Rebirth of turning waste into treasure

The central area is the largest gathering place of foreign races on the earth. It is located in the vast plain, whether it is a suburb or an urban area, compared to other barren areas, it can be said to be a rich color.

The four armies gathered around the city wall, and the residents in the central area went to the streets one after another. There were groups of aliens and humans mixed together. When they saw the legendary rebel general, who was alive and dead in military power, and returned in a large scale, all of them were shocked. A look of shock appeared on his face.

The aliens who were in the army, or had contact with the legion, opened their mouths and stared dumbfounded at the man walking in the front. He was tall, with a stern face, and the imposing manner under the straight military uniform. A sense of grace and luxury.

People rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles. There is indeed some truth. Cheng Xiao was pulled to his side by a foreign race, and could only walk forward silently with all kinds of complicated eyes. A bit like a dog.

That's Lord Lan. After some older aliens recognized each other, they even knelt down and cried bitterly. How long did they wait? For a long time, many people did not believe that the man who stood at the top would deviate from his race. , abandon them!

But the evidence is conclusive, and the Tribunal cannot ignore those iron laws that are as high as mountains. Overtly and secretly, many factions were in turmoil because of this, and countless people were involved in it and died unexpectedly...

But now, it's time to witness all their hard work!

There were also some aliens who were suspicious and did not dare to get too close. After all, many people witnessed the shocking assassination at that time, and their eyes are generally not deceiving. They have to see solid evidence.

Lan and his party went straight in through the wide-open city gate, and the road was unimpeded until they reached the gate of the main hall.

Ming stood on the steps in front of the hall facing the sun with his hands behind his back.

Sa and Qi Jun took a step forward, standing on both sides of Lan, in case the other party attacked suddenly... Since they are there, there is no need for Lan to take action in person.

Ming turned his face slightly, glanced at Lan, slightly raised the corners of his lips, turned around just now, glanced at the people with their swords unsheathed, and said calmly and quietly, "You're here."

Behind him, there is also a large number of personal guards stationed, which are the only elite troops left after the accidental destruction.

Lan remained silent, his eyes were cold and sharp.

The pro-guard army and the surrounding people were caught in a change. Lord Lan returned this time, and Lord Ming, who had always advocated hunting down the traitor, not only didn't panic, but waited here on purpose. Why?This time the gates of the city were wide open and the defenses were completely withdrawn, it is said that it was also under the signal of Lord Ming.

Whispering voices were heard endlessly, and some officers could only guess a little bit of the inside story, but they couldn't see the purpose of Ming's move.

Is it just for the sake of a quick death?Zhuo waved his saber casually, and if Ming couldn't give a tenable explanation, once those materials were exposed, he might not need their hands, and the angry soldiers and civilians could directly tear him into pieces.

Smiling as if indifferent, Ming pressed his hands down, and nodded to his confidant at the side.

Copied materials began to be widely distributed among the crowd. Sa looked at them out of the corner of his eye, his pupils shrank, and those materials were exactly the same as those that Lan brought back yesterday.

Qi Jun's complexion also changed slightly, what does this mean? Could it be that Ming is really so sure that he can regain the hearts of the people? !

Cheng Xiao took a few steps to the side, took a copy from the hand of the foreigner who distributed the information, glanced at it roughly, the content remained the same, but it was written in a different way, the words were concise, some places that made people want to draw a knife, It was cleverly avoided.

"Everyone, please listen to me." Ming said at the right time before everyone got excited and cursed, "I admit that I am sorry for Lan."

It started, and then he recounted the contents of the information in a calm tone, with a loud voice and a calm face, making people feel that there must be more to come.

The crowd became a little quieter, and their eyes all focused on the alien race.

"What happened back then, as well as my explanation, must be clear to everyone now." Ming looked at Lan, and met the eyes of the alien without fear, "In a word, if I want to be worthy of you, I must be sorry for others! "

"What does he mean?!"

Zhuo wanted to rush forward with a knife in his hand, but was stopped by Xi after he took a few steps.

"I killed the bastard, the traitor is justified!"

"...Let him finish, I would like to hear what happens next." Xi looked at Zhuo angrily, but Master Lan did not give any instructions.

The corners of Cheng Xiao's brows twitched. All in all, Lan became the one who had to sacrifice.

Ming noticed the commotion here, he glanced at the angry Zhuo, his eyes were indifferent, as if he didn't care, he continued to speak calmly.

"I'm sorry... I don't have a choice. At this point, I don't dare to expect your understanding, but if time passes and I have another chance, I will still make the same choice."

"...Are you planning to die without pleading guilty?" Qi Jun looked disdainful, and he thought that if Ming immediately confessed to the public for the concealment and deceit these years, and sincerely apologized to Lan, at least he would dare to admit himself first offense.

After all, he was also the general he had followed before, so it would be so unbearable...

I was really blind back then!

Sa looked at Ming indifferently, saying that his words were unfounded, and the other party must have some countermeasures.

