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Chapter 122 It’s over(1/2)

On the city wall, the spies took off their hand crossbows and hid behind the wall stacks, staring closely at the darkness below the city.

The Golden Pig paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, no longer as calm as before.

From time to time, he would lie down on the top of the city and take a look down to make sure that Chen Ji was okay, and then he felt relieved for a short time.

Just like a gambler at the Pai Gow table, after getting a good hand, he keeps rubbing his hole cards to check, worried that he has made a mistake, and worried that his opponent will cheat and tip the table.

It seemed as if Chen Ji was not betting on his own life, but on the life of the golden pig.

Fortunately.

Perhaps due to the appearance of Pegasus, the Liu family members hidden among the victims showed no trace of assassination attempts. They quietly lay dormant like poisonous insects, waiting for the next moment.

Tianma stood by the wall and looked down, only to see Chen Ji sitting alone by the city wall, closing his eyes and concentrating as if no one else was around, as if he was asleep.

Pegasus looked at Golden Pig and gestured: Newcomer? He is very courageous, like a madman.

The golden pig's face suddenly turned as bitter as a purple eggplant: I may fall back to the acquired state, this kid will play with himself to death sooner or later!

Tianma's surprise: You actually bet on him?

There was a trace of compassion in his eyes.

The Golden Pig sighed: Mengji wrote in the secret report to the Prime Minister that this guy has extremely high potential for officialdom, and he is a first-class talent just like you... I originally thought that it would be hard to find a first-class talent, so I had to catch him quickly.

But I didn't expect to fall into his hands.

Tianma thought for a while and gestured silently: Do you want to help him become a Chinese zodiac sign?

The golden pig nodded.

Tianma gestures again: Is he an orphan too?

The golden pig shook his head.

Tianma hesitated for a moment: Then when will we get rid of his parents?

The Golden Pig lowered his voice and said angrily: "You don't have to be an orphan to be a zodiac sign. In the early years, many zodiac signs were not."

Pegasus was confused.

The golden pig rolled his eyes and said quickly: "No need!"

Pegasus glanced at the stars nonchalantly: It's almost Mao hour.

Golden Pig was startled. He turned back and looked into the city, but he still saw no sign of the grain truck.





The torch has been extinguished.

Chen Ji slowly opened his eyes and saw the victims in front of him standing up one after another, like a black dry forest, boundless.

One of the victims held a little girl in his arms and asked dryly: "Sir, why haven't the food arrived yet? My baby is too hungry to cry."

Chen Ji stood up silently.

The little girl in the arms of the victims had arms thinner than bamboo poles.

Chen Ji asked softly: "The floods have receded, why haven't they left any farmland in western Henan?"

The victims of the disaster said angrily: "After the flood receded, all the land designated by the government inexplicably became the Liu family's land. Every household had no surplus grain. There were wealthy households in Yima County who were willing to lend us grain, but those who were nine in and thirteen out were

If we were saddled with such high interest rates, we would never be able to get back on our feet for generations to come. As long as there was a way to survive, we would not have walked more than 200 miles to Luo City."

The victim said bitterly: "I am really hungry and can't stand it anymore."

In the crowd, someone suddenly shouted: "What nonsense are you talking to him about? It's almost midnight, and the food promised to us hasn't arrived yet!"

"Yes, where's the food?"

"Lying, he is lying to us!"

"Kill him and break the door!"

On the city wall, Pegasus was about to draw his bow and shoot the victims who led the mutiny, but the golden pig held down his arm.

Golden Pig gritted his teeth and said: "You can't kill, you can't kill everyone. If you anger the victims, that boy Chen Ji really won't survive."

Pegasus looked at the golden pig and said in sign language: No one will listen to what he says anymore, he is dead. If not, shall I give him a happy life?

The golden pig said urgently: "Wait a little longer!"

In a moment, the crowd under the city wall was like a black tide, swallowing up the ruins in an instant.

Some people shook their fists, some smashed their hoes, and some kicked them. Chen Ji could only barely avoid the fatal attack and retreated toward the city gate step by step. Finally, his back rested on the round copper rivet of the red-painted city gate.

The golden pig scratched the wall and looked down, only to find that the traces had been forced into the city gate hole and could no longer be seen.

