Reborn Regent of Ming Dynasty

Chapter [-] Butcher

"Yes, I see."

"I'm going to Xu's house."

"I'm going to Ding's house. I recognize Xu's family, and I'll feel a little pimple in my heart."

Most of the team members were from Fushan, and if it was not to solve Zhang Shouren's troubles, it would be impossible to kill two Juren from Fushan. [

Ma Sanbiao is not from Fushan, he joined the military camp in Fangjiaji when he recruited his relatives for the third time.

In his heart, a single hair of Zhang Shouren is ten times more important than the lives of these two bastards.Everything in Fushan and Fangjiaji, including many places in Jiaodong, is more or less dependent on Zhang Shouren's well-being, but now these bastards are looking for trouble, aren't they looking for a dead end?

In the darkness of night, the simple-minded ex-butcher grinned, but if anyone saw the smile clearly, they would wake up from a dream.

With a silent smile, Ma Sanbiao made a resolute gesture to the crowd. At this last moment, all hesitation and hesitation were wiped away, and everyone split into two groups in an instant, climbing into the Went to two courtyards.

In the night, everyone was holding a sharp axe and groping toward the upper room where the light was on.

"Bandits, there are robbers."

A man happened to come out from the courtyard of Ding's house. He was a tall and strong man. When he saw a group of ax operators approaching, he subconsciously screamed in horror.

However, there was no chance for his cry to be heard a second time. Ma Sanbiao, who was at the front, used the most skillful movement to strike the opponent's throat with an axe. There was a dazzling red.

"What's the fuss, what's the fuss, don't you know the master is studying?"

The door of the upper room was pushed open with a creak, and Lin Juren walked out with a majestic expression.

Different from the poor look when he was in Fushan Fort, now his expression is full of headstrong and conceited, when he goes out, he subconsciously puts his hands behind his back.

To study, to be a scholar, to be a successful candidate, and then to be a Jinshi, to be an official, to be prestigious and rich... These are Lin Qingping's ideals and aspirations when he was a child.

Today, everything is successful, and the examples of countless ancestors are in front of us. Being a civil servant in Ming Dynasty, unless a very few unlucky ghosts either seek fame or fall into the city, otherwise, they will spend their lives mediocre or embezzle a few coins. The emperor and his superiors will not care about you.

This is the hardest path, and once you get to the top, all that's left is to have fun.

However, Lin Juren's road to prosperity was reversed and stopped at the most critical turning point.

Seeing him coming out, Ma Sanbiao didn't even say a word. He swung the hatchet in his hand and threw it in a circle. The ax made a beautiful arc in the air, and then hit Lin Juren's neck.

The blood on the ax blade hadn't flowed clean, but it was tasted the taste of blood again. The sharp ax blade easily cut the skin around Lin Juren's neck, then the flesh and blood, and cut off the trachea. Bull's eyes are like eyes, and his finger is also pointing at Ma Sanbiao. He gurgles repeatedly, but he can't say a word.

"Go up and cut off his head, let's go."

After Ma Sanbiao ordered, two team members stepped forward, one picked up the hatchet that Ma Sanbiao had lost, and the other held each other between the bloody necks, and then slashed down with the axe. With a single sound, a human head was chopped off. [