The back door of my house can last until the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 195 Let You Be a Smart Ghost

Sun Jie stood quietly on the spot, looking at Huang Taiji who was baring his teeth and claws.

"Sun Jie, I have no grievances with you, why did you treat me like this?!"

Huang Taiji yelled at Sun Jie like a crazy beast.

Falling into a demonic barrier, he was suddenly awakened by Sun Jie in front of him.

Sun Jie was being guarded by a group of fierce generals, so Huang Taiji could see it naturally.

Tens of 10 people in the Qing Dynasty all died in the hands of Sun Jie.

The anger towards Sun Jie had already reached the sky.

"My lord, this person is Huang Taiji. He was like a fool just now, but he is much better now."

A soldier stood in front of Sun Jie, explaining what happened just now.

Sun Jie's eyes flowed from the soldier to Huang Taiji.

"No injustice or enmity? The people of Liaodong had no enmity with you back then, why did you kill them?

excuse me, can you tell me the reason?give me a reason! "

Sun Jie's face was livid.

"you you you you!"

Huang Taiji pointed at Sun Jie, momentarily at a loss for words, not knowing what to say.

Pausing for a while, he said angrily again: "I am different from them, they are all a bunch of slaves, if you kill them, you will kill them!"

"Then you are also a slave to me? If you kill it, you will kill it. What can you do?"

Sun Jie scolded.

The world of the weak and the strong is what it is.

Either you die or I die.

When eating people, you should also be careful, so as not to be eaten by people in the end.

"Pull that one over!"

Sun Jie pointed to Yue Tuo behind Huang Taiji and said.

The soldiers who were holding Yuetuo pressed him in front of Sun Jie.

Sun Jie drew a waist knife from Chen Hu's waist beside him, and stabbed it into Yue Tuo's neck.

"laugh!"

Blood splattered and sprayed everywhere.

Huang Taiji's eyes widened, and his anger burned even more.

"Gollum, Gollum!"

Yue Tuo wanted to say something, but his throat was already flooded with blood, he grunted a few times, fell to the ground twitching, and gradually lost his breath.

Handing the bloody knife to Chen Hu, Sun Jie pointed to the corpse on the ground and looked at Huang Taiji, "To me, you are slaves, slaves.

I can kill anytime I want, it's no easier than crushing an ant. "

"Your surname is Sun, if you have the guts, fight with me with real swords and guns, borrowing the power of foreign things, what a hero!"

Huang Taiji roared again.

"Times have changed!"

Sun Jie shook his head.

"My lord, and this dog thing!"

Several soldiers escorted a middle-aged man with mischievous eyebrows and came from a distance.

"My lord, this is Fan Wencheng, the guy whom my lord called by name."

The leading soldier walked towards this side while escorting Fan Wencheng.

Fan Wencheng was guarded by these soldiers like a little chicken.

His head was buried low, and his arms were clamped backwards.

Fan Wencheng, this old traitor.

To some extent, Sun Jie hated him even more than Huang Taiji.

"Your Majesty!"

The soldier kicked Fan Wencheng's calf, causing him to kneel on the ground.

"Ouch!"

Fan Wencheng grinned in pain.

"Still calling!"

Chen Hu on the side cursed, and his mouth twitched.

"Snapped!"

A bright red palm print, high and swollen.

Fan Wencheng was beaten so badly that his head was buried even lower, and he kept yelling for mercy.

I am used to being a slave, and I have long since lost my backbone.

"Spare me? Spare your life? It's ridiculous. Later, I will have someone cut you up on the city wall. Dog-like thing, still want to live?
A shameless person like you who defected to the enemy has no choice but to die.He also shamelessly said that they are the descendants of Fan Wenzhenggong. If Fan Wenzheng knew that his descendants were like this, would he be angry and come back to life? "

Sun Jie gritted his teeth, pointed at Fan Wencheng and cursed.

Only traitors are the most hated.

Fan Wencheng was stunned when he heard that Sun Jie was going to cut himself alive.

He kowtowed again and again, begging for mercy.

But he was kicked away by Sun Jie.

Seeing that he was about to die, Fan Wencheng also went all out.

"I defected to the enemy? Aren't you the same? How can you be better than me? Aren't you also a traitor?! Why do you kill me? Why?!"

Fan Wencheng yelled like he was crazy.

Sun Jie looked at the sun in the sky and took a deep breath.

The strong smell of gunpowder smoke in the air is so wonderful at this time.

His eyes were on Fan Wencheng again, and his voice became a little lower:
"Why kill you? Just because you surrendered to Huang Taiji, just because of the dirty things you did, you will definitely die.

Where do you have any sense of shame?Liaodong is not the Liaodong where the slaves were established, it is the Liaodong of the Ming Dynasty, and it is the Liaodong of the world.

People like you don't understand such things at all.After all, your ancestor was also Fan Wenzheng, but unfortunately, you didn't inherit Fan Wenzheng's integrity at all.Look at the pigtail braid on your head, where does it look like a human being? "

A gust of north wind blew, behind Fan Wencheng's livid head, a rat's tail fluttered in the wind.

"Does this mouse have a good tail? A dog-like person!"

Sun Jie became angry when he saw Fan Wencheng's mouse tail.

