Quick Travel: Pathologically Loyal Dog Strategies

Chapter 1239 Little stutter, come here 68
"I only want Meng Jun's life!"

Deep in the woods, there seems to be no way out.

However, Fan Chaoyang has more than ten years of fighting experience, and the geographical situation here is not a secret. It seems that there is no way behind Meng Jun, but in fact, there are many people hiding inside.

He was unafraid and straightforward.

Shen Ronghua: "Fan Chaoyang, do you really not care about the survival of the Ming Kingdom now?"

It's okay not to mention this, but once mentioned, Fan Zhaoyang's whole spirit almost went out of order, "The ruler of the Ming Dynasty is incompetent, and the court is full of idiots. The previous allegiance is a joke!"

The drastic change in personal thinking and concepts undoubtedly caused great damage to the spirit. It was not obvious before, mainly because Fan Zhenning was still alive.

Now, with the death of Fan Zhenning, Fan Chaoyang has completely collapsed. The only reason that keeps him standing here is Shen Ronghua.

"Mr. Meng, don't try to convince me with some flattering words. I have already divorced my wife, and so must the Meng family!"

As Fan Zhaoyang said, he grabbed the young emperor by the shoulder, put the big knife on his neck, and ordered Wei Er's confidant with a sneer, "Go over and catch her!"

The young emperor blushed anxiously, "You don't have to worry about me, Mr. Meng, Da Yue has other crown princes!"

Everyone present knew what would happen to General Meng once he fell into Fan Chaoyang's hands.

Fan Zhaoyang was tall and tall, he grabbed the young emperor like an eagle catching a chicken, he was very unhappy to hear his words, as the knife cut was an inch in, his neck was bleeding.

Before the start of the war, Shen Ronghua was shrouded in a faint uneasiness, but now that he really faced it, he was much calmer than he imagined.

"You want to take my life, why are you in such a hurry?"

She threw the spear to the ground and the soft whip around her waist. She asked with a smile: "Which should you choose first, the hamstring or the hand tendon?"

Fan Zhaoyang clenched the handle of the knife tightly, "That day, which one did you pick first?"

Shen Ronghua tilted his head, thought for a while, and shrugged: "Who would remember an insignificant person?"

Such a gesture was simply provoking Fan Chaoyang.

The son he misses all the time turns out to be just an 'irrelevant person' in other people's mouths. Hate!
"Go up and take your pick!"

The two stepped forward as ordered.

Shen Ronghua: "Should you remove the knife from my Lord's neck?"

Seeing how calm she was, Fan Chaoyang was afraid that she was being deceitful, "I'll pick my hand and hamstrings first, and I'll loosen them a little!"

The girl nodded clearly, and politely urged the two people, "Please hurry up."

She is saving the lord of a country, and Dai Viet's hope is coming.

This is probably the smoothest time in their lives for the two of them to execute orders.

The subject sits on the floor with all fours stretched out.

The young emperor: "Wait! Meng Jun really doesn't need to worry about me!"

Shen Ronghua raised his head and smiled, "The Lord knows what Wei Chen wants, and Wei Chen also believes that the Lord has this ability, and Wei Chen is willing to do it."

Shen Ronghua would not have such a spirit of self-sacrifice for any country leader with poor business ability.

Everything you pay must be worth it.

The young emperor's eyes were completely red.

Shen Ronghua's hamstring was broken.

The Dai Viet soldiers hiding in the bushes couldn't hide anymore and showed up one after another.

Fan Zhaoyang was not afraid at all, holding the young emperor in one hand, the blade dragged a deep mark on the ground as he walked.

To Shen Ronghua, the tendons in his hands and hamstrings were picked, and it wasn't particularly painful.

As Fan Zhaoyang approached, the line of her lips became tighter and tighter.

(End of this chapter)