Chapter 428 I Would Rather Kill a Thousand by Mistake

Having said this, with a gentle wave of the hand from Young Inspector Si Tian, ​​the people behind him delivered some papers to everyone's hands.

Li Huowang took it and looked closely, and found that there seemed to be some addresses and shapes written on it.

"These are people who are suspected of being idle and forgetful. Bring them here, whether they are alive or dead."

"As long as you can recognize your true identity, you can get a half-level promotion with just one head and a fifty-yang longevity pill."

"And the heads of Sanyuan and Sixi, one head, three hundred Yangshou Dan! They were promoted to the third level!"

"The one who has killed the most people among them will be awarded the Sanjiazi Wuguoyangshou personally by Lord Si Tianjian!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone exploded with excitement. Such power was absolutely unique.

Sanjiazi! A whole hundred and eighty years! Who doesn’t want to live an extra 180 years? And the Yang Shou gifted by Lord Si Tianjian will naturally not turn into a mandrill!

The person who had previously planned to hide his strength suddenly put aside all worries and was eager to give it a try.

"Go ahead, I wish you all immediate success and promotion to the rank of noble. By the way, remember, this Zuowangdao is full of evil and heinous crimes. If you wait for this encirclement and suppression of Zuowangdao, you will actually serve the people, the world, and your Highness. It’s a feat of Dao, so I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go!”

"Boom~!" The four gates in the southeast, northwest and northwest of Shangjing City were slammed shut with a roar.

Along with the sound of war drums, some soldiers wearing heavy armor climbed onto the city wall one after another. They were full of evil spirits and seemed to form four huge walls, sealing everything inside.

The giant crossbows and weapons that were supposed to be used against the enemy began to be turned around and aimed at the city.

The snow was still falling, covering the entire city of Shangjing, and some small black dots were like ants, gradually spreading from the direction of Jiantian Si Yamen to the surrounding areas.

Li Huowang, who was frowning, rode his horse and kept tapping the horse's butt to make it move towards the east corner of the city. Following him were five other people, who also looked at the paper in their hands.

Screams and cries could be heard in the surrounding houses.

A wooden door close to the door god was knocked open, and a thin woman staggered outside with her infant child in her arms.

But along with the whistling sound, a ghost-headed sword quickly chased after him from inside the house.

At this critical moment, the baby in the woman's arms suddenly laughed evilly, shrank its bones, and slipped out of the swaddling clothes.

Immediately afterwards, his thin limbs kicked hard, pushing his mother towards the flying knife, but he used the recoil to escape.

With a "pop" sound, the woman was instantly stabbed into the heart by the tip of the knife. The hot blood melted the white snowflakes, revealing the dark floor tiles underneath.

A woman with two scars on her face rushed out of the house aggressively, pulled out the ghost-headed sword, and rushed towards the baby running in the snow.

"Damn it! That piece of shit is sitting and forgetting! Don't run away if you have the guts!"

As for the mother's body that was thrown into the snow like a broken sack, no one except Li Huowang paid attention to it.

"Many, many, many people will die this night!"

As Li Huowang gritted his teeth, his cheeks gradually puffed up.

All kinds of bloody things were unfolded in front of Li Huowang along the way. Both sides were serious about it, and the movement was particularly loud.

There are individual fights and mutual cooperation. The entire Shangjing City is like a pot of porridge placed on a high fire, gradually boiling from the inside out.

Unknowingly, he was there too.

Li Huowang suddenly jumped up from his horse, hit the paper window heavily, and rushed into the house.

Looking at the crying and hugging family of three in front of him, when Li Huowang raised the Zisui sword in his hand, he couldn't cut it down.

Suddenly, a cold light shot from Po Feng's window, with a "clang" sound and sparks flying. The thing was directly blocked by Li Huowang.

"This is fucking mine! Get out of here!"

Li Huowang, whose eyes began to become bloodshot, turned sideways and hissed.

Li Huowang turned around and looked at his wife again in the family of three in front of him. He put away the knife and took out a dagger from the torture bag at his hem.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, but in order to make sure that you are not sitting on the road, I need to see your face. After seeing it, I will help you heal it."

After the scream, Li Huowang put down a piece of silver and walked out of the house with a gloomy expression.

The good news is that the person is not sitting and forgetting, and the bad news is that the person is not sitting and forgetting!

With a quick step on the wood on the side, Li Huowang stepped on the window edge and climbed onto the snow-covered roof.

Standing on the highest point of the roof, Li Huowang looked at the extremely chaotic Shangjing City in front of him. It could be said that if there were eighteen hells, it would be nothing more than this.

Those Jian Tiansi and Zuowang who soared between the rooftops said that they had never considered the common people, and how could they possibly think about it.

And these unarmed people were hurriedly involved between the two. No matter what they did or didn't do, the outcome seemed to be destined.

Maybe the reason is just because if you block the road, you will be dead and in a different place the next moment.

Li Huowang should have been looking for Xinsu Beifeng at this moment, but when this human tragedy appeared in front of him, he suddenly found that his mind was buzzing and he couldn't stop at all.

"Boom!" A towering building in the distance was suddenly ignited, like a huge torch, replacing the missing moon in the sky, illuminating everything around it.

"Human life is nothing in front of you! They are all human beings! Living people!" Li Huowang pointed at the entire Shangjing City and cursed.

He originally thought he was indifferent enough, but when these things really appeared in front of him, he still couldn't look past them.

But after he finished scolding, Li Huowang felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart. He couldn't even control himself, so how could he be qualified to control others.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, you,..." Li Huowang looked sideways and found that it was Jin Shan Zhao who was only half of his body.

He shed tears of blood, pointed at everything in front of him with a sad and angry expression, and whined something that Li Huowang couldn't understand.

Then there was crying again, this time from the monk. While crying, he clasped his hands and began to chant Amitabha to save the dead.

"Oh! What are you doing, Boss Hongzhong! The soldiers are so fast! Leave them alone, let's go find Boss Beifeng!"

Li Huowang looked at Hongzhong who said this, with an unprecedented coldness in his eyes, and then he looked at the headless Peng Longteng.

She stood there like a sculpture, silently facing the soldiers on the distant city wall.

Just after Li Huowang clenched his fists and punched his restless self twice, three figures rushed towards him.

There are two women and one man. Judging from the clothes they are wearing, they obviously come from people of different status.

There were six or seven people chasing behind them, and when they saw Li Huowang, their eyes suddenly lit up. "Boss Hongzhong! You are here! Leave quickly! We will cut off your queen!"

After saying that, they stood up suddenly and stood between the Supervisor Tiansi and Li Huowang with a determined look on their faces.