After I killed him for 9,000 years, he was reborn.

Chapter 544 Uncle Emperor, You Have to Make the Decision for Me

Not long after Franklin gave the order, a servant came with a huge and majestic horse in his hand. The horse had bright fur, smooth muscle lines, and powerful hooves. It was obvious that it was a good horse selected from thousands of miles away.

At this time, Franklin, who was notorious and extremely immoral in the capital of Yuan Dynasty, and who gave the emperor a headache, walked up to the horse in a swagger, turned over effortlessly, and sat steadily on the horse's back.

Then, Franklin turned around and looked at Tong Wenyu, who was standing aside, terrified and trembling.

Franklin smiled coldly and waved his hand to signal his men to start. Then, the servant who had just tied Tong Wenyu tightly to the back of the horse's tail with a thick rope.

When everything was ready, Franklin proudly raised the whip in his hand and waved it gently.

The horse seemed to sense the master's command and began to move forward slowly.

Just like that, one man and one horse, carrying Tong Wenyu, whose hair was tied behind a ponytail and who was wearing clothes more revealing than those of the prostitutes in a brothel, walked slowly through the bustling streets and alleys of Yuanjing City in a seemingly leisurely but actually arrogant manner.

Along the way, wherever they passed by, they attracted the attention of passers-by.

After seeing this scene, many pedestrians who were originally in a hurry stopped and gathered around to watch curiously.

And what about Franklin? He obviously enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention, and he deliberately slowed down so that more people could see the farce clearly.

At the same time, he also specially arranged several of his trusted men to follow the horses closely. These men opened their voices one by one and vividly described Tong Wenyu's shamelessness to the people around them.

As time went by, more and more people gathered together, whispering to each other, pointing and talking, and all kinds of discussions and laughter came like a tide.

Some people were filled with righteous indignation, accusing Franklin of being too cruel; others were gloating over Tong Wenyu's misfortune, making sarcastic remarks about her. However, facing the reactions of the crowd, Franklin did not care at all.

He still had a smile on his face, and rode his horse leisurely. Before they knew it, they had already circled most of the streets and alleys of Yuanjing City.

At this moment, the entire Yuanjing City seemed to be plunged into chaos and noise because of this incident.

On the busy and crowded street, Franklin walked slowly with big steps. Before he knew it, he had been walking around for nearly an hour, pulling Tong Wenyu, who was tied to the back of the horse.

At this moment, behind him was a large group of onlookers who were eager to see the fun. They surrounded Franklin, as if forming a rather spectacular team. Tong Wenyu, who was tightly held by Franklin, had already turned as pale as paper and lifeless, allowing him to drag her forward like a walking corpse.

Finally, this strange team arrived at the gate of the majestic and magnificent imperial palace.

The palace gate slowly opened, and Franklin walked in with his head held high. He casually swung the whip in his hand, and the whip flew accurately to the servant who had been waiting for a long time.

Then, Franklin stretched out his hands calmly, deliberately tore open his originally neat and tidy clothes a little, and rubbed them gently a few times, making the clothes become a little wrinkled.

Not only that, the mean Franklin also reached out to untie the ribbon that tied his hair, letting his long, shiny black hair fall like a waterfall, and he deliberately scratched it with his hands, making it look extremely messy.

In this way, at first glance, Franklin looked as if he had just experienced a fierce fight and was severely beaten up, looking particularly miserable.

After doing all this, Franklin took a deep breath and cleared his throat deliberately.

Then, he suddenly raised his proud head, his eyes flashing with anger and grievance.

At the same time, he opened his mouth and shouted with all his strength: "Uncle, please help your nephew! Someone is bullying me..."