Hearing this, everyone was silent for a moment. They looked different, but they didn't dare to question any more.

Mu chenbi raised his eyebrows with satisfaction, took out a gun from his pocket, played leisurely in his hands, and asked: "who will come first?"

Everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to stand up first.

After a minute of stalemate, someone could not help breaking the silence.

"Oh, a group of cowards, just killing people, there's nothing they dare to do. What's more, these Zhaoguo people are the lowest prisoners, and their blood has no effect. It's their only value to make fun of us. I'll come first!"

The man went straight up to Mu chenbi, stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "give me your gun."

"Well, I appreciate your courage." Mu chenbi smiles and hands the gun to the man.

The man took it and just looked up, but he ran into Dongtang Chiyou's bloody eyes. The terrible eyes seemed to tear him to pieces. He was so scared that he shivered. He didn't understand why Dongtang Chiyou was looking at him like this.

He didn't think much about it. Holding a gun, he excitedly went to the group of Zhaoguo people and chose from left to right. It was like choosing a commodity.

Finally, he picked up a woman, took a gun to the woman's forehead, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation.

With a loud bang, the birds in the forest were so scared that they flapped their wings and ran away. The bullet went through the woman's head, and blood splashed everywhere. The other Zhaoguo people nearby gave a cry of panic.

The man returned the gun to Mu chenbi and laughed at the crowd: "you see, it's no big deal."

Mu chenbi's eyes looked at the crowd again: "next, who's coming?"

Some of them seemed to want to have a try, but they hesitated and refused to step out.

Mu chenbi turns his eyes slowly, puts his eyes in front of Dongtang Chiyou, brings up a mischievous smile and says: "let's give our Jun Shao the second chance."

"Yes! Let cheye come first

"Yes, let's stay back."

The crowd echoed.

If even the Juns are involved, then they have nothing to worry about.

Mu chenbi hands the gun to Dongtang Chiyou, appreciating his stiff face happily: "Jun Shao, come on."

Dongtang Chi you turned his head and looked at Xiangmu's sinking wall with a pair of cold eyes. He slowly opened his lips and squeezed out a word: "No."

Mu Shen's face sank, and even his voice was cold: "Jun Shao, are you rejecting me?"

People were shocked.

"Junscher refused?"

"No, he knows what rejection means, doesn't he?"

"He is not openly against King Mu!"

Mu chenbi spilled a scornful sneer from his throat: "what? Jun Shao, can't bear it? Since ancient times, the kingdom of Zhao has been defeated by the conquerors, and the state of Zhao has long been destroyed. These people who have no state and are displaced are just humble slaves. There is no need for them to give up. "

Dongtang Chiyou clenched his fist in an instant, and his eyes lit up a burning flame, as if he could burn everything in the world. He gritted his teeth and said in a grumpy voice: "Mu chenbi, have you said enough?"

Mu chenbi squints his keen eyes and observes Dongtang Chiyou's look. He asks in bewilderment: "it's strange, Jun Shao. You seem to be very angry. You're just killing Zhao people. What are you... Angry about?"