Chapter 139 as you wish

In front of the palace, a huge platform has been built, surrounded by powerful yellow scarf wrestlers holding soldiers.

Zhang Jiao was wearing armor and a long sword around his waist. He stood at the top, with a pair of eyes patrolling everything in front of him, like an emperor looking down on his ministers and people. Under Zhang Jiao, there are a group of cool people, standing in an orderly manner, staring at it, wandering outside.

After that, there was a group of criminal generals Qu Shuai who knelt on the ground and wore prison uniforms.

Under the platform, more and more people came. Tens of thousands of people stared at Zhang Jiao and kept talking about it. The thief who defeated the emperor of the Han Dynasty, this great virtuous teacher, the head of all evil, had no gratitude in people's eyes, only hatred.

Zhang Jiao originally thought that the people would be grateful for what he had done, and then they would submit, but it seemed that things were beyond his expectations. He did not see even a little grateful look, only boundless hatred.

Zhang Jiao is like sitting on pins and felt. He doesn't like this feeling beyond his control.

He wants to break this unfavorable situation, and the prisoner kneeling below is his knife.

So, Zhang Jiao pressed his hands to suppress the people's comments.

However, the people seemed to be against him, ignored his gestures, and still talked about it. Zhang Jiao's face changed and nodded to Zhang Yan not far away.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

The yellow scarf wrestler roared under Zhang Yan's order.

"Bang!"

The weapon hit the ground and made a dull and deep sound. A stream of evil spirits emitted from the yellow scarf wrestlers and pressed on the people who were constantly talking.

In an instant, the needle fell on the square, and the people remembered that they were not dealing with a good man, but a yellow scarf thief who could take their lives at any time. The breath just now almost scared them to death, so they calmed down.

"Luoyang's fathers, Zhang Jiao led the army to revolt to establish a peaceful and prosperous world. Everyone has meat to eat, every family has fields, and has no worries about food and clothing. However, this group of scum and beasts have plundered everyone. I know you have suffered. I, Zhang Jiao, am guilty! I'm sorry, everyone, I didn't manage it well. Now I have taken these beasts and dealt with them!"

However, the whole audience was still quiet, there was no sound, no expected cheers, and the corners of his mouth pulled.

"Are you afraid?"

Zhang Jiao suffoed for a long time and finally said a nonsensical sentence.

The people below slander themselves secretly. If you are not afraid, you will die. Don't you think you are afraid.

Sure enough, Zhang Jiao saw that many people had obviously shrank. It seemed that he was right, so it would be easy to do. He said that he could not use it all the time, even if it could be used by these civilians, so he decided to change his strategy.

"What are you afraid of! Have you forgotten your wives and children, and who did the destruction of your family? In the face of your enemies, you are still afraid. What are you afraid of? Your enemies are right in front of you. You are actually afraid to avenge your wives and children, and dare not vent your enemies. Have you forgotten that the blood of your relatives is flowing on their butcher knives?"

"Haha, coward! You are all a bunch of cowardly people!"

"Zhang Jiao did what he said and made the decision for you, but none of you came out to correct the crimes committed by these people. In the face of your enemies, you dare not stand up for your tragic family and say a word for your dilapidated family! Are you still human beings?"

Although many people are furious, their necks are red, their faces are blue, and their eyes are red and angry, after all, they dare not say a word. Zhang Jiao saw everything in his eyes and sneered at the bottom of his heart.

"Hey, you still don't talk, right? Well, since everyone thinks they are not guilty, I have to let them go!"

As soon as this was said, some people couldn't stand still and were about to speak, but they were pulled by the people around them.

Zhang Jiao secretly hated it, but at this point, he could only continue to do it.

"Come on, untie the people below, they are innocent!"

All the people were stunned, and even the prisoners kneeling below looked at Zhang Jiao unbelievably.

"Boom!"

Finally, the people couldn't stand it anymore. In an instant, the square seemed to explode. They couldn't suppress their anger. Many people began to scold Zhang Jiao and insult the yellow scarf for being shameless.