"The lives of several people were in the hands of those Weil people at that time. I didn't dare to take the risk of guessing whether it was true or not. I can only wrong you for the time being. I hope you can cooperate secretly and rescue those innocent people together..." Ming stared intently. Staring at Lan, at this point, he took a deep breath and stared up at the sky, "Unexpectedly, you failed to understand my hint and ran away on your own, destroying the entire plan!"

He sighed alone for a moment, clenched his fists, and looked down on everyone, with a high-pitched, sonorous tone. "But it doesn't matter, I won't blame you, Lan, sacrificing one of you can save thousands of lives, all of this is the fault of those Weir people!"

Cheng Xiao glanced at Lan, and the feeling of being sacrificed must not be very comfortable.

The foreign race's eyes were cold and remained motionless, but when he noticed the human gaze, he turned his head slightly and met those bright and clear black eyes.

Are you worried about yourself, the corner of the foreigner's lips curled up slightly.

Cheng Xiao looked back silently, he felt that what the foreign race was thinking at this time might be different from his own.

Ming deliberately ignored the interaction between the two and covered up the vicious darkness in his eyes. He shouted loudly and waved his hand to his confidant next to him boldly. A shackle was suddenly put down outside the main hall door.

Two thick chains were hung on the eaves of the corridor in mid-air. This was a prepared method. The heavy heavy buckles bound a man's hands. His legs seemed to be broken and he was dragged weakly to the ground. The impact of the falling impact aggravated the tearing of the wound, and the smell of blood slowly diffused in the air.

"A Welsh man?"

"My God, that's a high-ranking nobleman!"

"What's going on? Could it be that what Master Ming said is true and this is the culprit?!"

"But Lord Lan's suffering before, we can't just forget it like this..."

"Master Ming was really coerced, forced to helplessness?"

"This group of damn Weil people, let our family be ruined, they killed the guards outside the city!"

Immediately, everyone reacted chaotically, some yelled at the Welsh people, some frowned in thought, some hesitated, and some got excited...

Lan and Ming's gazes collided in mid-air, Ming smiled slightly, he had already achieved the effect he wanted, confusing the public is always a good way to make it difficult for people to judge.

Lan just paused for less than half a second, then looked away, directly ignoring the complacent Ming.

The matter is clear, and the rest is the trial. Naturally, such a rigorous matter cannot be unfolded in front of people immediately. Sa took the order to join the guards, clean up the mess, and conduct a quick investigation.

Seeing that there was no sign of himself in Lan's eyes, Ming couldn't help being startled, he lowered his head slightly to cover up the anger in his eyes, ignoring... ignoring again!

It was like this in the past, but it hasn’t changed now. That alien is just from a good background and a good physique!

He calmed down, he must not show the slightest clue in front of people at this time, but after glancing at Cheng Xiao, he sneered in his heart, power is his greatest pursuit in this life, and Lan, although you are in second place, But don't be afraid, I won't be so heartless, soon, I will love you in bed!

This meeting is just an appetizer.

It was the Weill man. Qi Jun looked over in surprise. Judging from the scars on his body, he should have been severely tortured. He must be speechless at this moment.

Interrogating the enemy in front of everyone is not suitable for the current situation. Whether this Weir can speak is one thing, and no one can guarantee whether he is telling the truth. Ming is just trying to come up with something practical. Items, just to stabilize people's hearts.

Qi Jun and Sa had a discussion. Since this Welshman wants to serve as an important evidence of crime before his death, it is better to be under the custody of his subordinates, so as to prevent Ming from doing anything secretly.

At this time, we should try our best to reduce the possibility of chaos, the alternation of power, and the most deadly corpses and rivers of blood, so we have to act cautiously.

The alien races sent forward to take the prisoners couldn't help but feel itchy, wanting to draw out their sabers and slash a few times, the people of Weir, this is their old enemy all the time!

Qi Jun felt that the prisoner of war would not survive the interrogation if those cronies continued to make such a fuss, so he sighed and rolled up his sleeves to go to battle in person.

He held back his extreme physical dislike for the Weil people, and untied the high-ranking nobleman from the high-hanging chain, because the other party's legs and feet were broken and he was dying, so there was no need to worry about a sudden counterattack.

Inadvertently, the fingertips slid across the exposed body, smooth and delicate, although scarred and worn out, the body still maintained a good feel.

No wonder Ming wanted to do unthinkable things to this man when he crashed into the dungeon that night... As a female, Qi Jun naturally wouldn't have any fantasies about such a body, not to mention, he was still a woman whom he hated deeply. of Welsh.

After re-binding the high-ranking nobles, Qi Jun casually tossed the prisoners bound like rice dumplings to his subordinates, "Take them down, put some medicine on them, and be careful not to die."

After the interrogation, it's not too late to kill to vent his anger, he thought to himself, just as he turned around, he felt a stern gaze piercing his back, and turned his head slightly, the prisoner of war had already fallen into a coma, an illusion.