Your Majesty said that my life is worthless, so why are you crying when I increase my troops?

Sun Yaozu struggled to stand up from the ground with a ferocious look on his face.

"Xia Mingyuan, don't be so shameless!"

"If you really push me into a corner, the worst that can happen is that we both die together."

"A desperate struggle?" Xia Mingyuan sneered and drew his sword. "You're not qualified yet!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Mingyuan put the knife on Sun Yaozu's neck.

With a swish, Sun Yaozu turned pale and raised his head tremblingly, "Commander Xia, let's talk it over..."

"I really have no money left. How about you let me live and I work for you in the future?"

Xia Mingyuan grinned, "Work for me? You old fellow are not worthy!"

As he spoke, he took out the confession he had prepared and threw it in front of Sun Yaozu, "Sign it and I will spare your life for now."

Sun Yaozu's face was full of panic. He took the confession letter and just took a look at it. His face suddenly turned pale and his whole body went limp.

"Xia Mingyuan, do you really want to do this to the extreme?"

The confession listed more than a dozen of Sun Yaozu's crimes, including corruption, abuse of power, and collusion with the Poison Dragon Gang to harm the people...

There were more than a dozen of them, and each one was enough to take his life.

Once he signs this, there will be no chance for him to turn things around!

"Are you still qualified to negotiate with me now?" Xia Mingyuan looked down at Sun Yaozu with a cold expression.

"Come here, serve Master Sun with writing materials."

"If I can't get the desired result within three breaths, don't blame me for going on a killing spree!"

"three!"

Sun Yaozu was trembling all over and looked at Xia Mingyuan in panic.

"Commander Xia, let's discuss this again, okay?"

As he spoke, Sun Yaozu's voice became tearful.

"Second...it's time to cry." Xia Mingyuan pointed the blade, getting closer to Sun Yaozu's neck.

At the same time, outside Xujiazhuang.

Sun Wenju's face was filled with tears as he hugged Pan Hongxing excitedly.

"Brother Pan, may the heavens see to it that Xia Mingyuan, that damned bastard, is definitely not going to make it this time. My father has already sent someone to pick me up."

"From today on, my hard days will be over, brother."

Pan Hongxing patted his shoulder heavily, his expression solemn, "Brother Wenju, congratulations, you finally escaped from this damn place."

"You and I, brothers, are parting ways now. I don't know when we will meet again."

"Perhaps it won't be long before you and I part ways forever."

"It's a pity that you and I made different choices, otherwise we would definitely be best friends."

"Oh..." Pan Hongxing sighed, seeming to be hesitant to speak.

Seeing this scene, Sun Wenju was completely confused.

"Brother Hongxing, what's going on? I'm just going back to be a young master. Your hard times will soon be over. We're only going to say goodbye for a short while, but why are you acting like we're parting forever..."

"Don't worry, when we get back I'll ask my father to persuade General Pan to let you go back as soon as possible. When we get to Hanyang City, we won't leave until we're drunk."

Pan Hongxing opened his mouth, but finally sighed and said nothing.

"Mr. Sun, it's getting late. Please leave quickly."

Wang Ganger took a step forward and bowed slightly.

When Sun Wenju heard the word "Young Master", he immediately put all his doubts behind him and bowed to Pan Hongxing.

"Brother Hongxing, we'll see you later. Take care."

After saying this, Sun Yat-sen turned around and left without looking back.

Pan Hongxing stood there, watching Sun Wenju's back slowly disappear from his sight. He couldn't help but sigh softly, a trace of pity flashing in his eyes.

"Oh, what a pity."

……

Only four or five miles after walking out of Xujiazhuang, Sun Wenju finally came to his senses from his excitement.

"That's not right. Why are we still heading south? Aren't we going back to Hanyang?"

He turned around and looked at Wang Ganger and the others who were following him with knives in their hands.

Wang Ganger had no expression on his face and glanced at Sun Wenju coldly, "Mr. Sun, now that we're here, it's no longer up to you."

"If you know what's good for you, keep going."

When Sun Wenju heard this, his face suddenly changed.

Just escaped from the tiger's den, but unexpectedly fell into the wolf's den.

"You, what are you going to do?"

Sun Wenju's whole body went limp as he retreated backwards repeatedly, looking at Wang Ganger with vigilance.

"I'm warning you, I'm the son of the county magistrate, Lord Sun. I want to go home. Send me home quickly."

Wang Ganger sneered, his eyes ferocious.

"Mr. Sun, don't be impatient."

"The person we killed was Sun Yaozu's son. Since you want to go home, I will send you back to your hometown."

"no, do not want!"

Sun Wenju realized something was wrong and ran away.

However, with a body hollowed out by alcohol and sex, how could he be a match for Wang Ganger?

The next moment, Wang Ganger appeared behind him.

"puff!"

The steel knife pierced Sun Wenju's body from behind, and blood splattered.

Sun Wenju's pupils contracted, his eyes widened, and he turned around in disbelief.

Wang Ganger's face was expressionless, and his tone was stern. "The commander-in-chief asked me to tell you something. If you leak combat secrets and miss the opportunity to fight, you should be punished by military law."

After saying that, Wang Ganger drew his sword, kicked Sun Wenju to the ground, walked up to him with a cold face, and chopped off his head with one blow.

In the county government office, Sun Yaozu's legs went limp and his crotch was wet with urine.

He swallowed hard and looked at Xia Mingyuan with a cold expression pleadingly.

Just then, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

Wang Ganger walked in quickly, came in front of Xia Mingyuan, and knelt on one knee.

"Commander, I failed in my duty. On the way to escort Master Sun back to Hanyang, we were attacked by bandits. Our guards were not up to par, and Master Sun, he was killed by the bandits..."

"I was incompetent. I wanted to retrieve Mr. Sun's body, but I didn't expect the enemy to be so ruthless. I tried my best to retrieve his head."

As he spoke, Wang Ganger's face was filled with grief and indignation, and he casually threw Sun Wenju's head to the ground.

Xia Mingyuan waved his hand and looked at Sun Yaozu expressionlessly.

"Master Sun, what a pity! I never thought your son would have such a tragic fate."

Sun Yaozu's face turned pale. Looking at the head on the ground, he suddenly burst into tears.

"Wen Ju!"

"It's me who harmed you, Wen Ju."

He struggled to get up from the ground and was about to hug Sun Wenju's head.

However, the next moment, the steel knife was in front of him again.

"Sir Sun, I'm sorry, but the time is up."

"I'll take you to meet you underground."

After Xia Mingyuan finished speaking, he raised the steel knife and chopped towards Sun Yaozu.

"Don't kill me!" Sun Yaozu exclaimed, the last line of defense in his heart completely collapsing. "I'll sign the confession."

"Please leave a way out for our Sun family."

After Sun Yaozu finished speaking, he closed his eyes in despair, his eyes full of unwillingness.

His son was dead. If he was also killed by Xia Mingyuan with a single blow, the Sun family would be completely extinct.

Perhaps, signing a confession could buy him a last chance of survival.

Sun Yaozu made up his mind, took the brush in a hurry, and signed his name with resignation.