Zhang Jiao smiled, not afraid of your scolding, but afraid that you would not speak.

Seeing that the soldiers were about to unlock those people, a man with a broken arm suddenly rushed to the high platform and opened his fingers.

"Despicable and shameless! You said you wanted to make the decision for us, but now you have to go back on your head, treachery and not others!"

"Bold!"

"Look for death!"

"Take it down!"

In an instant, many people stood up and shouted at the man, and some people pulled out the big knife at their waist to kill people.

" Stop it!"

However, at this moment, Zhang Jiao stopped him and smiled at the man.

"Oh, why did you say that I went back on my back?

The man's wife and children were killed, and among them was a yellow scarf who was kneeling on the ground. He also cut off his arm and did not want to live for a long time. At this time, he only wanted to kill the blood enemy kneeling on the ground before running to the high platform.

However, he was even more resentful when asked by Zhang Jiao.

"Haha, Zhang Jiao, you still call yourself a virtuous teacher. Didn't you say you wanted to try these people? But now they are going to let them go. They don't have a few lives in Luoyang City. You actually want to let him go. This is not a reversal of things!"

The man with a broken arm blushed and rushed to the crown angrily.

"Hahaha, it's funny. I said the trial, but none of you corrected it. I have no evidence to let them go. How else should I do the trial?"

It's a little ironic that Zhang Jiao is fighting against each other.

The man with a broken arm was speechless for a moment, but in an instant he pointed to a yellow scarf.

"This person is this person who breaks my arm, insults my wife, and kills my child. I dare to correct it. Do you kill or not?"

The broken-armed man stared at Zhang Jiao, and his eyes were full of anger. He was desperate for his life and only wanted to kill the yellow scarf canal. Even as long as he heard Zhang Jiao say he would not kill him, he would rush up and kill this beast!

"Kill!"

Zhang Jiao did not hesitate to highlight a word coldly.

The yellow scarf who was about to be untied did not hesitate to receive the order. He let go, drew his knife and cut it down.

"Put!"

A big head flew up, and blood spewed out of his neck, dyeing the sky red.

"Bang!"

The headless corpse fell, and everything came so fast that everyone had no time to change their thinking. The broken-armed man was even more dumbfounded. He looked at the headless corpse that fell to the ground. It was this man who lost his head killed his wife, and now he was finally beheaded.

He couldn't believe it, and his eyes were at a loss.

"How about it?"

The man with a broken arm was speechless, still staring at Zhang Jiao and looking at the bloody head rolling not far away.

"Well, is Zhang Jiao a person who went back on his way?"

"No, it's not."

The man answered stupidly. Finally, the people below burst into a shocking shout, and the man came to his senses and looked at Zhang Jiao.

"Big, great virtuous teacher, can I take his head away?"

Zhang Jiao was puzzled, but he still nodded.

The man with a broken arm cried and burst into tears.

"Bang!"

He knelt on the ground, kowtowed several times to Zhang Jiao, turned around and lifted the frightening head, and left the high platform.

Zhang Jiao turned around and asked Ma Yuanyi.

"What does he want a head for?"

"Rememoration."

Ma Yuanyi replied heavily. He knew very well that the man was a man who was not afraid of death, but in the end he actually cried and kowtowed to Zhang Jiao. Obviously, the dead yellow scarf Qushuai had definitely done something unreasonable, his broken arm, his tragic death of his wife and children.

"The memorial?"

"For the dead wife and children."

If Zhang Jiao no longer asks him, this question will pass, but Ma Yuanyi will not forget it for a long time.

"Have you believed it? Zhang Jiao will do what he said and make the decision for you! Do you believe me, Zhang Jiao or not!"

Zhang Jiao smiled, smiled wantonly, and then roared at the hundreds of people below.

"The letter! Letter! Letter!"

"Hangtray, virtuous teacher! Long live! Long live!"

With the broken-arm man as an example, the people could no longer resist their anger. The energy of the role model was endless. The people broke out and began to vent their hatred for the sinners kneeling on the ground. Zhang Jiao also got the hearts of Luoyang as he wished.