In vain, a tall man in front of the captives stood up and rushed towards Yuhuatian. His hands had untied the rope tied to his body.

"Ahhhh, I'll kill you..."

He shouted angrily like thunder, Yu Huatian waved his hand around, picked up the chair behind him, and smashed it hard with a "bang".

"Bang!"

"ah!"

The man was obviously injured in the battle just now and was unable to move. At this time, he rushed out with a breath of anger in his heart. At this moment, he was directly hit by Yu Huatian.

He couldn't help but scream. Yu Huatian licked his lips, smiled and hooked his fingers back, and a special forces soldier handed over an iron finger condom. Yu Huatian fiddled with him on his right hand and put it in.

He grabbed the man's throat with his left hand and picked it up like a chicken.

"Bang"

A punch hit the stomach.

Suddenly, the other party bowed like shrimps, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Puff" Another uppercut was punched, and the iron fingertip hit the man's face. The broken teeth of his mouth were accompanied by various blood flowing from his nostrils, cheeks, and mouth. Half of his face was smashed, and the bones were hung on his face with minced meat.

"Isn't this the majestic General of the Left Guardian, Zheng Rentai, General Zheng?"

Yu Huatian's eyes showed a hint of smile, and then it gradually became colder.

"When your soldiers invaded Xuanwu Gate, did you think of what will happen now?"

"You...you don't...you don't be proud..."

Every time Zheng Rentai said something, blood gushed out from the hole of his broken cheek like a spring.

"Qin...the crown prince is dead...as long as Qin...the king of Qin ascends the throne, you guys..."

Before Zheng Rentai finished speaking, Yu Huatian exerted force on his hand, and a clang was heard, and his arm was folded to 90 degrees.

"ah……"

Zheng Rentai screamed like a pig slaughtering outside the Xuanwu Gate, and the crowd below were all taking a breath.

"Let's talk about whether the rebel traitor like the King of Qin can ascend the throne. Even if he ascends the throne, do you think you can live until that moment?"

Yu Huatian seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be talking to other prisoners.

"If you were already dead before the King of Qin ascended the throne, then what does it have to do with you whether he ascended the throne or not? Haha, it's so stupid..."

Yu Huatian seemed to come back to his senses and smiled again to face the crowd who were being re-subdued.

"Tsk tsk tsk, sorry, it got dirty, where did you just say..."

Then he threw Zheng Rentai's broken body back to the captive group. The special forces behind him handed a towel at the right time, and Yu Huatian wiped the blood on his hands and body with a smile.

He shook his head, as if he remembered something. Yuhuatian, who had dried the blood, walked two steps to the side, walked around the back, came to the house, and picked up the remaining blue brick in the building.

After weighing it, he nodded with satisfaction, and kept undulating his chest in front of the captive group. Zheng Rentai, who was struggling to move backwards, walked step by step.

"No...don't...don't kill me, don't kill me..."

At this moment, Zheng Rentai's eyes were full of desire for life.

He didn't want to die yet, just as Yu Huatian said, as long as he survived, after the King of Qin ascended the throne, all his glory and wealth would be within his control.

But if you die now, everything has nothing to do with yourself. No matter how many things you have done before and how much credit you have made, what's the use of being dead?

With Zheng Rentai's collapse, infinite fear surged in the hearts of people around him.

At first, the anger of the crowd was just the result of fear and panic erupting in vain. However, before someone actually shouted out the incitement language, dozens of living corpses had already fallen among them, the smell of blood spread, and the voice suddenly subsided.

Now when Zheng Rentai's body was thrown in front of everyone, the group of people in the front row took a few steps back, and no one dared to come up and make any moves.

Zheng Rentai is the highest-ranking prisoner at this moment. Now he is begging for mercy when facing death. What would the others think?

Do you still have to persist?

If you persist, will you die?

If you die, what does everything in the future have to do with yourself?

A multiple-choice question appeared in everyone's mind.
Chapter completed!