When the emperor comes to modern times, history collapses!

Old Zhu's face turned red, veins bulged on his forehead, his eyes widened, and after a roar, he kicked the other person hard.

There was a dull thud, and Emperor Yuan flew out like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground.

Hama, who was standing by, was so frightened that he felt both relieved and scared.

Old Zhu pointed at the man who fell to the ground and cursed: "What's wrong with being a beggar? If it weren't for the incompetent people of your Yuan Dynasty who acted recklessly and didn't care about the lives of the people, how could we become beggars? My parents, brothers and sisters all died of hunger. If it weren't for your inaction, how could this happen! Even if I am just a beggar now, I can still drive you good-for-nothings out of the Central Plains!"

Zhu Biao, who was standing by, was also filled with righteous indignation. He took a step forward, glared at the man in front of him, and shouted, "Humph! How dare you say that? If you really have a backbone, you shouldn't be begging for food and water at this moment."

Wan Chao nodded and said to Zhu Di: "Brother is right, history has allowed you to run away, let's see where you can run this time."

Emperor Yuan lay on the ground for a long time before he recovered his breath.

Hearing these words, the originally arrogant Emperor Shun of Yuan Dynasty was stunned.

The messages are not equal and both sides feel like they are not on the same channel.

He didn't understand what the other party was saying, but he was beaten. The Yuan emperor roared in anger: "How dare you! You lowly inferiors, do you want to rebel? I am the great emperor of the Yuan Dynasty. As long as you obediently offer food and clean water, I will show mercy and recruit you, and ensure that you will enjoy endless wealth and glory for the rest of your life!"

"What? Fuck! How dare you say we are inferior people? You can tolerate this, but I can't!" Zheng Ge was furious when he heard this. Without saying a word, he rushed forward and kicked Emperor Shun of Yuan Dynasty hard.

Emperor Jing of Han also joined in, kicking and cursing: "From childhood to adulthood, no one has ever dared to look down on me like this. You must be tired of living! Today I must teach you a lesson, you ignorant fellow!"

"That's right! Fuck him!" Seeing this, the others all echoed and rushed forward to join the melee. For a while, the scene was in chaos, with shouting, cursing, and the sound of fists and feet fighting.

"Protect the emperor! Someone, protect the emperor!"

In an instant, several people's eyes fell on Hama standing aside.

At this time, Hama was already pale with fright. He was desperately moving to the side, trying to avoid the conflict so as not to be implicated. At the same time, he secretly cursed Emperor Shun of Yuan Dynasty for being extremely stupid and completely unable to distinguish the situation. Even in such a situation, he still wanted to use his imperial power to suppress others. Didn't he realize that these people on the opposite side didn't care about him as the emperor at all, and even hit him harder because he was the emperor.

Seeing that Emperor Shun of Yuan Dynasty was beaten by the crowd without any ability to fight back, Hama cheered in his heart, thinking that the emperor might not be able to escape this time... If he had a little strength, he would kick you to death without them.

He actually wanted me to protect him.

He forced a smile on his face and said, "You guys continue, pretend I don't exist. Or give me some water and food, and I can help you kick him."

Yang Jian shouted, "Wait a minute! I just packed a meal and let him eat a few bites to fill his stomach, otherwise he will pass through directly."

As he said this, he quickly and steadily placed the lunch box in his hand in front of Emperor Yuan.

At this time, Emperor Yuan knew clearly that once he filled his stomach, he would probably be beaten and humiliated. However, he was so hungry that he could not care about so much.

You know, even in ancient times when the death penalty was carried out, there was still the concept of the last meal before execution.

He silently said to himself that a real man can bend and stretch, and like a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey, he began to wolf down the food in a flash.

Hama on the side was also hungry and thirsty. His throat was so dry that it seemed like it was about to merge with the rough bark. If he didn't drink some water to moisten himself, he would definitely not be able to hold on.

He picked up the bowl of soup without hesitation, not caring about the saltiness of the soup, and just gulped it down.

Zhu Ming quietly looked at the two people who were desperately eating in front of him, then turned around and whispered to Lao Zhu beside him: "Since this person is an old acquaintance of yours, why don't you just bring him to your place. After all, beating someone up is illegal in my place, and I have always been a law-abiding citizen."

