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Chapter 385 Where is the promised fellow?

The crowd is furious!

For a moment, the people around him stared at him angrily, wanting to kill him quickly!

Lu Pheasant looked at Qin Feng with tears in his eyes.

Fortunately, he is still there.

Wu Zhiying fell to the ground, eyes wide open, looking at the angry crowd around him, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.

He looked at Hei Niu and Tiezhu who were lying on the ground, twitching from time to time, and couldn't help shouting:

"Slander! This is naked slander!"

He didn't know why, but deep down in his heart, he felt a sense of fear for no reason.

The people in Guanzhong in Da Qin seemed to be different from other places.

What exactly is the difference?

Maybe it’s the dissatisfaction in their eyes after being bullied!

Dignity is something that is difficult for ordinary people to possess in the feudal dynasty.

Even the people who rose up in rebellion just wanted to live and did not want any dignity.

Because as long as there is food to eat, no one is willing to do this kind of thing of licking blood from the edge of a knife.

So, when Qin Feng deliberately started to make the people in Guanzhong have such terrible thoughts of "dignity", this change occurred subtly.

A cruel smile appeared at the corner of Qin Feng's mouth, with his right hand behind his back, he slowly untied the rope of Huo Zhile and held it tightly in his hand.

He slowly walked towards Wu Zhiying and said coldly:

"You just made trouble with your horse, seriously injuring seven people, lightly injuring thirteen, and damaging twenty-one stalls.

You said that you don't want the sweat-blooded horse, and if you offset it two by two, that's it.

But now, you are killing people on the street again.

Two people of Great Qin died in your hands! What else do you have to say!"

Wu Zhiying's face was filled with grievances and she shouted loudly:

"It's not me! I didn't kill anyone! She did it herself!"

Qin Feng chuckled, looked around, and said lightly:

"Who can prove that she hit her by herself? Who can prove that you killed someone?"

"I can prove it! He killed my Daqin people in the street!"

"I can prove it too!"

"And I!"

"I!"

Listening to the rising and falling sounds, Wu Zhiying's face turned pale.

Especially the iron eagle warriors wearing black armor around him were so oppressive that he could hardly breathe.

His voice began to tremble because of fear, and he defended weakly:

"It's really not me...it's really not me..."

That majestic woman is not dead at all...

If you can hit it anywhere, you will die..."

Not only fear, but also endless grievance.

At this moment, he understood what it meant to be wronged!

The feeling of being framed is really bad!

He somewhat understood how he felt when he framed the herdsmen and then robbed their wives and daughters.

Wu Shiying looked at Xiao He in despair. This was his last life-saving straw.

The Marquis of Xianyang in front of him seemed to have lost his mind and completely ignored his own identity.

He also didn’t take into account the significance of Wushi to Da Qin.

Maybe it’s said that he doesn’t even know what Wushi is!

Thinking of this, Wu Zhiying became more and more desperate.

Isn't this guy illiterate? That would be boring!

Xiao He's face was not much prettier than Wu Zhiying's.

Of course he knew that all this was Qin Feng's handiwork.

After all, no other person could use such a crude method of framing someone.

Under the sole favor of His Majesty the First Emperor, there was no need for any clever means.

Qin Feng often only needs an excuse to do things.

Xiao He walked to Qin Feng's side and said with difficulty:

"Boss...don't do it..."

If His Majesty the First Emperor knew..."

Qin Feng took a long breath and said firmly:

"If he knew about it, he would definitely cut Wu Shiying into pieces!"

Xiao He's face suddenly became paler.

He shook his head and gave Wu Zhiying a helpless look.

You said you were fine in front of Boss Qin, why are you pretending?

Even if you want to be arrogant and domineering, can you try another way?

Even if you go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to get angry and directly insult the Prime Minister, it is better than committing murder in the street!

Maybe at that time, Boss Qin will make you a confidant and go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to go crazy together!

Wu Shiying looked at Qin Feng with despair on her face, mustered up her courage, stood up, looked directly at Qin Feng, and roared hysterically:

"You did it on purpose! You just wanted to kill me!

These two people are also the shills you hired, right?

You have been deceiving me from the beginning!

You bastard! Do you know who my father is!"

Qin Feng suddenly laughed angrily. He weighed the bricks in his hand, rolled his eyes and said:

"I'm not your father, do I know who your father is?

Is this a poor reason? I think it’s just right.”

Wu Shiying looked at the iron-covered brick, with faint traces of blackened blood on it. It was obviously a very powerful weapon.

He couldn't help but take two steps back and said with a cry:

"I'm sorry, are you from my hometown?"

This is his last stubbornness!

Qin Feng suddenly strode forward, his right hand rounded, and a brick fell heavily! He even cursed in his mouth:

"I have been traveling around the world for so many years, and all I can do is cheat my fellow villagers!"

"ah!"

Although Wu Zhiying is good at boxing and kicking, who is the opponent of the best swordsman in the world, the great disciple of Guanmen?

Even though Qin Feng went on the war for a year and a half, he gained fifteen pounds.

But it’s still not something that these people can compare to!

As Wu Shiying's screams continued, Qin Feng became more and more courageous as he fought, and his anger was released like a tide!

The people of Da Qin! The people of Guanzhong! Absolutely will not allow any foreign blasphemy!

Don't tell me that the overall situation is the most important thing, and don't tell me that I need to be patient!

The dignity of the people of Qin has just been established.

The pride of Chinese civilization has only faintly emerged!

I will never allow her to be strangled in the cradle!

"Snapped!"

"Ouch!"

Qin Feng's eyes were a little red, and the brick in his hand hit Wu Shiying's head hard again and again.

At the beginning, he struggled hard.

But as time passed, his voice became weaker and weaker.

From yelling, to wailing and begging for mercy, to finally dying, it didn't seem to take long.

The people around him began to commotion.

I don't know who shouted: "We can't let the Marquis of Xianyang bear such infamy!"

"Yes! The Marquis of Xianyang didn't hit anyone! We did!"

"Hit! Beat him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him rushed forward and roughly pushed Qin Feng aside.

Then he started punching and kicking Wu Zhiying, and even the black woman and his partner who had just been killed got up from the ground and joined the battle group.

Qin Feng's figure was a little shaken. He held the bloody brick tightly in his hand and roared to the sky:

"Anyone who openly offends the power of the Qin Dynasty will be punished no matter how far away!"

"Anyone who openly offends the power of the Qin Dynasty will be punished no matter how far away!"

"Anyone who openly offends the power of the Qin Dynasty will be punished no matter how far away!"


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