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Chapter 249 Turning from defense to offense (Part 2)

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    Since you have provoked me, you must pay the price, and it cannot be overcome by just asking for mercy.

    This is the principle of Qin Kan's life. As for how much this price needs to be paid and when to stop, Qin Kan has the final say. Obviously, it has just begun now.

    Countless people were scurrying around, crying for their parents in the front yard and running for their lives. The most elite warrior battalion in the imperial city was not something they could resist, not to mention that they had an imperial edict in their hands, so it was justifiable to annihilate them.

    ¡°In the final analysis, this is the crime of killing done to them by the factory owner of Dongchang.

    The warrior camp was invaded through the main entrance, and thousands of uniformed captains gathered from all directions to guard the other three sides of the Dongchang Hall. When the main entrance was attacked, the soldiers collapsed at the first touch and fled towards the other three sides. They stepped on ladders and climbed up  He climbed up the wall, and as soon as his head was exposed, he was chopped off by the captains who had been waiting for him for a long time. Several heads rose into the sky with blood splashing on them. The heads fell outside the wall, and the bodies were still twitching inside the wall.

    The shocking tragedy made the fans completely frightened. They screamed and cried like crazy. The unwilling fans continued to run back to the front yard, trying to find a glimmer of hope, but they were stopped by the oncoming soldiers of the Warrior Battalion.  One shot stabbed him to the core, and he struggled and died unwillingly.

    Corpses littered the fields and rivers of blood flowed.

    Surrendering will not help, and there will be no way to escape.

    The fate of thousands of fans is only in the hands of one person at this moment. Only by letting him feel happy can this massacre be stopped.

    Among the countless desperate screams, Wang Yue's trembling voice was extremely desolate and tragic.

    "Qin Kan! Killing people can only be done with a nod of the head. If I can spare others, I will spare them. Everything is my doing. Why bother to kill more innocent people?"

    Qin Kan sneered, and raised his voice toward the Dongchang lobby: "Wang Yue, you sent people to burn down my house, attack my wife and children, and take my life. At that time, did you ever think of the words 'give mercy to others if you have to?'  ?¡±

    Wang Yue was speechless, looking up to the sky and letting out a long sigh, muddy old tears sliding down the corners of his eyes.

    "The king is successful and the bandits are defeated, what can I say?"

    That young man whom he could crush to death without any effort, tonight he dug his grave with his own hands. Today's Qin Kan is no longer the Baihu or Qianhu who is always inferior to others. Unknowingly,  Moisturizing things silently, it has grown into a towering tree.

    "If he had known today, Wang Yue would have had many choices, either to kill him before he became stronger, or to put down his arrogance and work hard to make a good relationship with him without offending him.

    If it¡¯s just if, it¡¯s already too late.

    Thinking of Mou Bin who had fled to Tianjin, Wang Yue suddenly wanted to laugh.

    The factory guards have been fighting for more than ten years. Who would have thought that after tonight, no one would become the winner. Instead, they would be plucked by a young man who was stabbed in an oblique way.

    Success is God¡¯s will, and failure is God¡¯s will.

    He looked up to the sky and laughed twice, and Wang Yue said loudly with a sharp voice: "I am an old man of four dynasties. The late emperor relied on him as an important minister. I am loyal or traitor. Thousands of years later, future generations will comment. How can I allow you to humiliate me?  ?Aren¡¯t you just trying to kill me? Here¡¯s the great head, take it!¡±

    After saying that, Wang Yue suddenly grabbed the steel knife from the hand of the fan who was guarding him, and held it in the air with a beautiful knife flower. A snow-white light flashed, and a thin blood line appeared on his neck. The blood line became wider and wider.  , blood spurted out like a fountain.

    Wang Yue raised his head and smiled miserably, swallowing hard, but seemed to want to say something. His eyes were fixed on the portrait of Yue Fei hanging high on the side of the hall. It was given to Dongchang by Emperor Chengzu in the 18th year of Yongle, which symbolizes eternal loyalty.  , assisting the court and government.

