Chapter 683 I Said the Appointment of the Presbyterian Church Was Wrong

Horton's face froze, and he stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

I worked so hard to get this position, and spent a thousand gold coins!

You just said one sentence and I got rid of this legitimate city lord?

What did you say that the elders were wrong? I heard it wrong, I heard it wrong!

No, I can't just leave like this, anyway, it was appointed by the elders, and it's clearly written in black and white on the appointment letter.

If you have any opinions, go to the elders, anyway, I won't leave, so what do you want!

"Zhang Xing! This is my appointment letter, take a look."

Horton took out a piece of bright paper and handed it over with both hands.

Zhang Xing didn't even look at it, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "Don't you understand what I said?"

"Then I'll repeat it again. If I say the appointment of the elders is wrong, then it's wrong!"

"Do you understand?"

Click!

Horton's heart sank, listening to Zhang Xing's plain words, but felt a terrifying murderous intent coming at him.

He slowly took back the appointment letter.

The anger in his heart was like a volcano erupting, but he suppressed it.

He didn't dare to get angry. He couldn't afford to offend Zhang Xing now, no, he couldn't afford to offend him half a year ago!

This kid often forced the patriarch of a big family to commit suicide, forced the emperor to commit suicide, and was notorious. In front of him, his power was really not enough.

At this time, several subordinates next to him already knew who the young man in front of them was.

They stared in shock, listening and watching in disbelief.

"Master Zhang Xing, aren't you dead?"

"You... weren't you killed by the self-explosion of the Venerable of the Foss Country?"

"Besides, my master didn't know you were still alive. If he knew you were still alive, how could he accept this appointment."

"If you want to blame you, blame the Elders Council. My master is innocent!"

"That's right, you can't be unreasonable. Just one sentence and let our master go back!"

"..."

Horton's subordinates spoke up one after another and reasoned with Zhang Xing.

"Oh? Do you think you can do whatever you want after I die?"

Zhang Xing laughed: "Just now I heard that you have already put Murphy in jail, and you want to arrest the acting city lord Andro as well?"

"Are you going to attack Fei'er and Xue'er?"

"It seems that everyone who is close to me has bad luck with me."

"What do you want to do?"

"Want to kill them all?"

Zhang Xing said as he waved his hand, grabbed the man named Xiao Zui Huan in the air, and squeezed him hard.

"Puff!"

A burst of blood rained down from the sky!

All the others turned pale immediately, watching their companions disappear in the house in horror, without even a piece of clothing left.

Domineering! Cruel! Very hot! It was exactly the same as described in the legend.

Waving his hand to kill people while talking and laughing, it was as easy as brushing off the dust on his body. The whole audience was silent, and you could hear a pin drop!

"Oh, by the way, let me tell you that the great masters of the Fusi Kingdom don't have the strength to blow me to death."

"I just don't want to fight them."

"In addition, I just made an agreement with the emperor of Fusi Kingdom that we will not interfere with each other and live in peace!"

"So, you should go back. I don't want to kill you. After all, I just killed more than a thousand war kings and more than a dozen masters of Fusi Kingdom. The blood on their bodies is too strong."

"I believe you will hear this news in a few days."

"Okay, go back. Oh, by the way, don't take away a single needle or thread from Zijing City."

Zhang Xing waved his hand casually, as if to drive away a group of flies.

After speaking, Zhang Xing disappeared from the chair out of thin air.

Leaving behind a group of horrified officials who had just taken office.

There is also a so-called legitimate city lord.

After a long time, the trembling voice of an official came.

"Lord Horton, what should we do? Should we leave or not?"

"Are you a pig? Why do you have to ask such a stupid question? If you want to die, stay!"

Horton couldn't help but shudder and hurried out of the mansion.

"Follow me, don't take anything with you!"

"Lord Horton, where are the ladies?"

"No more!"

Horton gritted his teeth.