Are these poor people really crazy?

For the sake of that little military merit, I don't even want my life. I want to kill myself?

At the same time, Ding Xian feels a sense of humiliation. He's a big and powerful man. Now he's under the pressure of such a group of poor soldiers in front of his home. How can this tone go on.

He was so angry that he yelled: "when I was scared? If you have seed, you will shoot me. Come on, if you have seed, you will try -- "

Bang --

" Ow! "

Before his words were heard, Chen Fengxing directly lowered his muzzle and burst his right knee.

With Ding Xian's shrill howl, his blood burst out, and his cold sweat burst out -

Yang Xue's face turned pale with fright, and her eyes turned, and she fainted directly.

"Behave yourself, understand? Laozi just retreated from the battlefield of Xiye, and they had 800 lives without 1000. Killing you is just like killing a chicken. Do you understand? "

Eunuch Ding lie said: "I dare to slap you on the cheek."

Ding Xian shivered at that time. He was so scared that he quickly clamped his legs and begged for mercy: "I, I'm wrong. Ask me. I'll tell you everything I know --"

Ding Xian didn't dare to be arrogant any more. He saw that these people are all bandits. They really dare to kill themselves.

At this time, two soldiers moved a chair. Chu Feng sat across from Ding Xian and asked quietly, "on the merit book, did you change the list of meritorious officers?"

Ding Xian subconsciously raised his eyelids and swept Chu Feng's eyes.

Compared with the murderous Chen Fengxing, Chu Feng is calm and calm, and doesn't show any murderous spirit, but it gives people a sense of oppression like mountains, as if he is in charge of everything in the world, which makes people's heart beat.

"Yes, yes." Ding Xian replied, not daring to conceal anything.

"Why? Who told you to do it? " Chu Feng continued to ask.

"This -"

Ding Xian hesitated for two seconds, then gritted his teeth, choked his neck and said, "no one told me, I changed it myself."

"I just see that the poor people are not happy. They should be trampled under their feet all their lives. They think that they can glorify their ancestors by killing a few enemies on the battlefield? They can't dream

Chu Feng did not respond, just a cold wave.

"Bang!"

Chen Fengxing immediately lowered the muzzle of his gun and hit him in the knee of his left leg again.

"Ah

At that time, Ding Xian fell to the ground, screamed in pain, and rolled around -

Chu Feng looked at him indifferently and said in a voice: "I have limited patience. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. I'll give you two choices."

"First, find out your backstage and behind the scenes, and I'll work out a general account with you."

"Two, I'll shoot you now, and then I'll find them out one by one."

"Think about it for yourself, and how to choose."

Ding Xian's eyes were wide open in shock, and his mouth was wide open. He could put a coconut in his mouth -

yell out all the people behind him, and calculate the total together?

How inflated and arrogant this guy is!

How many old people are there in Jiuhua League and Dongwu League?

"You, who are you?" Ding Xian's eyes jumped violently. He felt his scalp numb, as if he had kicked the iron plate this time.

"And the pursuit of justice."

Chu Feng calmly glanced at him and said, "do you think about how to choose?"

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