The whole nation exploded, the battlefield of all ethnic groups

Chapter 150 The Wrath of the Lord, Flowing Blood into a River

Zhen Jian was very annoyed, very annoyed.

On his first day in office, someone dared to challenge his authority.

In his territory, without his permission, he dared to open a warehouse to prepare food without his permission. This is completely disregarding him, the Black Eagle Lord!
After Chen Wei reported the matter to him, he consciously stood at the door and waited.

He has already clearly felt the Lord Lord's anger. As for the supervision placed by the four major warlords, he will probably be severely punished!
Zhen Jian sat in the hall of the headquarters with a gloomy expression.

Originally, he had already planned to meet those short-sighted guys in person.

But Ding Yao who was sitting next to her suddenly said, "Don't you think this is a good opportunity?"

"Opportunity?"

Zhen Jian's heart skipped a beat, "Li Wei!"

Ding Yao nodded and said with a smile: "The situation in Black Eagle Town is a bit complicated. Even if you are a newly appointed lord, it is difficult to have absolute authority, because after these years of oppression and supervision, the serfs in the territory, they are right The fear of the four warlords is far greater than the fear of the new lord, so this is a very good opportunity to establish their prestige."

Zhen Jian slowly closed his eyes, remained silent for a moment, and said: "You are right, it is impossible to gain their support in a short time, but it is very easy to gain their absolute fear in a short time! "

Having said that, he already has Liwei's plan in mind.

Zhen Jian opened his eyes suddenly, and ordered to Chen Wei who was standing outside: "Notify everyone immediately, remember, it's everyone, go to Black Eagle Square to gather!"

Hearing this, Chen Wei's heart moved, he secretly understood Zhen Jian's intentions, nodded his head hastily, and said, "Yes, my lord!"

Looking at the back of Chen Wei leaving in a hurry, Ding Yao asked casually: "What are you going to do?"

Zhen Jian said indifferently: "You will know later."

Speaking of this, a cold light shone in his eyes, "This time is not only a good opportunity to establish our prestige, but also a good opportunity for you, the new political officer, to win people's hearts instead of me."

"Win people's hearts?"

Ding Yao rolled her eyes, and vaguely guessed his thoughts.

"Let's go, go meet those blind guys!"

Soon, Zhen Jian led Ding Yao, Zhang Sihai, Heilong and a group of people away from the municipal center and headed for Black Eagle Square.

At the Black Eagle Square at the crossroads, many people have already come, all of whom are serfs in the territory.

After seeing Zhen Jian appearing, these serfs saluted respectfully: "My lord!"

"Free gift!"

With a gloomy expression, Zhen Jian boarded the high platform directly under the guard of two soldiers.

At this time, the sun is gradually sinking to the west, and dusk is beginning to appear.

It is estimated that it will not be long before the sky will gradually darken.

There was a gong beating everywhere in the entire territory of Black Eagle. After hearing the sound, a large number of serfs, whether they were at home or working in the fields, put down everything and rushed towards Black Eagle Square. .

As more and more serfs poured into the square.

Soon, the surrounding area of ​​the high platform was surrounded by crowds.

Seeing the new lord standing on the high platform with an extremely cold expression, the serfs below secretly felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere. For a while, they didn't dare to make any noise, but quietly discussed in a low voice.

"Why did the lord summon us to the square again?"

"Who knows, it is estimated that some new decree will be promulgated."

"He looks a little angry, don't talk."

"Look, Chen Wei's lackey is also here."

"Hush, keep your voice down, if he hears you, you will be targeted again..."

From a distance, Zhen Jian saw Chen Wei rushing towards the square with a look of displeasure, and he was the only one.

When he came up to him, Zhen Jian asked coldly, "Where are they?"

Chen Wei said angrily: "They drank together, saying that they are not from Black Eagle Town, and they are not under the control of the lord."

Hearing this, Zhen Jian suddenly shook his head and smiled, which made people's hair stand on end.

The thousands of serfs below, including Chen Wei, felt their hearts tremble when they saw the lord's cold smile.

"Black Dragon!"

"Here, sir, please order!"

"You take people to invite them over!"

"Yes, sir!"

After receiving the order, the black dragon who was guarding the audience immediately led a group of soldiers to invite someone aggressively.

