"It's Lord Wei Kang!!"

Compared to Wei Meng who faced Wei Kang day and night, it is inevitable that others would recognize Wei Kang, who had only one head left, but the shock brought them was more significant. In the eyes of ordinary mountain people or an ordinary garrison soldier, Wei Kang, the leader of the twelve guards, was already a high-ranking figure. But now, he had only one head left, and was hung on the northern exit like this.

The soldiers of the garrison followed the command of the commander and tried to separate the gathered mountain people. However, while they were executing the command, they could not help but look at the contents on the strip, and they would discuss a few words while the commander was not paying attention.

"Another one!"

This word has become the sentence with the highest probability of appearance. Even if many people don’t say it, the words they express clearly mean this.

This kind of scene, such scene, has been constantly staged in various parts of Xiafeng District since the appearance of the Nightingale organization more than three years ago. From the remote border town to the main city of Xiafeng District, one evil person after another was punished by them and then displayed to the public.

The black words on the white cloth strip list the crimes of these wicked people. And the nightingale has become the incarnation of justice in the minds of many mountain people.

"It's dispersed, it's all dispersed!!" The guards from the north exit kept scolding the crowd. However, the crowd did not disperse, but instead tended to gather more and more.

Wei Kang, it was Wei Kang! Wei Kang was killed by the Nightingale.

The news was spreading rapidly, much faster than the spies sent by Wei Meng to deliver letters. Such a big shot was dealt with, which pushed people's expectations for the Nightingale to a new height.

The crowd could not be evacuated for a long time, and the soldiers of the garrison were even squeezed out of the crowd, watching Wei Kang's head continue to hang there, and watching the white cloth list many shameful behaviors of Wei Kang, but they were completely unable to deal with it.

"Clog the intersection for me! Don't let anyone come over again! Spread them away. Let them all disperse!" The guardian was furious and directed his subordinates, but the results were very little. The regular garrison troops in the north exit were not enough to cope with the enthusiasm of the mountain people who were ignited at this moment.

"Waste!" A shout came into the ears of the guardian.

"Who?" The guard officer who was anxious was roaring subconsciously. But looking around, he couldn't see who was talking to him.

"Those who do not accept the order, kill!" The voice came again, and the guard still couldn't find who was talking, but he had already realized some possibility.

Only hearing the sounds but not seeing the person. This is obviously because of the use of supernatural powers to transmit voices. Among the twelve guards, there is one of them who is a master of Mingzhi Po.

Lord Wei Meng?

The guardian subconsciously shrank his head. The twelve guards had no official positions, but their power was far superior to those of them. They realized that the "waste" might be Wei Meng's evaluation of him. The guardian's face suddenly felt even more devastated than before. At this time, he would not care about anything else and immediately issued instructions from Wei Meng frantically.

"Let them scatter! Those who disobey will be killed without mercy!" The guard roared, and the soldiers heard this order, and the people gathered here also heard it. Before the soldiers could take action, the people were already in an uproar.

It was not because of fear, but out of anger. Everyone's emotions were excited because Wei Kang was killed. They were originally restrained because of fear of the rule of power, but the cruel and fierce command of the guard official completely shattered the last little suppression.

Everyone's eyes were filled with anger and pointed at the guardian who issued the order. Just the look that seemed to be trying to eat people was the guardian's reaction that the guardian had not expected. He felt a sense of silence in his heart. He subconsciously took a step back, pressed his hand tightly on the hilt of the knife, and shouted at all the mountain people: "What do you want to do? Do you want to rebel? Come on, stop them."

There were two close-fitting guards behind the guard, but when they saw this scene, they didn't dare to step forward.

They are just ordinary soldiers, because of long-term training, or the threshold for touching a little power of soul, but after all, they are not those who have supernatural powers. Faced with such a crowd, their level of strength will not play any role at all.

"What's going on? Are you deaf? Or do you want to rebel too?" The guard found that the two guys behind him hesitated and did not move at all. He shouted loudly. Seeing the guards' appearance, the mountain people even more encouraged their confidence. These soldiers and commanders who usually make them fearful seemed not scary at all at this time.

"If you don't disperse, you will be killed without mercy?" A mountain citizen walking in front looked at the guard and his two guards with a sarcastic look. This expression usually only appears on the faces of ordinary people like them!

"Yes." replied.

The guards did not speak, nor did the two guards speak, but almost everyone in the audience heard the answer. Everyone was looking around for the source of the sound. When their eyes turned to the huge rock with the north exit, they saw a figure sweeping high. Wei Kang's head hung on the huge rock had been taken off, and a long strip of cloth flew up as if he had opened his eyes. Before anyone could react, the strip of cloth had already flew back, but a person was dragged back and forth from his tail. It was the mountain citizen who spoke to mock the instructions of "not dispersing, killing without mercy."

Wei Meng stood on the huge rock at the north exit, holding Wei Kang's head in his left hand and holding the white cloth in his right hand. The mountain people's neck was tightly strangled and hung up, and they were struggling desperately at this time.

"Yes." Wei Meng repeated again, using the sound of Mingzhipo, and everyone present could clearly hear it, "If you don't disperse, you will be killed without mercy."

Anger is still written on the faces of all the mountain people, but now it is hiding little by little, and replaced by fear they are used to. Some people are still staring blankly, while some are about to leave in shame. And the mountain people who were hung in the air by Wei Meng and were about to die, no one cares about them at all.

"The last time, disperse." Wei Meng said.

The mountain people who were still standing still finally made movements and were about to leave in a hurry. People pushed and stopped people. Some were pretending to be hurt, but they did not dare to make any sound at all. Everyone was trying their best to suppress and hide, fearing that they would be noticed. So many people moved and left together, but no one spoke, only the uninterrupted and dull footsteps.

Wei Meng watched all this coldly, and his right hand was still hanging the poor mountain village. His struggle was getting weaker and weaker. At this moment, an arrow flew from the distance.
Chapter completed!