Where would Fan Wencheng listen?
He retorted: "What's the use of your hype? You're not the same as me. Aren't you rebelling against Ming? No matter how nice your words are, the history books will not record that you are a successor."

"You are also worthy, let me tell you, in this world, everyone in the world can sit, except Jiannu. Anyone can inherit the Ming Dynasty, except Jiannu.

Jian slaves sit in the world, will they regard the world as their own?

The things in the world are taken and taken away, used like sand and discarded like shoes, without mercy. "Sun Jie looked at Fan Wencheng, who was a dead duck with a stubborn mouth, and said coldly.

"Actually, if you take refuge with other people, even if it's a thief, maybe I won't kill you."

Sun Jie walked up behind Fan Wencheng, grabbed the mouse tail on the back of Fan Wencheng's forehead, and yanked it violently.

"what!!!"

Amidst Fan Wencheng's wailing, Sun Jie forcibly tore off the rat's tail and scalp.

Throwing the mouse tail with the scalp in his hand on the ground, Sun Jie patted Fan Wencheng's bloody scalp, and said with a sinister smile, "It looks much better now, and it's useless to talk nonsense with you.

Someone, pull him to the city wall and cut him alive. "

"Order!"

Chen Hu personally led the soldiers and dragged Fan Wencheng to the city wall not far away.

Fan Wencheng was trembling, his body was stiff, feces and urine flowed out, and his nostrils were foul-smelling.

There is great terror between life and death, and it suddenly disappeared from the previous appearance.

Sun Jie looked at Huang Taiji who was still struggling at the side again:
"Do you know how your son Hauge died?
I cast him into a living bronze statue, and I have sent someone back to pull it back. Before you die, I will let you and your son meet. "

Huang Taiji was taken aback for a moment, then wailed and cursed:
"You executioner, executioner, damn you, damn you!"

"be honest!"

The soldier who was holding him pushed him hard to the ground.

Already weak, now even more powerless.

"Don't worry, after Liaodong is fully recovered, I will scrape you alive, then cast your skeleton and flesh and blood into a kneeling statue, and place it with your son Hauge outside the city. "

"you you you!"

Huang Taiji was so angry that he could not speak at Sun Jie's words.

His chest was heaving violently, and fire was burning in his eyes.

Sun Jie was his enemy, if he hadn't been held down, he would have rushed up and tore Sun Jie to pieces.

"Tie him up, the rest of you go first, I have something to say to him!"

Sun Jie looked at the followers beside him.

"But my lord..."

A guard felt a little dangerous and wanted to persuade him.

Sun Jie interrupted him: "He is the only one left, what are you afraid of?"

At Sun Jie's strong request, Huang Taiji was tied into a rice dumpling.

Sun Jie found half of the beam and sat in front of Huang Taiji.

Holding the thermos cup in his hand, he took a sip of the hot tea in it, and then let out a long breath.

"Sun Dog, what do you want to do? Let me tell you, one day, you will be punished. My today is your tomorrow..."

The veins on Huang Taiji's face were bulging, his face was red, and he cursed loudly.

Looking at the hysterical Huang Taiji, Sun Jie didn't feel any anger, but just quietly listened to Huang Taiji's cursing, and took a sip of tea from time to time.

When Huang Taiji's curses subsided, Sun Jie said calmly: "You are also the emperor of the Qing Dynasty after all, how can you curse like a shrew? What about your dignity?"

"Dignity? Hmph, I'm pooh." Huang Taiji spit out thick phlegm towards Sun Jie, but Sun Jie dodged it.

Huang Taiji is very thin, thin and out of shape, with a round face that is very common in Jiannu, with single eyelids.

The bridge of the nose is collapsed, and some pockmarks can be vaguely seen around it.

His face was covered with dried blood scabs and black ashes, and because he didn't have a helmet, his blue-black scalp was very conspicuous.

The money rattail on the back of the head hangs down to the neck, moving under the wind.

Cursing and cursing, Huang Taiji became more and more agitated.

He yelled at Sun Jie: "There is no hatred between you and me, last time in Shanxi, you chased me and beat me, and I didn't hurt anyone of you.

Why are you attacking me?Relying on your strength, you can take down the Ming Kingdom with your bare hands.These places are countless times better than mine in Liaodong. Why did you attack Liaodong?

I have no grievances with you in the past, and I have no hatred in recent days. I really don't understand why you do this?Why? "

Sun Jie looked around, the nearest guard was more than 30 steps away from him.

Seeing this, he withdrew his gaze and looked at Huang Taiji again.

"Speaking of it, you may not believe it, but without me, in the not-too-distant future, that is, three or four years later, you will be able to move into the Central Plains and become the masters of this land.

And you love the Xinjueluo family, like the Zhu family of the Ming Dynasty, they will be emperors for nearly 300 years! "

Sun Jie's voice was very gentle, but with great force, like a heavy hammer, hitting Huang Taiji's heart again and again.

"what?!"

Huang Taiji began to pant heavily, cold sweat trickling down his forehead.

"What do you mean by that? What do you mean?!"

"Well, let me tell you a story, let you be a ghost, and let you know what you will have in the future, and what I destroyed for you."

Sun Jie's expression became strange.

Give him hope, then give him despair.

Draining the bottom of the pot, murdering and punishing the heart!
(End of this chapter)