This voice highlights the deep relationship between master and disciple.
The huge force of the projectiles pierced the human body, one, two, three. Almost everyone was hit by more than ten bullets in the shortest time.
At such a close range, there was no need to think about it, he was definitely dead.
The six or seven dead soldiers were lying on the ground. Some were more lucky and died immediately after being hit in their vital organs.
The one who was not lucky enough to have some consciousness still groaned in pain and did not even have the strength to scream. He could only let his life be taken away by the gurgling blood.
As for Duan Jinjiang, he was only shot twice in both legs, exactly on the knee.
It wasn't that he was lucky, but that the soldier who fired the gun deliberately didn't hit Duan Jinjiang's vitals.
With a bang, Duan Jinjiang fell heavily to the ground full of rain and blood.
At this time, Long Huaiyu, who had just ran out for two steps, also slowly stepped back.
There was a black muzzle on his forehead, and at the same time there were four or five muskets pointed at every vital part of his body.
Looking at the fate of Duan Jinjiang and those dead soldiers, Long Huaiyu knew that he would never be able to withstand a random shot.
Long Huaiyu, who was slowly retreating, stepped on Duan Jinjiang's calf, causing Duan Jinjiang to scream. At the same time, Long Huaiyu also fell down next to Duan Jinjiang.
This pair of master and disciple have come together.
Li Chen then walked up, looked at Duan Jinjiang who was blushing, and said, "I have said before that conspiracy cannot withstand power, so why do you have to try it again without giving up?"
Duan Jinjiang gritted his teeth and roared: "Li Chen, I will never let you go even if I'm a ghost!"
"You can't do anything to me as a human being, let alone as a ghost? There are many people saying similar things. If being a ghost really worked, wouldn't your son have come to claim his life long ago?"
Li Chen sneered: "But what now? Will you call your son out to show me?"
Li Chen's words were extremely insulting.
Duan Jinjiang clenched his fists because of pain, but more importantly because of humiliation.
Li Chen's expression turned cold and he said: "I don't have much patience. Do you want to talk about King Wen's matters or not?"
Duan Jinjiang looked sinister and sneered: "You can use whatever means you have. I have already been sworn in with you, so you still expect me to help you?"
"very good."
Li Chen nodded in approval.
"Pull him down, starting from his toes and fingers, and chop off one of his fingers every breath, and then chop him into pieces inch by inch. If he dies within fifty breaths, the executioner will bear the pain on his behalf.
Capital punishment later.”
After saying this, Duan Jinjiang and Long Huaiyu's expressions changed drastically.
Chen Tong did not hesitate and immediately called for people to pull Duan Jinjiang down for execution.
Duan Jinjiang struggled desperately and roared: "Li Chen, if you have the ability, just kill me with one knife. What kind of ability does this mean? Aren't you afraid of being punished by God!?"
Li Chen had a cold expression and ignored him.
Duan Jinjiang wanted to speak, but his mouth was already covered by the person who came forward to execute him.
This man was obviously a ruthless person. He pulled Duan Jinjiang aside with an expressionless expression, then pressed Duan Jinjiang's palm. A knife appeared in his hand, and he raised his hand and chopped it off.
The whole process was clean and neat, without any sloppiness, which makes people wonder whether this person is professional.
Even Li Chen took another look.
"Your Highness, he is the most ingenious master of torture under his subordinates. We all call him master internally. There is no torture that he cannot do. Your Highness will let Duan Jinjiang, an old dog, die after fifty breaths. He will never let Duan Jinjiang
