"Sir, mighty!"

"Sir, majestic!" Tens of thousands of people roared like waves, holding scimitars, and constantly howling. The Hu people in the Western Regions advocated force and respected the warriors extremely.

"Sir, kill him!"

"I dare to collude with Dunhuang and harm us. I will be unforgivable. I will make his scalp into lanterns and his skull into wine pots!" Some senior tribes roared with a fierce look, full of evil spirits.

"That's right! Kill him, otherwise it's hard to relieve the hatred in your heart!"

"Kill him, kill him!!" One by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, and some even suggested killing Lu'erhua and sharing the food!

It is enough to show how fierce the customs of the Western Regions are!

Hearing a series of roars, Lu Erhua's urine was incontinent, and a large pool of fishy liquid appeared under her pants, her face pale, and the most vivid contrast with the scarlet blood.

He roared angrily: "I, I am the uncle of the leader of Changdongli. If you kill me, just wait for the endless pursuit of the Changyue tribe!"

"Changdongli is already the leader of the Changyue tribe. If you dare to touch me, you will definitely be retaliated!" He covered his fear with a roar.

Zhou Jian stepped forward and smiled coldly: "Chang Dongli?"

"It seems that you are dying if you don't hit Nanfang. Then I will tell you that Changdongli has been assassinated by my people, and now the body is probably cold."

"Who are you looking forward to supporting you?" he said lightly, as if it was a very inconspicuous thing.

It's indeed not a big deal, it's just a small fight for Zhou Jian.

Boom!

Lu'erhua was struck by lightning, her eyes filled with disbelief, and then she shook her head wildly: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"How could you kill him? How could you?"

"You just wait for revenge!" he roared.

Bang!

The next second, Zhou Jian slapped his backhand and threw it hard on his face, splattering blood, and the sound was crisp.

"I like to be stubborn, right?"

"Come on, set up a pot!" Zhou Jian shouted loudly, without any hesitation.

"Yes!" The coalition forces yelled, full of energy and hatred, and immediately someone went to prepare the torture instruments.

"What are you going to do, what are you going to do?" Lu'erhua trembled, and her shit was almost scared.

Zhou Jian looked down and sneered: "What do you think?"

Lu Erhua looked at his eyes and felt the trembling from the soul. Fear quietly crawled over his back. His lips began to tremble and the corners of his eyes began to twitch.

Bang!

As the big pot was lifted up by more than a dozen people and landed on the ground, his defense completely collapsed, he collapsed and shouted, and kept retreating: "No, no!"

"Give me a chance, I don't want to die, please, please!" He said as he was about to cry, the punishment of cooking was so terrifying!

Seeing this, Yang Wei and others smiled disdainfully. Is this a move?

"Aren't you very arrogant just now? You want to rebel against me, kill me, and threaten me. Tens of thousands of people are watching. If I don't deal with you, wouldn't I be embarrassed?" Zhou Jian mocked.

Lu'er's intestines were regretful. He still didn't understand how the plan was leaked, and he didn't understand how it was easily taken down by Zhou Jian.

He begged in fear: "I was wrong, I knew it was wrong. As long as you don't cook and kill me, I will say everything!"

"This is not my idea, this is Changdongli's idea, and I was forced to do it too!" He shouted violently, like a drowning person grabbing the last straw.

A trace of contempt flashed in Zhou Jian's eyes. Is this corrupted bone still trying to start his own business? Is it worth it? Now I start betraying Changdongli, bah!
Chapter completed!