Through the Qin Dynasty, I am the first emperor

"How can I trust you?" Mi Xiu asked cautiously, showing hesitation.

Ying Zheng smiled slightly. Mi Xiu's ability to say this proved that he was tempted, but he didn't explain anything, but said calmly; "Believe it or not, this is the only chance."

Mi Xiu looked at Ying Zheng's relaxed and comfortable appearance, thought it over and over in his heart, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "I believe in you, but I want to take revenge first." Hatred blinded his heart and tormented him all the time. , he really didn't want to wait hard.

"Small things." Hearing this, Ying Zheng also showed a smile on his face. After all, such a result was what he wanted. With a move of his mind, he searched for Er Gouzi's trace.

In the manor not far from the thatched house where Mi Xiu lived, in a room of a stone building, Er Gouzi's rough voice could be heard from far away; "Little bitch, bark! Bark louder."

"Ah! Master, you are too powerful, you are so strong, I can't stand it, ah..." An Indian Caucasian woman who was having fun under Er Gouzi's crotch screamed tremblingly.

"Little Sao Hoof, aren't you usually coquettish? Isn't it interesting to have sex with you? What's wrong today? Scream loudly!" Er Gouzi was full of vigor, like an invincible general galloping across the battlefield In general, shouting majestically.

In the past, Er Gouzi was commonly known as a sharpshooter. Although he had never touched a woman, he masturbated and masturbated too much, so he was really a sharpshooter, known as a one-second shot.But ever since His Majesty favored the whole people and created a great generation of practice, he feels that his body is full of strength, especially when he conquers women, he is like a golden spear. These barbarian women are all defeated by his golden spear under.

This made him extremely proud and satisfied. He had never lived such a good life. He felt that even if he died, it was worth it.Of course, he wants to live such a good life forever, so when facing the bosses and the officials, he will always play his grandson to the end, showing a hundred times more diligence than others to honor those who can't be offended.

Only in front of these barbarian slaves did he regain his heroic qualities.The uncle is full of style, and if he is slightly unpleasant, he will hit him lightly. Generally, he will torture the opponent until he is subdued, otherwise he will die.However, after receiving a warning during this period, he restrained himself a lot.

Whenever he thought of Mi Xiu, that little beast, he felt a burst of anger, and the golden gun couldn't help but exert a little force.It seems that he is venting his dissatisfaction vertically and horizontally, venting his anger and depression.

"Ah! Master, I can't do it anymore. Please, stop!" The woman under Ergouzi's crotch had been tortured by him for almost a quarter of an hour. She was really exhausted, and the burning pain in her lower body made her bite tightly. Grinding my teeth, I couldn't bear it until now, so I begged for mercy.

"Hmph, it's really useless, little girl, I'll let you go first, and tomorrow you have to do your best to serve me until I feel better." Er Gouzi left Ruanxiang very disappointed, and put on Clothes, hurriedly opened the door and left.

He knew his situation, and now a woman could no longer satisfy him, his lower body was hot and hot, and he was in a hurry to find another woman to vent his desire.

But not long after leaving the door, I suddenly found that I couldn't move, and I couldn't even make a sound.This made his heart suddenly freeze, and he fell into the ice cellar.

He wanted to struggle, but he saw his body fly into the air uncontrollably, and then slowly float forward like a ghost.He was terrified in his heart, and began to pray to various gods in his heart. This is the first time he encountered such a weird thing?Could it be that the gods of these indigenous barbarians have begun to show their power?Thinking of this, Er Gouzi immediately lost his mind. How many good things he has done here, he knows better than anyone else!

If so?Are you going to hell?Or will they be tormented by their gods for eternity?God!what on earth is it?Many thoughts appeared in Er Gouzi's heart in an instant.

But then the answer was revealed, and he realized it, right?The dilapidated thatched hut where Mixiu lived appeared in front of his eyes, and he was slowly flying towards the thatched hut. He had experienced a flight in the sky that could only be experienced at the fifth level of the divine body, but he really didn't want this experience!

For a moment, many thoughts appeared in his mind again, but it was not until he was brought into Mi Xiu's thatched hut by a mysterious force that Er Gouzi discovered the point. There was not only Mi Xiu in the thatched hut, but also an extra person.

Moreover, this person is still from Daqin. Although the other party is very young, his eyes that seem to be able to see through everything carry a strong oppression.The luxurious clothes obviously stood out from the noble status of the man.

Although he didn't know what his identity was, he knew very well that a person who could wear a black dress wasn't a prince or aristocrat, so he must be a royal family?God!what on earth is it?What the hell have you done?Surprised such a big man?

For Er Gouzi, those small officials in the county are the grandest of the grandpas, let alone the magistrates, county magistrates, sheriffs, let alone princes and royal families?It was simply unimaginable.He prepared countless flattering words, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a sound.

Even if he couldn't even blink his eyes, Er Gouzi's heart suddenly turned cold.He knew he was finished, completely finished.Although he is cruel, he is not stupid.

Since this big man in front of him appeared in Mixiu's shabby cottage, and even captured himself here by means of big means, what good thing could it be?Although he knew it was a bad result, Er Gouzi was very calm in his heart for some reason, with an indescribable peace.

Fear is far away from him, and he doesn't know what's going on?Could it be that you feel that enough is enough?Is it worth it?Why is there no thought of relentless sadness?Or do all the bad things yourself?Isn't it surprising that he got the retribution he deserved?Isn't this day already expected?He didn't know, besides being calm, there was also endless confusion in his heart.

"Kill him, revenge!" Ying Zheng's tone was very flat, as calm as killing a chicken instead of a person.With his empty right hand, like a magic trick, a sharp sword appeared out of thin air.It was thrown directly in front of Mi Xiu, and the sharp sword was directly inserted into the ground in front of Mi Xiu, emitting a sharp cold light.

For a person like Er Gouzi, Ying Zheng had searched his soul memory when he had just imprisoned him with his spiritual thoughts.It is not an exaggeration to use evil to fill it up, and do a lot of evil.Although it was only for these barbarian slaves, it was enough to describe it as outrageous.

Slaves are certainly a status, but they are still human beings. They can be made to do the hardest work, eat the worst food, and be beaten and punished. Ying Zheng doesn't think it's too much.This is the price tag of unequal status, the treatment that losers and winners deserve.

But what did Er Gouzi do?Willful humiliation, cruel killing of the old and the weak, women and children, there is almost nothing he does not do.In order to please his superiors, the nobles, and the small government officials, he did not hesitate to force his slaves to use their bodies to serve all kinds of people. Such a scumbag will die as soon as he dies, and he will only discredit Daqin if he lives.

Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, even if Er Gouzi dies at this time, it is worth it.Ying Zheng knew the desolate life he had lived in Daqin before, and now he can be considered dead with peace of mind, and he will not go to this life.So seeing Er Gouzi calm down suddenly, Ying Zheng wasn't too surprised.There is a divine arrangement in the dark, and there is a causal relationship, and Ying Zheng has indeed received a little inspiration.