The Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang was born, and my immortal identity was exposed

Chapter 168 Suicide
pain!
Excruciating pain!

Xiang Yu almost gritted his teeth, but still felt that the strength in his body was escaping little by little.

He didn't want to kneel down, he didn't want to kneel down to his enemy.

But there is no way, his right knee has been completely shattered.

At such a close distance, the bullets fired by Ying Zheng only touched his knees, and the flesh and blood were already bloody and beyond recognition.

The other two shots, one missed, and the other grazed his waist and abdomen, tearing a huge wound.

It can't be blamed that Ying Zheng's shots were not accurate enough. The recoil of continuous firing made him lose complete control of the gun.

In addition, Xiang Yu was aware of the danger the moment he drew out his gun, and reacted subconsciously.

In this way, Xiang Yu was not killed on the spot.

Even so, in this era of extremely backward medical treatment, these two wounds have basically sentenced Xiang Yu to death.

Everyone present finally saw that His Majesty was holding a handful of strange things in his hand.

"What is that in His Majesty's hand?"

"Is this thing repelling the assassins for His Majesty?"

"It should be. The three loud noises just now must have come from this thing."

"This must be given to His Majesty by the immortal master for self-defense!"

"Immortal Master Ten Thousand Years! Great Qin Yongchang!"

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Ying Zheng looked at the double-eyed assassin in front of him, and said slowly:
"A person born with double pupils is by no means an unknown person, please report your name!"

"Ha, hahaha!" Xiang Yu laughed maniacally. It was obvious that the man in front of him wanted to take his life, but he couldn't even recognize him when he appeared in front of him?
"Bah!" Xiang Yu squeezed out a mouthful of blood from his throat, and spat heavily on the ground:

"Slaughter my whole family first, send people to hunt and kill me day and night, and then win the thief, tell me who I am!"

Yingzheng suddenly realized: "So it's you, Xiang Ji, no wonder you have superpowers."

"If I hadn't had the divine object bestowed by the immortal master by my side, I would really be scared into a cold sweat by you."

Xiang Yu cast his eyes on the Desert Eagle and murmured: "So that's how it is. I didn't lose to you, but to this immortal."

And at this moment, a group of people who had been dismissed by Ying Zheng also came over.

Here, Fusu, Meng Yi and Wang Ben have all heard of Xiang Yu's name, and they are most curious about him.

As soon as he walked over, he looked the man up and down.

"Tsk tsk tsk, as expected of Xiang Yu, with such a serious injury, he didn't even say a word."

Wang Ben smashed his mouth and said dissatisfied: "If I had known it was him, I would have stood by His Majesty's side. It would be fun to fight with such a person!"

Fusu and Meng Yi were also repeatedly amazed that the future Overlord of Western Chu was like a monkey in a zoo for people to watch.

Xiang Yu was out of breath, and spit out two mouthfuls of blood again, only to feel a little better.

"Don't humiliate him." Ying Zheng waved his hand, motioning everyone to back away, "This is the overlord of Western Chu that the immortal master said would overthrow Great Qin."

Ying Zheng respected this one of the main figures who would overthrow the Great Qin regime in the future.

He recognized the man's bravery even if it was an enemy.

Single-handedly, he dared to rush in and assassinate himself, and even almost succeeded.

With such courage and strength, no wonder he was able to cause a storm in the end of Qin Dynasty.

"Overlord of Western Chu?" Li Si frowned slightly, "Can Your Majesty clear up my doubts?"

"Xiang Ji, courtesy name Yu, grandson of Xiang Yan, rebelled with his uncle Xiang Liang, eventually destroyed Da Qin, separated from Liu Bang, Chu and Han, and was named Overlord of Western Chu."

Ying Zheng didn't want to say more, so he dismissed everyone in a few words.

But Xiang Yu finally understood after hearing it, and felt bitter. It turned out that the immortal had broken the secret for Ying Zhengdao, so he sent someone to hunt him down.

"Hateful!" Xiang Yu's eyes were shattered, "Why did Baoqin get the blessing of an immortal, and he didn't hesitate to rewrite the destiny for you?"

"Why?" Ying Zheng sneered, "Of course it's because I can make people live a better life!"

"You wait for the remnants of the Six Kingdoms, just to restore the country, completely disregarding the hearts of the people!"

"Look!" Ying Zheng waved his finger to the fanatical people outside, "See if I win the hearts of the people? Look at my Great Qin, is it really a tyrant?"

Xiang Yu fell silent again.

"I will give you the last decency, you can kill yourself."

Ying Zheng drew out the long sword from his waist and threw it in front of Xiang Yu.

"I might as well tell you, in the secret that the immortal master told me, you also ended up committing suicide by the bank of the Wujiang River."

"So what about the Overlord of Western Chu? After death, you will only have a fistful of loess, and I will have you buried generously."

After finishing speaking, Ying Zheng turned around and walked towards the surrounding people.

Seeing that His Majesty was safe, thunderous cries erupted from the crowd.

Hearing these sincere voices, Xiang Yu smiled miserably, knowing that he was defeated after all.

It turned out that without knowing it, Bao Qin was no longer that Bao Qin.

Even if he succeeds in revenge, he will be cast aside by the people of the world.

Xiang Yu struggled to grab the long sword that Ying Zheng threw to him, and rested it tremblingly on his neck.

Seeing this, the soldiers and ministers beside him also turned their backs and gave the "Overlord of Western Chu" their final respect.

"If there are immortals in this world, can you hear Yu's voice?"

"If you can come to this world again, Yu, you will be the overlord of the world!"

After Xiang Yu finished speaking, he turned around without hesitation, and took the long sword in his hand neatly.

A bleak red splashed a foot away in the air.

A generation of overlords ended before they appeared on the stage.

(End of this chapter)