Chapter 1550

Soon, with the efforts of the army, several pits were dug in the green belt at the corner of the hall.

"Who will be buried first?" Chu Jiang seemed to be talking to himself, glancing at the male tyrants, who were all frightened.

The four faced local tyrant and the bald local tyrant have already cowered behind the local tyrants. Just now, they talked the most. Now they want to bury people in Chu River, and they naturally bear the brunt.

Outside the hall, there are green mountains and green waters, and gurgling streams. Because all the local tyrants hold their breath, the sound of the streams is more beautiful, but no one listens to the sound of the streams. They only pay attention to who will be buried first in the city of Chu?

"You, you, and you, what's the use of hiding behind people? It's just a step earlier and a step later. It's just a step earlier and a release earlier." Chu Jiang pointed to the local tyrants with four faces and bald heads, and said with a comforting face.

Get rid of it earlier, get rid of your head, why don't you get rid of it!

Several local tyrants, when the army walked towards them, secretly scolded, and immediately half knelt and half climbed out, all crying and pleading.

"Lord Chu, Lord Chu, spare your life. As long as you spare us, we will never obstruct the cooperation between President ye and Prince Lu earlier."

"Lord Chu, Lord Chu, spare your life. As long as you spare us, we will reform and be good!"

"Lord Chu, spare your life. As long as you spare us, we will... Show our sincerity. Yes, we can give you a ransom. No, it's not a ransom, it's a voluntary donation!"

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But Chu Jiang seemed indifferent, so with a wave of his hand, several local tyrants were thrown into the pit. They lay there and wanted to get up and escape, but when they saw the cold eyes of the army, they dared not get up.

Get up, maybe die faster.

Just now, these local tyrants were arrogant, more vicious than one. At this moment, those lying in the pit did not move, and those who had not been thrown into the pit turned pale and trembled all over. It seems... It's true to bury first, release first, and then bury. It's scary to watch others bury this process!

It may be cool to bury people from the perspective of appreciation, but as long as you think about it, you will be buried like this next, and they will completely... Collapse!

"Lao Chen, I said that it's none of our business for others to cooperate with others, but you invited me and said that you wanted to... Obstruct others' cooperation at any cost. Now, it's all your fault!"

"Lao Li, you're wrong to say that. I just mentioned that. You were more excited than me at that time and put forward many good ideas. You... How can you blame me!"

The ugliness of people is that they complain about each other, especially when encountering setbacks and dangers.

"Lao Zhang, what do you do now... What do you do now? Don't you usually have an idea? What do you do now?"

"Scar six was stunned by him. These Wulin masters were stunned by him. They wanted to throw money. He didn't enter the oil and salt. What can we... Do? If such masters are here, unless... The eight leaders appear at the same time... We are dead today!"

"Then... Please welcome the eight leaders!"

"Depending on your relationship with me, it's great to know people like Bao different and Ling Qingsong. Who can contact the leaders of the eight sects!"

"Are... We just waiting to die? I... don't want to die. There are hundreds of millions left in my passbook!"

A local tyrant began to cry bitterly. He said that the most painful thing in life was that people were dying and the money had not been spent. What he said was right at all.

Hundreds of millions. How long will it take? How many star girls will it take? God, although they haven't been thrown into the pit, they are afraid first. One local tyrant cried bitterly, and other local tyrants also cried bitterly, as if crying could be contagious.

Because the army is already filling the pit, covering the sand on the four faced local tyrants and others. It's too... I can't bear to see it!

Chu Jiang looked at everyone's expressions, and the corners of his mouth still had a playful expression.

Seeing that they had only one head exposed in the four faces, they would be buried alive if they added a few handfuls of sand.

But the army kept moving, and they were still pulling a handful of sand into the pit.

crazy!

This Chu ye must be a madman!

Some of the strong women and the female companions brought by the local tyrants thought that Chu Jiang was just bluffing them. Now they were stunned to see this situation.

"Lord Chu... Spare your life!"

"Lord Chu... Spare your life! We can do whatever you want, as long as you... Spare us!"

"Lord Chu!"

The local tyrants such as Sifang face kept struggling and shouting, with snot and tears.

"Chu Jiang..." Ye Qingcheng felt almost finished. If he continued to make trouble, he would kill people, so he hit Chu Jiang on the shoulder.

"Honey, do you want to invite me to unlock the lounge next door?" Chu Jiang was hit by Ye Qingcheng and asked with a surprised face.

"I'll go!" When it was time, this bastard wanted to unlock something. Ye Qingcheng rolled his eyes, as if there were thousands of grass and mud horses rushing by.

"Win the thief, don't... Make trouble, just scare them!" Next came Yue Shanshan, who had been silent just now. She also thought that Chu Jiang was just bluffing these local tyrants. It seemed that... The winning thief was really serious, so she also persuaded him.

"Sister Shan, are you... Pleading for them? If you plead, I'll let them go." Chu Jiang heard the speech and grinned at Yue Shanshan.

Plead?

Sister, if you plead with this winning thief, how can you pursue him in the future!

Yue Sasa heard the words, her face was cold, and she immediately shut up.

"Lord Chu... I beg you!" Lu Bincheng was too busy to speak, with a sincere face.

"The only person here who is not qualified to beg me is you!" Chu Jiang glared at him fiercely. Lu Bincheng immediately felt a shiver all over his body and shut up immediately.

"Amitabha, goodness, goodness!"

At this time, the Buddha's name came from the door of the hall. Immediately, there were eight more figures in the hall.

The local tyrants' eyes burst with surprise, while other Wulin masters seemed a little disappointed, because the eight leaders came, there was no good play to see.

The one who announced the Buddha's name was naturally the head of Shaolin Temple, relieved. This is an old monk in his fifties, kind-hearted, with a cassock, calm and automatic, as if he had been an eminent monk.

Standing on both sides of him are Yue Bufan, the leader of Huashan sect, Wu Kuan, the leader of DIANCANG sect, song Chengzi, the leader of Qingcheng sect, Zhong Yun, the leader of Wudang Mountain, Nianci, the leader of Emei sect, Jin Butou, the leader of Kunlun sect, and Yuan Feng, the leader of Tianshan sect.

It seems that this Linglong chess meeting is not simple. Even the eight leaders have come. It is really a rare occasion.