After thinking for a while, Old Zhu nodded and said, "Well, let's do as you say. It's a good opportunity for us to entertain him. I have had many unfulfilled wishes in my heart. Back then, when I had no food to eat and had to look for food in the swill bucket, I was thinking that if I was lucky enough to meet the emperor one day, I would definitely beat him up, and then only give him one meal every three days, so that he could taste the feeling of hunger and suffering. I didn't have the opportunity before, but now I can realize it."

"Father, you have suffered!" Zhu Di said while wiping his tears.

"Get lost, you are just pretending to be sympathetic. Why do I feel like you are secretly happy in your heart? Do you want your father to give you two slaps?"

A black passage appeared in the warehouse.

In the blink of an eye, everyone appeared on the Hongwu Daming teleportation square.

Two people were still concentrating on eating in the square. When they saw the surrounding environment suddenly changed, a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes. However, the most urgent thing was to eat. They soon regained their composure and continued to wolf down the food like whirlwind.

This scene actually aroused Zhu Ming's appetite as he was standing nearby.

Zhu Ming suggested, "Let's go! We have been drinking white wine just now. Now, Lao Zhu, please send someone to get some barbecue skewers and a few delicious stir-fried dishes. Let's switch to beer to wash it down."

"Haha, that's exactly what I want! Look how deliciously they are eating. It's really aroused my appetite and my stomach is growling." Brother Zheng said with a laugh.

"That's right. I was vomiting all over the road just now. This is a good opportunity to eat something to fill my stomach and nourish it." Old Li said, touching his slightly bulging belly.

"Hmph, when it comes to liquor, I really have to admit defeat. But when it comes to drinking beer, none of you can match me!" said Emperor Zhenguan Li Shimin with a cheery look on his face.

When Lao Zhu and others were preparing to leave, he specifically instructed his men to keep a close eye on the two men.

Not long after, after the two men had eaten and drunk their fill, they suddenly felt refreshed, as if they had been reborn.

Emperor Yuan patted his bulging belly, recalling what had happened in the warehouse and Hama's disrespectful behavior towards him, and a surge of anger surged in his heart.

"Traitor! You are so bold! You must have never expected in your dreams that I could escape and survive!" Emperor Yuan's eyes were wide open, staring at Hama in front of him. He clenched his teeth and squeezed out these words from between his teeth. His angry eyes seemed to be able to spit out fire, filled with endless resentment and rage.

"Humph, so what? Now both of us have fallen into the hands of the Red Turban Army. Even if you are the Yuan Emperor, you are just lingering on at this moment, and there is not much difference between you and a dead person."

Hama pretended to be calm and composed, but only he knew that he was already in a panic inside.

Thinking back to when they were locked in the warehouse, they were already in a desperate situation and could only wait for death.

Who could have thought that when they were in despair and about to faint, Zhu Yuanzhang, who used to be a beggar, appeared, brought them clean water and food, and helped them survive.

At this moment, Hama was groaning in his heart, cursing inwardly: "If I had known that such a change would happen later, I should not have pretended to be tough before dying and kicked the emperor's ass. Mr. Zhu, you really ruined me!"

Although the Red Turban Army was a traitor, it was probably impossible for them to kill the emperor directly! Even the Red Turban Army, who were so bold in rebelling, had to carefully consider many factors when facing the emperor. If they could cleverly control the emperor, they could maximize his value and gain greater benefits and advantages.

Who knows, even the imperial court might rack their brains and try every possible means to redeem the emperor!

You know, there are uprisings everywhere in the world now. If someone really dares to kill the emperor, the court will definitely fight to the death with Zhu Yuanzhang in order to defend its own dignity and face.

Other rebels who were at odds with Zhu Yuanzhang would also be attacked through this opportunity.

If Zhu Yuanzhang had any self-awareness, he would not have offended the court because of this.

Therefore, in Hama's mind, the current Zhu Yuanzhang certainly does not have the courage to kill Emperor Yuan.

If the emperor was successfully redeemed by the court, his fate would be extremely miserable! Thinking of this, Hama couldn't help but curse Lao Zhu a few more times.

However, Hama could never have imagined it.

