Time travel rebellion, I'm serious

But at this moment, Duan Haoran burst into flames after hearing the unfortunate news about Ge Ziming, and there were waves of anger at the table.

This is a phenomenon caused by deep inner strength and uncontrollable excitement.

Ma Bukui was horrified when he saw this. Duan Haoran was only 25 years old, but he had such profound internal strength. No wonder he could be reused by the prince.

Duan Haoran looked at the messenger coldly and asked, "Have you heard clearly? Was brother Ziming really killed by the so-called Han army?"

His voice was very cold, like ice, which made all the listeners shiver.

The little guy didn't dare to speak nonsense, so he knelt down and replied in a low voice: "Master Qi, this is true. According to the news, Master Ziming was indeed killed by the Han army at noon today. This is the southeastern part of Hetu Mountain. Everyone has seen it, and news of it has begun to spread around."

Hearing the words, Duan Haoran stepped forward gently, then stretched out his right hand to pinch the little guy's neck, then lifted him up and asked again:

"Is what you said true?"

The little guy looked at Duan Haoran with a cold expression in horror, swallowed his saliva involuntarily, and replied again:

"Replying to your lord, I guarantee that this news is true and absolutely true."

"Very good," Duan Haoran smiled upon hearing this and said, "Since you have found out this information, you really deserve a reward!"

Hearing this, the little guy was almost out of breath, but now his eyes lit up.

Bet right!

Then he said thanks: "Thank...Thank you, sir!"

When Duan Haoran heard the words of thanks, the smile on his face gradually became ferocious, which gave the little guy a bad feeling in his heart.

Sure enough, what happened next confirmed his suspicion.

Duan Haoran laughed ferociously and said, "In that case, I will reward you with brother Ziming's companionship."

The little guy was so frightened that he couldn't help but reach out to break off Duan Haoran's hand that was pinching his neck, and kept begging for mercy:

"My lord, my lord, spare... spare..."

"Crack!"

Before he could finish speaking, Duan Haoran used a slight force and broke the little guy's neck in an instant.

As for the little guy, his eyes were wide open until he died. He couldn't believe that this man actually dared to kill him in front of the boss.

Duan Haoran gently let go of his hand, and the body of the little guy fell down instantly.

Duan Haoran didn't even look at it and murmured to himself: "Since you have found out such good news, I naturally have to reward you. No need to thank you."

Ma Bukui, who was standing aside, was stunned by this neurotic soliloquy and lunatic behavior.

He had always known that Duan Haoran was a bt who had a broken sleeve, but he never expected that this person would be a bt to the extreme and would kill the spies who were delivering the news.

What kind of nonsense is this?

If the information from the spies was wrong, killing someone before it was certain was really... it was really hard for him to accept.

However, before Ma Bukui could react, Duan Haoran suddenly turned to look at him.

Ma Bukui was startled. Looking at Duan Haoran's eyes as if he were looking at a dead person, he immediately stood up and saluted Duan Haoran respectfully:

"Envoy, do you have any orders?"

Duan Haoran did not answer his words, but asked: "Is this the spy?"

Ma Bukui immediately replied: "There are 6 more!"

"Yeah!" Duan Haoran nodded and said:

"Wait until the other spies come back later and ask them to come see me immediately."

"Fuck!" Ma Bukui cursed in his heart when he heard this. Duan Haoran had no idea about the cost of a qualified spy.

Then, he couldn't help but feel pity for the next few spies, and at the same time secretly prayed that they could bring really good news.

"Did you hear that?"

Duan Haoran asked immediately when he saw Ma Bukui didn't reply for a long time.

When Ma Bukui heard this, he was excited and quickly replied: "I understand, sir."

Duan Haoran glanced at Ma Bukui gently, then looked at the body on the ground and said:

"Give this warrior's body a good burial. After all, he died for Majia Town. We can't let other people's hearts go cold."

"You fucking still know Han Xin? Chill your mother's heart!"

Ma Bukui couldn't help but cursed in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it at all, and replied immediately.

"It's natural, it's natural."

Then he immediately called for someone to drag the body away.

For a moment, the bandits outside were all talking about it when they saw the body of the spy being dragged out. Han Qingchen, the second-in-command who was passing by, was stunned when he heard the words, and then he felt thoughtful.

Unlike these little guys, he knew a lot of things, and he immediately fell in love with Duan Haoran.

"Perhaps, if I work hard this time, I will get the upper hand?"

But he looked at the body that was dragged away, and then shook his head, "Now is not the time."

..........................

Soon, Duan Haoran waited anxiously, and it was already dawn.

During this period, spies came to report one by one, and the news was the same: Ge Ziming was killed by the Han army.

At this time in the lobby, Duan Haoran let go of the spy who was strangled to death. His face was gloomy, he looked at Ma Bukui coldly and asked:

"Ma Bukui, your men are all such useless people. Except that brother Ziming was killed by the Han army, what other news is there? Why was he killed by the Han army? How many people are there in the Han army? How strong is it?"

Facing Duan Haoran's question, although Ma Bukui cursed secretly in his heart, he still answered respectfully:

"Envoy, this Han army is a force in the southeast of Hetu Mountain. It has only been here for three months. It has about 500 troops. As for its strength, I don't know much about it. We have never fought against each other! I have never heard of them fighting against others. There was a conflict of forces.”

"Besides...besides..."

"Besides what?" Duan Haoran looked at Ma Bukui hesitating, and then said: "If you have something to say, just tell me!"

Ma Bukui looked at Duan Haoran carefully, gritted his teeth and said:

"Besides, you just killed the Han army without asking for news about them!"

Duan Haoran glanced at Ma Bukui playfully and asked, "So I was wrong?"

Ma Bukui was excited and immediately replied: "The envoy is right, it's all the fault of these spies. They didn't know how to report the information."

"Report..."

At this moment, the last spy came back.