Not long after, the black dragon forcibly brought the four supervisors.

"Bring them all to the stage!" Zhen Jian said coldly.

Soon, the four supervisors were pushed onto the stage by Black Dragon and the others.

These supervisors were all gorgeously dressed and reeked of alcohol, and the supervisor in charge was a tall foreign devil.

Zhen Jian looked at them expressionlessly, and found that two of them were from Huaxia, and his anger grew even stronger.

The four supervisors stood on the stage arrogantly, looking confident.

Especially the tall foreign devil, looking at Zhen Jian contemptuously, "Do you know what the consequences will be if you dare to treat us like this?"

"The last new lord who treated us like this was hanged on this high platform within a few days."

"Bastard, why don't you let us go quickly?"

"The new lord, always wanted to stand up in front of his people, but it's a pity that he chose the wrong person..."

Faced with these guys' ridicule, Zhen Jian remained expressionless. He reached out and took out an AA12 shotgun, and with a crisp click, he pushed the bullet into the chamber.

In an instant, the supervisors of the four major warlords sensed that something was wrong, and their faces changed drastically, and they did not dare to speak nonsense and ridicule any more.

Zhen Jian walked up to the tall foreign devil with a shotgun in his hand, and looked at him coldly.

Although the foreign devils acted very tough, their voices had begun to lose confidence.

"You...what do you want to do?"

Zhen Jian stared at his flustered eyes, and asked lightly, "Who is the lord here?"

In order to show his toughness, the foreign devil raised his head arrogantly and ignored him at all.

A smoldering look flashed across Zhen Jian's eyes, he quickly raised the muzzle of the gun, pointed it at his head at close range, and pulled the trigger fiercely.

boom!
The muzzle flame spurted out, followed by a thunderous gunshot.

Such a foreign devil didn't even have time to scream when he saw his huge head being torn apart by the shotgun.

In an instant, blood, broken bones and minced meat were scattered all over the sky, splashing everywhere.

Some of the serfs who were closer to the high platform had their faces and bodies covered with blood.

As the bloody and bloody corpse of the foreign devil fell heavily on the high platform, there were bursts of terrified screams from the crowd around the high platform, like some women hurriedly covering the children's eyes with their hands, afraid that they would see To this bloody horror nightmare.

Facing the terrified screams below the high platform, Zhen Jian was unmoved.

He continued to walk up to the second supervisor with a blank expression, and loaded the bullet.

This is a fat, pale alien, with blue eyes and an unusually high nose.

At this moment, this guy's face became even paler. Looking at Zhen Jian standing in front of him, the corners of his mouth kept twitching. Obviously, he was frightened by the bloody scene just now.

Zhen Jian looked at him coldly, and continued to ask, "Whose territory is this?"

"You... are the lord's territory..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhen Jian suddenly pulled the trigger.

boom!
There was another thunderous gunshot.

Flesh and blood splattered all over the sky, and the supervisor sent by the warlord had his upper body smashed to pieces, and his body was also blasted off the high platform, and fell heavily into the crowd below the stage.

The chaos and panic under the high platform were ignored.

With a click, Zhen Jian continued to push and load the bullets, and walked up to the No. 3 warlord supervision.

This is a Chinese man with a ruddy complexion, but he has been scared out of his wits at the moment, looking at Zhen Jian's murderous look, he said in a crying voice: "Don't kill me...don't kill me...we are compatriots... "

Zhen Jian looked at him calmly, and asked lightly, "Who is in charge here?"

"You, you have the final say, please don't kill me... Boom!"

There was another thunderous gunshot, and the crying stopped abruptly.

As his bloody corpse was blasted out of the high platform by the shotgun, Zhen Jian came to the fourth warlord supervisor without looking back.

The last warlord supervisor was so scared that he wet his pants.

Zhen Jian stared into his eyes and asked, "Who is the owner here?"

His legs trembled violently, and he was unable to stand still. Finally, he collapsed limply on the ground, looked at Zhen Jian in horror, and begged for mercy loudly.

"Bang" with a loud noise.

Zhen Jian stretched out the muzzle of the gun, pressed it against his head, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Immediately, his head was like a watermelon smashed open by a heavy hammer, red and white, splashing all over the table.

The scene was bloody and brutal to the extreme.