Before we knew it, it was already several decades later.

In this era, Zhu Yuanzhang had already become the emperor.

Whether to kill Emperor Yuan or not depends entirely on one's mood. What Hama thinks in his heart has long been outdated for Old Zhu.

"How dare you! You, this ignorant fellow, now actually dare to talk to me in such an attitude? Are you blind? I have always trusted you in the past, and even regarded you as a trusted minister, relying on you in every way! I didn't expect that you would dare to be so disobedient and rebellious today!" Emperor Yuan was so angry that his face turned ashen, veins bulged on his forehead, and he roared angrily.

The roar was as loud as thunder, deafening, and the entire hall seemed to tremble.

However, facing the emperor's rage, Hama only raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a cold and disdainful smile.

He glanced at the emperor and responded slowly: "Don't give me that! Fatty, don't be so self-indulgent. We don't have such a deep friendship! I have wanted to do those things in the past, but I have never been able to do so. But it doesn't matter. Now that I have the opportunity, I can just continue what I haven't done just now!" Before he finished speaking, he kicked Emperor Yuan hard on the butt.

"Fuck you!"

With a curse, Hama made up his mind to beat Emperor Yuan severely to show his loyalty to Zhu Yuanzhang.

The poor Emperor Yuan was caught off guard and was knocked forward to the ground, falling flat on his face.

He was lying on the ground in a miserable state, with an expression of astonishment and disbelief on his face. He raised his finger and pointed at Hama, shaking with anger, and roared in a hoarse voice: "You bastard, I'm going to fight you today!" After that, he struggled to get up from the ground and rushed towards Hama desperately.

Seeing this, Hama sneered again: "Do you have the strength to fight me?"

After saying that, he quickly stretched out his right hand and slapped him loudly like lightning.

There was only a crisp "pa" sound, and Emperor Yuan was instantly slapped into the air, and then fell heavily several feet away.

There were constant bursts of intense noises coming out of the room, and the sounds of banging seemed to be about to break through the roof.

After hearing the noisy commotion, several guards outside the house looked inside the house curiously.

In the middle of the room, two people were wrestling with each other, hitting each other back and forth, neither of them giving in.

However, they did not rush in to stop the fight, because Lao Zhu had already given orders to make sure the two men would not escape. As for what they were doing, it didn't seem to be that important.

Before Emperor Yuan, he was the ruler of a country. He lived a life of luxury and had a fat body. How could he be a match for Hama?

After a few rounds, he was pinned to the ground by Hama and could only allow the other party to rub him at will.

Hama became more and more courageous as the battle went on, secretly feeling proud: Being able to beat the current emperor with one's own hands, this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity is not something everyone has! It's a pity that there are no historians present here. If such a feat could be recorded, it would surely become a story that will be passed down through the ages.

The Yuan Emperor, who was pinned down, felt extremely humiliated. He struggled desperately and shouted for help: "People outside, come in quickly to protect me! If you can save me from danger, I will reward you handsomely!"

However, despite Emperor Yuan's desperate cries, the guards remained unmoved.

I even muttered to myself: "Humph, do you have money in your pocket? You are just shouting for rewards without any reason. This is no longer your dynasty!"

Seeing that the people outside had no reaction, Hama became more and more excited.

He raised his hand, slapped Emperor Yuan hard, and shouted viciously: "Call me daddy, or I will continue to beat you!"

Emperor Yuan widened his eyes, staring at Hama in disbelief, and gnashed his teeth and said, "How dare you be so presumptuous!"

But Hama was not afraid at all, he laughed wildly and said, "Haha, I have no scruples today, are you going to scream or not? If not, I will hit you again! Come on, call me daddy!"

Emperor Yuan was so angry that he was shaking all over and couldn't speak for a while...

More than an hour passed.

Lao Zhu and others came back drunk.

"How are the two people inside now?"

The guard hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, both of them are here, they just had a fight earlier."

Old Zhu sneered, "Humph, death is imminent, but the two of them are fighting among themselves first."

open the door.

A voice mixed with humiliation and resentment came:

"father!"

Lao Zhu was stunned for a moment, a little bit unable to believe what he heard: "What did you call me?" (End of this chapter)