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Chapter 130 Overwhelming the people on stage 3
"Young commander, my surname is Yu and my name is Hua."

Yu Hua tried his best to calm the tremor in his voice, and pretended to be calm and said to Si Zhuo, looking straight at him, but when he saw her eyes, his whole body was cold.

Those eyes were cold, calm and deep.

People can't see through the emotions inside, and it seems that there is no emotion. She is doing things without the slightest emotion, reaping human lives.

It's like doing it a million times.

As the new leader of the Southwest District, her hands were indeed stained with the blood of countless people, so Yu Hua was no exception.

Besides, he is really Zhang Yongji's illegitimate son.

He thought that this matter had already been completely buried. If Zhang Yongji was still alive, he might not even remember that he had a son here.

But don't want to be at this moment.

Someone can actually dig this thing out

The dirty past was suddenly dripping with blood.

"Oh? Surnamed Yu?"

A little interest slowly floated in Si Zhuo's eyes, she stretched out her hand, and with her slightly cool fingertips, she gently brushed over his almost perfect face outlined by the makeup.

Her movements seemed gentle.

But when she was holding the gun, she had already pulled the safety. Just lightly pull the trigger, and the stunningly talented person in front of her would be killed.

The colorful clothes are like butterflies, and the fragrance disappears and the jade dies.

Thinking about it, this scene is also extremely beautiful.

"You want to tell me, aren't you Zhang Yongji's illegitimate son?" There was a slight smile on Si Zhuo's lips, as if laughing that he was a dying ant.

She never does anything unsure.

If it is not to determine his identity.

Why did she come to this theater to make a big fuss?

Yu Hua's thoughts turned back and forth in a few breaths. The person in front of him was the commander of the Ping'an Army. He had just killed Zhang Yongji and became the leader of the new generation of Southwest Region.

What she has to do at this time is to eliminate Zhang Yongji's remnants.

Those who are blood related to Zhang Yongji are naturally the first to bear the brunt.

She wanted to kill him, not kidding.

He originally thought that he was humble and lowly, with blood and deep hatred but powerless, alone, full of desolation.

This life is on this stage, an actor for people to enjoy, has long put life and death aside

And this moment.

When death is really near.

He still felt fear in his heart and couldn't restrain his trembling. He only realized it so clearly when he was at the point of death.

He wants to live.

Even if it is to live on the last breath.

Also live.

But at this time, his life and death depended on the hands of the person in front of him.

Si Zhuo's index finger was already ready to use a little force, gently tap it, and send the person in front of him to the west, and it will be over once and for all.

Her expression was almost cruelly calm.

It is better to kill one thousand by mistake than to let one go.

She will not give Zhang Yongji's remnants a chance to revive.

Cutting the weeds and eradicating the roots is the way of a military strategist.

"I'm!"

Yu Hua said suddenly.

Si Zhuo's movements paused, as if he didn't expect him to admit it, the interest that had subsided in his eyes surged up again, getting stronger and more dangerous.

She waited nonchalantly.

Waiting for Zhang Yongji's illegitimate son, how to survive from her hands, she was really curious about what he would do.

How dying.

"His blood is flowing in my body," he said loudly, as if he was making a last-ditch effort, "but my surname is Yu, not Zhang!"

She wanted to kill him, but he wanted to live.

Therefore, he wanted to give him a reason not to kill him.

Since she came, she was sure.

Blindly deny your identity.

It would only be counterproductive, he wanted to give her a reason, a reason for not killing him even though she knew he was Zhang Yongji's illegitimate son.

"The thing I hate the most in my life is that his blood is flowing in my body..."

His voice was a little hoarse, and there was an unforgettable hatred in his disgusting tone.

He was dressed in extremely gorgeous and gorgeous costumes, which complemented his whole body with a lingering sense of despair and fragility.

"Oh?"

Si Zhuo responded casually.

The silver gun still didn't move away from his face, but the hand pressing the trigger took off a little bit of force.

"He raped my mother..."

He looked directly at her, his eyes were gradually bloodshot with pain.

And her mother was physically weak, and was bruised all over by Zhang Yongji's abuse. The most urgent thing to do was to recover from her injuries. If she had to abort her child rashly, she would kill two people, so she gave birth to him.

Si Zhuo remained silent, and still looked at him indifferently, without any emotional fluctuations, let alone the so-called pity.

"He killed my mother's whole family..."

Because the Yu family took the lead in rebelling against Zhang Yongji's rule after knowing what Zhang Yongji had done, they were killed as an example to others.

"He slaughtered my hometown, the whole city..."

Yu Jiale is kind and well-known in the local area, but killing chickens to warn monkeys is counterproductive and arouses public outrage.

He used a heavy hoarse voice.

Uncovered the bloody past.

How miserable and hopeless?

But Si Zhuo was still unmoved by this, she raised his chin with a silver gun, her expression calm and calm.

"Oh? Are they all dead?"

"Only I survived."

He was still young.

Hid under the pile of corpses.

He was the only one who escaped unharmed.

Later, Zhang Yongji's army left.

A beggar picked him up, raised him, deliberately injured him, and used him to get sympathy from others.

But in the end it survived.

Later, the beggar sold him to Li Yuanzi.

I changed a few silver dollars to drink flower wine.

But he suffered all kinds of hardships in the pear garden, he couldn't help himself, and he had no other way out.

I can only study hard and practice hard. With this appearance and voice, I won the appreciation of the audience, so I have today.

It seems that the scenery is infinite, what Suling Tsing Yi is the swan song.

It's just a low-level joke on stage.

Yu Hua's eyes were full of vicissitudes, but Si Zhuo sneered.

"Those people are dead, Zhang Yongji is also dead, isn't this the so-called... death without proof?"

He described himself as badly as possible.

It's just empty talk, but who knows what the truth is?
Actors, actors, aren't they best at acting?

Even if it were true.

What does that have to do with her?
Si Zhuo's eyes were cold to the bone.

"There are still witnesses."

Yu Hua said, lowering his eyelids slightly, his curly eyelashes covered the almost ferocious hatred in his eyes, if there was no oil paint to cover it, he would have been pale already.

"Oh? Who?"

Si Zhuo casually played with the silver gun.

I don't know if I heard him speak.

Thinking of the bullet headshot and the brains overflowing, it shouldn't be very attractive. Such a stunning beauty should be more seductive if she dies.

Throat or heart?
"Zhang Zuo heir."

he said through gritted teeth.

Zhang Zuosi is also the son of Zhang Yongji.

Si Zhuo could hear the hatred in his tone, and when he said the name, he finally turned his gaze from the pistol to him.

"Go on."

"Zhang Zuosi, like Zhang Yongji, is a beast. Together with several soldiers, he insulted my mother!"

Yu Hua almost shouted these words.

Through his scarlet eyes, the blood of Tucheng could be vaguely seen.

It seems to have a bright red color that has not faded away after the vicissitudes of life.

(End of this chapter)