The executioner had a very bad taste, and the knife was placed close to the back of the head. Three o'clock in the afternoon is the most vigorous time of the day. With a knife down, the blood soared high. The falling human head gnawed frantically on the ground, and only slowly stopped when the blood was spilled on the head.

The crowd began to retreat as soon as it "buzzed", and many little girls were so frightened that they covered their eyes with both hands, but their fingers were wide open.

The students roared like crazy, no matter how they roared. It can't cover the exclamations of hundreds of thousands of people, and the sound of people's shouts makes them roar wildly, like pebbles thrown into the sea.

Wei Chigong put down his armor, as long as someone dared to approach at this time, it would definitely be a fate in a different place.

No one pounced, and no one stopped Yun Hao from killing. Some of those who read a book wanted to kill them, but they sat on their knees all night. It's an extravagant hope to stand up now, let alone come and stop the killing. They wept and cursed, but could only watch as their classmates were beheaded off one by one. Then it was hooked by a hook and hung on the flagpole like a pig's head.

The grinning human head was very unsightly, and the corpse was thrown on the ground for people to admire, and even a straw mat was not served.

The killings were done without any sign of rioting. The vast number of people in Jeju Province have a much greater mentality of watching the excitement than the mentality of participating. Yesterday's righteous indignation was yesterday's, and today their identity is that of spectators.

After waiting for half an hour, I saw that there was no excitement to see. People began to go home in groups of three or five to eat, even if it was to fight for their democratic rights.

The only ones who were unmoved were the students. They are all a little confused now, and they don't know what to do. The hunger strike was willing to sit in silence in order to force the emperor to release the imprisoned classmates. Now it's okay, people are killed, not only are the corpses on the streets, but the heads are still hanging on the flagpole waiting to be dried.

Countless big-headed flies swirled around the corpses and human heads, and the "buzz" and "buzz" sounds told them that all this was really not a dream. The emperor was under their pressure and killed these people. And they can't seem to do anything!

"The national cultivator is today, and you are willing to die with a certain family." Li Zhi was still wrong, because he was still too young. The so-called bookish anger is far more terrible than the hooligan's righteousness. Hooligans can stab buddies twice for the sake of profit. When he sees an opponent stronger than himself, Chen Haonan will also flee as soon as possible.

The bookseller's temperament is different, which is manifested in the fact that a tendon is not afraid of death and dares to make trouble. For the sake of faith, they can throw their heads and shed their blood. I believe in more than hooligans, and I have a big scar on my head.

This voice roared out, and immediately someone struggled to help each other to stand up. Step by step, they walked towards Wei Chigong's forbidden army, and they generously died with the mentality of a defender.

The departing crowd stood on their feet in an instant, and today I came to see the excitement, and since the climax part is here again, it seems that it doesn't matter if you wait for a while to eat.

Yun Hao looked at it for a while, and determined that even if he was a scholar, a person with a bookish spirit was a rare breed. Because among the thousands of students, only seven or eight people stood up. They held each other and struggled to move their legs forward. Kneeling and sitting all night, the feeling of soreness in their legs will definitely make them want to die.

When Wei Chigong saw that only a few people came out, he immediately smiled and waved his hand. More than 10,000 of the most elite forbidden troops in the Tang Dynasty, if they are afraid of seven or eight scholars, it is simply a joke within a joke.

However, the script is a little different, and the people who are struggling to walk are quickly knocked to the ground by the wolf-like soldiers. There was no scene of Fa-rectification on the spot, but they were tied with their hands.

This is not Wei Chigong or Yun Hao's thought of transcendence, but another purpose.

A few people were arrested, and the crowd fell completely silent. Yun Hao ordered a few people to be escorted back to the cell, and he went back to get back to Li Er.

Li Er saw that Yun Hao had caught a few people, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. A smart person is smart, and he can always think of ways to make his opponent uncomfortable. This time, let's see what those old guys do. Now it seems that these man-made rebellions will never dare. The people, driven by more curiosity, watched the excitement. It's okay to follow the coaxing, but there are not many who really want to get involved.

Since there is no big mess, Li Er is not in a hurry. Originally, I was thinking of suppressing these gate valves in Shandong without blood, but now it seems that it is not possible to shed blood. Only blood can make these old guys who have delusions and interfere in the government for their own selfishness sober up.

"My family Zhixin Zhiyuan Zhijing was arrested, and this matter must not pass like this. We have to meditate and we have to go on a hunger strike. Otherwise, they too will be beheaded. The head of the Lu family roared loudly.

"Yes! My whole season brand new in my house was also caught. This time, we must force the emperor to release people! The head of the Zheng family also roared loudly.

The other heads of the house knelt on their cushions and remained silent. Those who are caught without them are naturally not in a hurry. Now they have to think about how to get the forgiveness of the hard-line emperor. Because they were well-informed, they already knew that the elite Zuo Wuwei was being sent to Jeju by train. Once the emperor has enough strength, they are meat on the chopping block.

This time persecuting the emperor was a gamble, and now if he loses the bet, he can only bear the consequences. In the spirit of preferring to die to a fellow Daoist rather than a poor Dao, they all wanted to push out other families to bear the emperor's wrath.

Fools now know that the emperor will not compromise. Perhaps tomorrow, the heads of these people will be cut off and hung on the flagpole as they do today. There is no point in continuing the sit-in and hunger strike.

Those who participate in the sit-ins and hunger strikes are all family members. There are several more, all of whom are nephews. No one can afford to lose so many people at once.

The so-called millennium gate valve, the most important heritage is still people. The younger generation is dead, and what kind of bullshit millennium gate valve is talking about.

"Old Lu, Old Zheng! As you can see, the Emperor will not compromise because of the sit-in. This time, we miscalculated. Your family was arrested, and the old man was very sympathetic. But our Cui family is unwilling to participate anymore. "The head of the Cui family was the first to stand up, and this time the matter had nothing to do with the Cui family. followed the coaxing, but it was just to fight for a greater right to speak.

"Yes! Lu Lao, Zheng Lao! Our Wang family doesn't want to participate anymore! ”

"O old brother! It's not that I don't want to help you, it's really that we carry the inheritance of the thousand-year-old family. I'm so sorry! ”

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