ig tower-like Liao man was not a death row prisoner who was going to be killed.Li Chen smiled and was in a good mood.with this, he finally gets a little bit more sense of security.walked up to the pal...Chapter 259: kill all

the expression of his confidant is calm. He bows his head and says calmly, "everything, as your excellency wishes."

Duan Jinjiang said: "in that case, let's stick to the plan."

with that, Duan Jinjiang closed his eyes.

the confidant lifted the plank and said, "offended."

with that, he covered the plank over Duan Jinjiang's body, and after using the machine to get stuck, Duan Changmian's body was carried back and placed in the coffin.

so far, unless someone has smashed the coffin completely, no one knows that the coffin is double-decked.

then, Duan Fu began to make strenuous preparations to transport the eldest son's body back to his hometown for burial.

in the restaurant opposite Duan Fu, the whole second floor is full of Xiaoxie.

Sanbao sat in person. The whole second floor was full of people, but all of them were Jinyiwei.

leaning against the window, Sanbao picked up the wine glass, the warm and slightly hot glass slowly rubbed at his fingertips, and by Sanbao's table, a scout was reporting the situation.

"the factory master has already found out. Duan Fu will rise immediately. He will be escorted by Duan Jinjiang himself. The hearse team will leave Beijing from Dongzhimen, and then go westward around a road."

Sanbao stared at Duan Fu, which was covered with white sails, and said softly, "then let's wait here."

after the spies left, someone carefully asked, "Master, why don't you just go in and get people"

Sanbao said slowly: "there is enough right and wrong in the capital. Duan Jinjiang is going to die, but he cannot die in the capital."

that's all. No one asks any more questions.

A moment later, Sanbao saw the gate of Duan Fu open. With a loud song, the white sail was raised and the paper money was thrown into the sky.

"come on!"

Snow white snow and pale white sails, dark yellow paper money flying in the sky with the wind.

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the hearse team set out. At the front, eight boys walked with soul sails on their shoulders, followed by six young girls throwing paper money as they walked, followed by a team of personal guards surrounded by Duan Jinjiang in sackcloth.

behind Duan Jinjiang is a hearse procession.

behind the hearse procession, there are monks chanting sutras to cross over, followed by soul flags.

"Duan Jinjiang can't wait to get his son to follow him on the road."

Sanbao sneered, looked up and drank all the green plum wine in the glass, and said, "all cheer up, follow the miscellaneous family, and do things!"

the hearse escorting the long cotton body went out of Dongzhimen and walked more than halfway around the capital. When it was about to enter the boundary of southern Zhili, at the end of the road, a large group of people were already waiting. Led by

, are the three treasures.

the hearse team slowly approached, and Sanbao squinted his eyes at the approaching team and slowly raised his hand.

as he raised his palm, countless figures suddenly appeared on both sides of the road.

these people are all carefully selected archers.

they are holding a big bow, ready to go.

and the whole hearse team saw this, and there was a riot.

finally, a group of guards ran towards Sanbao.

seems to be saying something.

it's just that their voices are drowned out by the blizzard.

of course, Sanbao doesn't care what they say.

"release the arrow."

two simple words fell to the ground, and the rain of arrows was thrown from left to right toward the hearse team in the middle.

and then there were screams.

the guards who were running along the way were shot into a hornet's nest one by one, with their horses and horses shot in blood, and their heads turned upside down in the snow.

the bright red blood and the snow-white snow mix together to form a picture of incomparably mournful beauty.itian to climb up the pole, Li Chen immediately said, "Why don't we make a bet" If the goal of the Liao State is my Daqin, then it will be Daqin's bad luck, and I will swallow all the bitter fruit of...