I started as an exile, and I relied on space to support my family of loyal heroes.

The dumbfounded master looked at the bulging eyes of Tong Zhifu, and hurriedly stepped forward to pull Dong Wenfeng's hand.

"General, you can't do this. Let go."

"Master Tong is about to be strangled to death by you..."

Seeing that Dong Wenfeng was unwilling to give up, the master became anxious.

"Concubine Tong is still pregnant with the emperor's son. How dare you kill Master Tong?"

Hearing the name of Concubine Tong, Dong Wenfeng snorted coldly, threw Prefect Tong to the ground, and kicked the legal advisor in the stomach.

"Ah~"

Just as the lawyer was about to go to help the magistrate Tong, he was kicked out and screamed in pain.

"Cough cough cough~~"

Magistrate Tong covered his neck and coughed violently a few times.

Looking at the pale face of the master who was kicked, Tong Zhifu glared at Dong Wenfeng.

"You...you and I are colleagues, and you dare to attack me, you..."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Dong Wenfeng roared, interrupting Prefect Tong.

"Even if I kill you all now, no one will know."

"When the time comes, I will blame your deaths on Xiao Yunzhan. What do you think the emperor will do to me?!"

Dong Wenfeng looked at Prefect Tong viciously, with a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.

He is now the best martial artist in the world, and there is no one he cannot kill.

Apart from the old fellow Bai Hong, Emperor Tianwu now has only him to use.

Bai Hong is old, and he is still very young. It is only a matter of time before Bai Hong is crushed to death.

Dong Wenfeng glanced coldly at the two people in front of him.

Now that the war is imminent, he still needs the help of Prefect Tong and cannot kill him for the time being.

However, once he defeats the rebels, he will not spare either of them.

What a useless piece of trash! He even dares to deduct his food. He deserves to be put to death!

Prefect Tong looked at the crazy Dong Wenfeng in front of him with fear in his eyes.

When he saw the murderous intent flashing in Dong Wenfeng's eyes, his face turned pale instantly.

This madman really wanted to kill him.

The master endured the severe pain and crawled to the side of Tong Zhifu, then knelt in front of Dong Wenfeng, holding his stomach.

"General Zhongwu, don't be angry. This is all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding~~"

"Master Tong didn't know that the soldiers were eating sesame cakes today. I arranged for someone to deliver them to them."

The master looked at Dong Wenfeng's angry face and kowtowed repeatedly in fear.

"There is really no water left in the city. We can't make steamed buns, so we can only make sesame cakes."

"The water for kneading the dough was collected by the people in the mansion after they had been fetching water from the well all night."

"If you don't believe me, you can go and see. There is no water in the well. I really didn't neglect the soldiers on purpose..."

The more Dong Wenfeng listened, the darker his face became.

"Useless! Send someone down to dig the well deeper."

"If it's still not enough, let all the people in the city come here to bleed. Even if there's no water, there's always blood. Do I need to teach you this?"

The master stared at Dong Wenfeng with wide eyes and a look of horror.

"This -- this --"

Be sick! ?

Is there no one in this world who can control this beast Dong Wenfeng?

How could he say that he would drink human blood?

Dong Wenfeng glared at the two men viciously.

"I don't care what you guys come up with, I must have steamed buns for lunch tomorrow!"

He didn't ask for any big fish or meat, just a steamed bun, which was already very kind.

After making these harsh remarks, Dong Wenfeng sneered and strode out of the prefectural office.

The master looked at Dong Wenfeng's back with fear in his eyes, and tremblingly held onto the arm of Tong Zhifu.

"My lord, is he crazy?"

"Ha!" Magistrate Tong gave a dry laugh.

When he heard Dong Wenfeng say this for the first time, his reaction was the same as his master's.

This beast is not just crazy, he is not a human being.

There are so many mountains pressing down on Dong Wenfeng in the capital, so he doesn't dare to go crazy.

Once he arrived in Shiquan City, no one could suppress him, and his true nature was released.

"Come on, I'll carry the bucket with you and go find the people of the city."

Magistrate Tong patted his master's hand and stood up.

The master's pupils trembled suddenly, and his lips trembled, "Really-really want to make the people bleed!?"

The people are so thin now. If they bleed again, many people will die.

If I had known this would happen, I would have surrendered directly.

The divine soldiers will not harm the people of Shiquan City.

"Ha!" Magistrate Tong sneered, "How can a madman like him deserve to drink the blood of the people?"

"Just follow me."

As he said this, Magistrate Tong turned around and took out two empty wooden barrels from the storeroom, and handed one to the master.

"Let's just work hard tonight and don't sleep."

The lawyer looked at the bucket in his hand and looked at Magistrate Tong's back with a confused look on his face.

Seeing that Tong Zhifu was walking away, he quickly followed him out with the bucket in his hand...

.......

"Ugh~"

The master's face was distorted and he retched, not wanting to even look at the foul-smelling sticky water in the bucket.

"My lord, it's late at night, let's go back."

"The bucket is almost full, that's enough!"

The man surnamed Dong really pissed off Magistrate Tong that he came up with such a disgusting idea.

He and Prefect Tong collected saliva from half of the people in the city and finally filled the two buckets.

The people's mouths were so dry that their saliva was naturally very sticky.

Mainly this taste----

A mouthful of saliva is equivalent to a mouthful of essence and blood. Mr. Dong wants to drink the blood of the people. Essence and blood are also blood, there is nothing wrong with that.