pull the emperor off his horse.

Of course it's not worth it for him.

How precious is his life?
Zhao Dongting patted Mr. Geng's Bai Nen's cheek with the back of the knife, "Tell me about any high-ranking officials in your family, and see if I can change my mind, or I will cut off your head."

Mr. Geng suddenly changed color.

Even Xu Fuxing, who was next to him, changed slightly, startled by Zhao Dongting's words.

Now that the court's legal system is perfect, no one dares to easily say that someone's head will be chopped off.What is the origin of this young man?
He was still grateful to Zhao Dongting for helping him and the girl out of the siege, and he didn't plan to get out of the matter, saying: "I'm proficient in killing people, let me do it!"

Zhao Dongting was slightly stunned, and then he handed the knife to Xu Fuxing, "Then I have to thank Senior Xu."

He smiled, as if it would not be a big deal to cut off Mr. Geng's head.

Mr. Geng was so frightened that he almost peed, and said: "No, no! My grandfather is Geng Jianbi, the left servant of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, and my father is Geng Sisi, a doctor of Taizhong! You can't kill me! You can't kill me! !"

He was really scared.

Xu Fuxing's aura was far less turbulent than Zhao Dongting's, but that murderous aura was like the most bone-piercing cold wind in the cold winter, which could penetrate directly into his heart.

Mr. Geng knew that this guy definitely had the guts to kill him, and even more so.

Leaving aside his identity as the grandson of the left servant of the Ministry of Justice, in fact, he is no different from ordinary people, or even worse.You can't pick your shoulders, and you can't carry them with your hands.

"waste."

Zhao Dongting spit out two words, and then he said to himself: "The Geng family really has no successors. Geng Shilang went around with the court back then, but he was born as a scholar, but he was born with a lot of murderous intent in the army. , the number of Yuan thieves killed with your own hands is no less than that of many military generals. Your father, Geng Sisi, can be regarded as a tiger father and no dog son. Although the first half of his life was mediocre, he became a blockbuster after the reform of the imperial examination. He has his own views on political reform. Heh, how did your generation become such a waste? Did Geng Si spend his ordinary time thinking about how to reform the country, and forgot what he taught you?"

There was no trace of blood on Mr. Geng's face.

Bang!

On the main seat in the hall, Catcher Fei who always seemed to be in a daze also slid off his seat and sat down on the ground.

Xu Fuxing frowned slightly and looked at Zhao Dongting, then glanced at Le Chan and other girls, his suspicion became more and more intense.

Mr. Geng stammered: "You, who are you? How can you be so clear about my grandfather and my father?"

He knew that this time it must be planted.

The background of this guy in front of him is absolutely unimaginable.

It is true that there are young people in the imperial city who know the name of his grandfather, but there are not many who know the name of his father.

The most important thing is that Zhao Dongting keeps saying Geng Shilang and Geng Siliang, which is really frightening.

Mr. Geng felt that this guy's parents or grandparents must be officials of the second rank or above, otherwise it would be impossible to have such confidence.

But whose cub is he?
He has seen all the big yamen in the imperial city, but there is no such person.That can only be outside the city.

Could it be the direct descendant of a transfer envoy?Or, is it the nephew of a marshal-level general of the General Military Region?

(End of this chapter)