The Prodigal Son of the Empire

"No!"

Hearing this, the three Patriarchs trembled physically and mentally to the extreme!

"You can't do that, you can't!"

"By the way, all their family properties were confiscated. Like this kind of family that has been passed down for hundreds of years, you must be careful, whether it takes a long time or not enough detail!"

"have you understood?"

"Yes."

Yu Li replied loudly: "I promise to do it cleanly."

"Wrong, Mr. Wang, we are really wrong!"

"Master Wang, please bypass us."

"We don't mention conditions anymore, what you say is what you say."

"Yes, we will give you whatever you want. Don't you want Chu State? With our help and support, your rule will be stabilized soon."

"Please!"

These three pretentious kings finally let go of their bodies at this moment.

They even knelt down, and this scene also aroused the astonishment of the surrounding onlookers.

However, the noisy and noisy voices rang out again immediately, and they became crowded.

It is obvious that someone is manipulating and inciting.

The scene was immediately chaotic.

And someone started yelling.

"Give me back Dachu, give me back Dachu."

Similar slogans kept ringing.

In the face of all this, Wang Kang remained unmoved at all.

He squatted down, looked directly at the three people and said calmly: "Actually, I prefer to convince others with virtue, but you didn't give me a chance, so I can only be so rough, but I still want to thank you for giving me A chance to make an example to others!"

"Don't you think I dare not kill? Then you should watch carefully..."

When Wang Kang's voice fell, he immediately heard uninterrupted screams.

On the periphery of the central square, people were crowded, pushing, shouting, and protesting.

"Everyone, hug your head and squat down, hug your head and squat down, anyone who dares to make trouble will be killed!"

"Kill me, come and kill me!"

This is a person arranged by the three major families, and their task is to fan the flames.

If a person makes a mistake, he must be punished.

But ten people, hundreds of people, thousands of people, thousands of people, and more people are all wrong, so they won't be punished.

Because the law does not blame the public.

For the same reason, simple protests are definitely not enough. If mass incidents are caused and the impact is expanded, it will be a catastrophe!

It's just that they underestimated Wang Kang's determination!

"There are so many of us, what are we afraid of? How dare they kill us? Emperor Chu is dead, we must have our demands, and we cannot let the enemy invade our country!"

"Kill me, come and kill me!"

This person shouted provocatively. He is now an ordinary citizen. He doesn't believe that these people dare to kill people under the watchful eyes of everyone.

"Pfft!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sword pierced directly into his lower abdomen.

"You guys, really..."

His eyes opened wide, and he fell to the ground!

The bloody aura spread out, giving people great stimulation. Some squatted down in panic, and some became even more crazy.

The iron-blooded suppression began.

No matter who you are, as long as you dare to make trouble, kill...

Really, it's true.

Under such cruel means, they dare not take any chances anymore, and they are starting to be afraid!

Started to retreat, began to obey the command and dispatch, and squatted down with their heads in their hands...

The smell of blood became more and more intense, even a little pungent.

Qu Qingxiong and the others stared blankly, it turned out that he really dared to...

Chapter 620, Shouchun Bleeding Day!

Wang Kang's face was cold and stern, and he was not moved at all. After so many years of fighting, he had a cold heart.

He didn't want to, but there was no way.

Some people just can't see form, good and bad.

Take other people's kindness as tolerance, use other people's kindness as your own capital to make progress, and give them a word, that is right!

There was no room for maneuver in the iron-blooded suppression. Under the stimulation of death and blood, they quickly surrendered. No one is not afraid of death.

In fact, not many people were actually killed. Most of the people were incited, and their heads were hot for a while. Under this kind of reckless suppression, they quickly recovered their calmness.

The smell of blood filled the air and made people sick.

The people who were still filled with righteous indignation and shouted, now their faces are panicked and their bodies are trembling.

"Hold your head and squat down!"

"Hold your head and squat down!"

"Whoever dares to cause trouble will be killed without mercy!"