Seeing the lord killing four warlords in a row with his usual demeanor, it seemed that killing people was as simple as drinking water and eating.

The thousands of serfs in Black Eagle Town watching below trembled in horror, not daring to breathe.

At this moment, although Ding Yao, Zhang Sihai and the others were mentally prepared, they were still frightened by his series of cold-blooded and vicious methods. They stood under the high platform one by one, their faces pale, and their breathing became a little tense.

Just when everyone thought that the lord had killed the four warlords for supervision, and everything should end.

All of a sudden, Zhen Jian slowly walked to the front of the stage with a bloody shotgun in his hand, looked around the crowd with a calm expression, and said indifferently, "Who are the people who are helping them carry the food today? Come out!"

As soon as this remark came out, there was panic at the scene.

Following the chaotic surge of the crowd, the crowd suddenly dispersed towards both sides.

At this time, there were more than [-] young and strong serfs left in the empty field.

These serfs looked terrified and trembling all over. Looking at the lord standing on the high platform, they all fell to their knees on the ground with a "plop plop".

"Please forgive me, my lord. They are under the supervision of the four major warlords. We are all forced to do nothing. If we don't obey their orders, they will whip us..."

Zhen Jian didn't speak. Holding a bloody shotgun in his hand, he slowly walked down the high platform, his eyes locked on two of the serfs with cunning eyes.

According to the information he got, these two serfs were apparently from Black Eagle Town, but in fact, they had already been bought by the supervision of the four warlords in private, and became the eyes and ears of the enemy.

Chen Wei also told him in the afternoon that many times, the whereabouts of the previous new lords were that they secretly tipped off the four major warlords.

So, taking advantage of today's opportunity, I just happened to get rid of them.

Zhen Jian came to one of the inner ghosts with a blank face,

There was a crisp "click", and the bullet was loaded.

This inner ghost eyeliner is a strong serf, lying on the ground trembling.

Zhen Jian stared at him expressionlessly, and asked lightly, "Who is the master here?"

Before the serf ghost could open his mouth, Zhen Jian lowered the muzzle of his gun, pointed it at his head, and pulled the trigger hard.

boom!
The flames flashed and blood spattered everywhere.

The serf lost his human form on the spot, and fell to the ground in a bloody mess.

For a moment, the entire square was silent, and everyone was frightened.

Including the serfs kneeling behind, they all looked at the corpse on the ground in horror, trembling so badly that they didn't even dare to breathe.

Click!

The sound of the bullet being loaded and loaded, like a death talisman, spread throughout the square again.

Zhen Jian walked up to another ghost serf, and asked calmly, "Who is the master here?"

"My lord, it is my lord, we will never dare again..."

Amidst the cries and begging for mercy of the ghost serf, Zhen Jian pulled the trigger again.

boom!
The begging for mercy stopped, and the serf's head disappeared, and his body fell to the ground, with hot blood flowing all over the ground.

"Kacha", there was another horrifying sound of pushing and loading the bullet.

This time, not only the serfs kneeling on the ground were terrified, but even the thousands of serfs watching from a distance all looked ashen, and they were extremely afraid of Zhen Jian.

Holding a shotgun, Zhen Jian walked slowly in front of No. 3 serf who was kneeling on the ground. With calm eyes, he shot around the crowd, intentionally or unintentionally staying at Ding Yao's place for a moment.

Now that the inner ghost has been eliminated, there is no need to continue killing people.

Ding Yao, who was in the crowd, immediately understood. She took a deep breath and prepared to appear on the stage.

Just when Zhen Jian pretended to pull the trigger.

Ding Yao rushed out and said loudly: "My lord, calm down, they are all your people, and they have no choice. I believe that after tonight's lesson, they will never dare to make such a mistake again..."

After finishing speaking, she stood in front of the serf with a resolute expression, and blocked the bloody muzzle with her body.

"Hmph, no next time!"

Zhen Jian snorted coldly, threw the gun to the soldier next to him, then turned and left.

Seeing the moody, cold-blooded and bloodthirsty Lord Lord, he finally left the square.

Immediately, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at Ding Yao who dared to stop the lord's gun, at this moment, thousands of serfs in the entire Black Eagle Town were full of admiration and gratitude for her.

Especially those serfs kneeling on the ground were moved and wept bitterly.

(End of this chapter)