Wang Jian doesn't care how powerful Wei Zhongxian is.
He is already old, and the times can no longer tolerate him. Sending him off is the best end for him.
He, Wang Jian, is not from this world. He comes from another world and belongs to the descendants of gods.
He was about to die at nine thousand years old, and he died in the hands of gods. No matter how you look at it, it is a kind of recognition.
Wang Jian has no interest in caring about what Wei Zhongxian was like in the past. They are all the same anyway.
Displaying peerless force, he swept past and blood flowed like a river at his feet.
The sound of gunshots, swords, shouts of killing, screams, etc., come and go one after another, forming a lively and tragic movement.
Wang Jian didn't care, he would kill anyone he touched, and would only occasionally move to dodge bullets.
As they continued to advance into the depths of the Wei Mansion, the guards around them were all shocked.
Every time Wang Jian, who was covered in blood, turned to look at them, she trembled.
If at the beginning, everyone still wanted to resist.
But as the killings continued, they deeply realized the strength gap between the two sides.
Moreover, this guy is a murderer, and he kills people without mercy.
In a short period of time, dozens of lives were lost at his feet.
If you raise your hand, someone will die.
This unpredictable and even incredible ability is beyond their imagination.
Could it be that the legendary martial arts master has reached such a terrifying state?
But before, no one thought that anyone could achieve what he did. What he is doing now has subverted people's perceptions.
In fact, if they wanted to be subverted, Wang Jian could just come over on the Green Goblin skateboard.
If I don't really want to shock the world, I really want them to know.
But riding the Green Goblin skateboard seems to be a good thing, at least it gives their technology tree a direction.
When he thinks of this, he will do it again. After all, killing him like this will give people a greater shock and make people think about why he can fly in the sky.
It was a mistake, but it’s not without a chance.
He smashed the door open with one palm and looked at the nine thousand year old Wei Zhongxian who was sitting on the main seat.
Seeing Wang Jian come in, Wei Zhongxian was not as frightened as he imagined, but instead laughed.
He held a glass of wine in his hand and stared at Wang Jian intensely.
"Who are you, who want to kill our family?"
It was a very sharp and old voice, but it had an unspeakable aura and the air of being aloof and powerful.
With a casual wave of his hand, Wang Jian sent everyone behind him flying back with blood spurting out.
With another gentle palm move, the screen was shattered into pieces, and the hotshots hiding behind him also fell to the ground. If examined, it would be found that their internal organs were turned into mud.
Masters who have perfected the innate realm, every move and every move they make is the use of energy, which is no different from those with superpowers.
"Me? I don't know who I am. It's just that times have changed, and it's time for you to hit the road, so I came here to give you a ride."
"Did you kill Ling Yun Kai?"
"good."
"Where is Guo Zhen? Where is the emperor who fell into the water?"
When Wang Jian heard this, he paused for a moment, then clapped his hands and said in appreciation: "I admire you, I admire you, you can imagine it. I think you also understand that they are targeting you."
"Them?" Wei Zhongxian raised his eyebrows, "It seems that it's not you, there are still people who dare to deal with our family."
"Your power was given by the emperor. If the emperor is gone, what can you, a eunuch, do?"
Wei Zhongxian saw his subordinates rushing over, thought for a moment, and waved his hand: "Everyone, please step back."
"Nine thousand years old!"
"Everyone get out of here!"
Wei Zhongxian shouted coldly, and a silent terrifying pressure made the whole scene pause.
Everyone present was cautious, watching Wang Jian swallow his saliva with fear and fear.
But the person the other party wants to kill is Jiu Qian Sui. If he just retreats like this, what should Jiu Qian Sui do?
"Wei Zhongxian, I really admire you."
Wang Jian knew that Wei Zhongxian had clearly seen that nothing could be done, so he simply asked people to retreat and go quietly.
"I, Wei Zhongxian, have gained the emperor's trust, controlled the heavens, held great power, and have enjoyed all the glory and wealth. I have a peerless master like you to send me on my journey, what else can I be dissatisfied about?"
Wei Zhongxian was extremely cold and stern, and his expression was a little distorted.
It can be seen that he is not really not afraid of death, but he knows the outcome and is simply too lazy to resist.
Wang Jian fought his way all the way, and no one could stand in his way.
And he also saw it just now, and killed the person with a wave of his hand.
What if the other party slaps me?
Wei Zhongxian didn't think he could escape. The other party hadn't killed him yet, not for anything else but because he wanted to talk to him.
When death was imminent, he also wanted to ask questions clearly so that he could understand everything before his death.
Wang Jian nodded: "That's why I always hear people say that you are going to rebel. What a joke."
"Rebellion?" Wei Zhongxian seemed to have heard the funniest joke. "I am a eunuch, so what's the use of rebellion? Besides, how could I not know that the world cannot tolerate me? Once I rebel, my death will come faster."
"Yes, the eunuch's power comes from the emperor. Without the emperor's permission, it would be just a word to remove you from your position." Wang Jian sighed, "It's a pity that the emperor ignores world affairs and allows you to act randomly."
Wei Zhongxian sneered: "You think the emperor has been ignoring government affairs all year round. He really doesn't care. But he is afraid!"
"Afraid!"
"Of course, in the forty-eighth year of Wanli, Guangzong succeeded to the throne. Less than a month after taking the throne, he died of red pills."
Wang Jian still knew about Ming Guangzong, but the emperor died a month after he took the throne.
He didn't know what happened in the middle, but he thought Wei Zhongxian knew it best.
"Xizong's succession to the throne was originally extremely important to Yang Lian, ** Xing and other Donglin Party members, but they didn't want the court to be gradually controlled by them, and the emperor's oral orders could not even leave the palace."
"Xizong had no choice but to support the old slaves and establish the eunuch party to compete with the Donglin party."
"But these losers actually secretly undermined the emperor's majesty and falsely accused the emperor of having an affair with the Hakka family. It's really treasonous!"
Emperor Xizong of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu You, was nicknamed the Carpenter Emperor, but Wang Jian remembered that his queen was named Zhang Yan. The female doctor in "Xiu Chun Knife" was also named Zhang Yan, the Empress of Tianqi, and the name of the wife of Emperor Chongzhen. I just don't know the name of the director.
What do you want to express?
Perhaps, at the beginning, Wei Zhongxian was a dog pushed out by Emperor Tianqi, specifically to bite the Donglin Party.
But people, power is always fascinating.
Therefore, although Wang Jian is sad, she will never pity him.
As Wei Zhongxian said, he had enjoyed all his glory and wealth, and it was time for him to die.
"Li Jinzhong, I'll send you on your way!"
Wei Zhongxian was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.
"No one has called me that for a long time. Your Majesty is almost done, so it's time for me to leave."
Wang Jian nodded and walked towards the other party: "Don't worry, I will send Donglin Party members to accompany you on the road."
Wei Zhongxian smiled even more wildly and looked at Wang Jian with an even wider smile. He even pointed his finger at him and was speechless for a long time.
In the end, his head was drooped, with a smile on his face, but he made no sound anymore.
