The Rise of the God of War

When Li Peiji wanted his money, he was attacked by horse bandits.

This matter has always been kept in Han Ling's heart.

It is Han Ling's principle that revenge must be revenged.

People don't offend me, I may offend others.

If people offend me, I will destroy them.

This was Han Ling's thoughts after he came over.

The reason why Han Ling had such an idea was that China lacked a strong leader.

Moderation is not suitable for China now.

After Li Peiji's telegram was sent out, soldiers from the First Regiment of the Pingyuan Army took control of Li Peiji's mansion.

Those clone troopers didn't shoot Li Peiji, and they didn't roast him.Instead, he surrounded his official residence.

Li Peiji seemed to have nothing to worry about, just sitting there with the old god.

He seemed to think that Han Ling would not kill him.

"Chairman Li is really leisurely, are you just sure that I won't kill you?"

Han Ling's voice came from outside.

Han Ling, who came in wearing a sky blue military uniform, looked at Li Peiji coldly.

"Hehe! I'm no longer a chairman, I'm just a grassroots person now!"

Li Peiji can be regarded as a small warlord at any rate, and he has experienced countless things in his life.

Facing Han Ling's coldness, he didn't care, and still talked and laughed happily.

"Hmph! You can hold your breath! Don't you really think that I care about those rules?"

A sneer appeared on Han Ling's face.

"What do you mean? Are you going to kill me?"

Li Peiji heard something was wrong from Han Ling's words.

Is he going to kill himself?

Just like Sun Chuanfang killed Shi Congbin?

"Why can't I kill you? It's just a defeated general! Why can't I kill you?"

"Are you going to break the rules? Han Ling! You are also a warlord now, are you going to break everyone's rules?"

Li Peiji said sternly.

"Breaking the rules? No!"

Han Ling stretched out a finger and shook it.

"I'm not breaking the rules! Killing you is for personal revenge, it's for you to have someone attack me!"

"you"

"bang"

As soon as Li Peiji opened his mouth, Han Ling drew out his gun decisively and shot Li Peiji in the forehead.

Chapter 22: Suiyuan New Policy

"Hey! This Guisui is also at war! I thought Guisui could escape the flames of war before, but who knew that Guisui was also at war!"

An old man in his sixties, sitting in a teahouse, drinking tea, watching the clone soldiers patrolling the street, couldn't help sighing.

"Li Xiucai, you old man, don't sigh here. They beat theirs, let's beat ours. We don't care about the affairs of those big people!"

A teahouse waiter poured a cup of tea for Li Xiucai with a smile.

This Li Xiucai was a scholar in the Manchu Qing Dynasty. All these years, he made a living by writing and writing for others. There were not many literate people in this era.

If you want to return to a place like Suicheng, a scholar is a well-educated person.So he had a pretty good life.Sometimes I can also come to this teahouse to drink this big bowl of tea.

"Hey! Over the years, China has fought quite a lot. Today you hit me, and tomorrow I will fight you.

When is this a head!Look at this, tax increases every once in a while.

Now even people like me who write for a living have to pay taxes!This day is even more unbearable! "

When Li Xiucai said this, a look of worry flashed in his eyes.

Some time ago, Li Peiji suffered too much loss and started to raise taxes for the people below.

As a result, the people of Suiyuan complained a lot.

Now that he saw that Guisui's master had changed, he thought in his heart that he should follow the nature of those warlords.

Now that the rule has returned to Sui, I am afraid that taxes will be collected again!

Taxes were only collected a few days ago, and taxes are being collected again, how are they going to live!

"Li Xiucai! I finally found you! Look at what's written on it? Just now those Qiu Ba posted this kind of notice all over the city. You old man can read, read it to everyone!"