At this time, Chen Ji grabbed a fist that was hitting him in the city gate, stared at the opponent and said: "I said the food will arrive, and it will definitely arrive. My wealth and life are staked here, and I will

Don’t panic, why are you panicking? Wait another quarter of an hour. If the food doesn’t come after a quarter of an hour, you can kill or cut them into pieces as you please!”

Someone in the crowd shouted: "You've been waiting all night, what are you waiting for?"

"Kill him and break down the door! Go into the city and grab something to eat!"

Chen Ji's face darkened, the Liu family didn't want to wait any longer!

But the victims were hesitant and unwilling to kill the traces.

They were just honest farmers, they had never actually killed anyone, and it was just a bluff before.

The next moment, a man with a fierce expression was walking among the victims. He quietly came to the front row, stabbed a knife through the gap, and went straight to Chen Yi's abdomen!

In the chaos, if this knife stabbed Chen Ji to death, there would be no room for turning between the victims and the court.

However, the moment the knife was handed out, the man was shocked to find that Chen Ji had dodged the knife. He suddenly raised his head and met Chen Ji's cold gaze.

Only then did the man realize that Chen Ji was not as weak as he had shown before!

However, when the man saw that the sneak attack failed, he did not hesitate. He turned the blade of the knife and stabbed straight into his abdomen. He wailed and raised his blood-stained hands: "Killed, the official killed, avenge me! Enter Luo

city!"

Chen Ji looked solemn.

This is a dead soldier raised by the Liu family!

As for Zhang Zhuo, why hasn't the food been transferred yet? What accident happened? Does the Liu family have back-ups at the granary?

For a moment, mixed emotions flooded into his mind, and Chen Ji felt that he had fallen into a dead end carefully designed by the Liu family.

This doesn't look like Liu's obvious plan.

It was more like a scheming chess player who suddenly made a sudden move and blocked all his escape routes.

Cruel, cunning, and leaving no room for error.

The other party's plans are intertwined, as if no matter how hard you struggle, you can't escape the fate of failure in the end.

At this time, someone shouted: "Get out of the way!"

The crowd moved out of the way.

Chen Ji looked up and saw at the end of the passage where the victims had given way, dozens of people carrying hemp ropes on their shoulders and carrying heavy giant trees towards the city gate!

Once the city gate is broken, a civil uprising will break out and death will be inevitable!

However, at this moment, the crisp sound of horse hooves came from behind the city gate, lonely but determined.

The noisy voices of the victims were silenced by the solitary sound of horse hooves, and there was only one voice left in the world.

There was a creaking sound, and the heavy red lacquer city gate behind the traces was slowly opened from the inside.

The victims looked in shock, looking past the ruins and towards the crack in the door that was getting bigger and bigger.

Zhang Zhuo was sitting on a black war horse in the crack of the vermilion door. His face and red official robe were covered with dots of blood!

Zhang Zhuo gently rode his horse forward, and the horse snorted and walked out of the city gate step by step. As it took a step, the victims would take a step back until they were crowded and could no longer retreat.

This figure of one person and one horse actually surpassed the momentum of thousands of disaster victims!

Chen Ji looked back and saw that Zhang Zhuo came alone, and there was no grain truck behind him!

He suddenly looked up, in disbelief.

Where is the food?! What are you doing if you don’t have food? Are you going to die?

However, Zhang Zhuo sat calmly on his horse and said in a calm voice: "I am Zhang Zhuo, the magistrate of Luocheng. The relief food is on the way and will be delivered here in less than a quarter of an hour! Everyone backed away a hundred feet. I

The officials want to set up a porridge shed under the city, and they will line up to serve porridge, and everyone will have a share!"

The victims have not moved, they have no food, and it is impossible to break the heavens.

They faced off against Zhang Zhuo silently, and the silent oppression of thousands of people was as thick as a city and as solid as substance.

Chen Ji's heart sank, and he whispered: "Sir, slowly retreat, I, the Secret Service, will cover you..."

However, Zhang Zhuo heard a sneer in his nasal voice and spurred his horse forward again!

The black crowd of victims is endless, and a red figure is tall, firm, and unquestionable.
To be continued...
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