    The old body shook a few times, and Wang Yue finally fell heavily to the ground. His eyes never closed, and the corners of his mouth seemed to have a sarcastic smile, and he didn't know what he was sarcastic about.

    Wang Yue, the chief minister and deputy prime minister of the imperial court, committed suicide by committing suicide during the four dynasties.

    The surrounding stall owners and waiters had no time to stop him. Seeing Wang Yue fall to the ground, the originally low morale suddenly fell into despair.

    I don¡¯t know who shouted during the fight, ¡°Wang Yue is dead! Wang Yue is dead!¡±

    Then the soldiers of the Warrior Battalion and the Imperial Guards from all directions shouted in excitement, and the cheers like landslides and tsunamis echoed in the night sky of the capital for a long time.

    Suddenly it began to rain lightly in the sky, and the rain was thin and continuous, as if it was washing away all the right and wrong tonight, and it was clear to the world that an old man whose loyalty and treachery was hard to describe passed away.

    Qin Kan exhaled softly, his cheeks twitched a few times unnoticeably, and finally sighed: "Death is like a lamp going out, and all grudges and grudges are wiped out. Prince, if there is an afterlife, be less ambitious."

    Turning to look at Sun Ying, Qin Kan said lightly: "?When the attack stops, let the soldiers put down their weapons and come out with their heads in their hands. Those who resist stubbornly will be killed.  "

    "yes!"

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    Jin Liu, who was rescued by Du Yan, still looked stunned, and her beautiful face was full of deep sadness. There is no greater sadness than heartbreak. Thinking that Qin Kan would be separated from her forever, Jin Liu felt a thorn in his heart.  It was stabbing her heart hard.

    The fan who teased the two girls was beaten to a pulp by Du Yan without any suspense. When the fanzi gathered into a team and prepared to kill them, they got some order and hurriedly gathered the team and left.

    At this moment, Du Yan half-armed Jin Liu, who was in a daze, and patted her back gently. She wanted to comfort her but didn't know where to start. Growing up, she used fists and kicks a lot, but rarely talked.

    "Your husband-in-law is the school captain of the Qianhu Institute in the inner city?" Du Yan asked tentatively.

    Jin Liu sobbed twice, nodded, shook his head again, and whispered: "He is an officer of Jin Yiwei."

    Du Yan sighed: "My husband-in-law is also an official of Jinyiwei, and he is a high-ranking official. People from Dongchang even came to my house tonight. Fortunately, my husband-in-law was prepared and deployed manpower for defense, otherwise we"

    As she spoke, her pretty face showed an angry look, Du Yan gritted her teeth and said: "Those bastards in Dongchang, let them be arrogant tonight, my husband will punish them one by one tomorrow!"

    Jin Liu raised his eyes to look at her and said softly: "Can your husbandcan you deal with them?"

    Du Yan's pretty face showed pride, like a smug little peacock: "Of course, my husband-in-law is the most powerful. If anything comes into his hands, he will just turn his eyes and come up with bad ideas one after another, making people cry.  Father calls mother. Little lady, don¡¯t worry, my husband-in-law will definitely take revenge on your husband-in-law!"

    Jin Liu bit her lower lip and said, "Thank you sister for your help"

    Looking at the bodies lying on the ground in the front yard of Qianhusuo, Jinliu burst into tears again.

    "Imy husband is among them. No matter what, I want to find the body of my husband and let him be buried in peace."

    With that said, he got up and walked to the courtyard of Qianhu Institute.

    Du Yan hesitated for a moment and saw that Jin Liu had a look of defeat on his face, as if he was determined to die. After all, Du Yan was worried about the woman he had just saved. If this woman had shown favoritism for her husband, why would he have saved her just now?  Aren't you busy in vain?

    "Sister, let me help you find her." Du Yan followed closely.

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