"It's Lord Wei Kang!!"
Compared to Wei Meng, who was always with Wei Kang, the others were slower to recognize Wei Kang, who only had a head left. However, the shock it brought them was more obvious. In the eyes of ordinary mountain people or ordinary garrison soldiers, Wei Kang, the head of the twelve family guards, was already a high and mighty figure. But now, all that was left of him was his head, and it was hanging on the north exit.
The garrison soldiers obeyed their superior's orders and tried to separate the mountain people who had gathered. But while they were carrying out the order, they kept peeking at the contents of the cloth and discussed it when their superior was not paying attention.
"Another one!"
This word became the phrase that appeared most frequently. Even if many people didn't say it out loud, their eyes clearly revealed this meaning.
This kind of scene, ever since Nightingale's organization appeared more than three years ago, all over the Canyon Peak District. From a remote border town to the main city of the Gorge Peak District, Gorge Peak City, villains were punished one after another by them.
The black words on the white cloth listed the crimes of these villains. And Nightingale had become the embodiment of justice in the eyes of many mountain people.
"Disperse, disperse!!" The guard at the north exit kept shouting at the crowd. But the crowd did not disperse, instead, it seemed that more and more people were gathering.
Wei Kang, it was Wei Kang! Wei Kang was killed by Nightingale.
The news spread quickly, much faster than the secret agents that Wei Meng sent to deliver the letter. The punishment of such a big figure pushed people's expectations of Nightingale to a new height.
The crowd did not disperse for a long time, and the garrison soldiers were even squeezed out of the crowd. They could only watch Wei Kang's head continue to hang there. They could only look at the white cloth listing many of Wei Kang's shameful acts, but they could not go forward to deal with it.
"Block the entrance! Don't let any more people come in! Disperse, make them all disperse! "The guard angrily ordered his subordinates, but it had little effect. The regular garrison soldiers at the north exit were not enough to cope with the enthusiasm of the mountain people.
"Trash!" A shout came into the guard's ears.
"Who?" The anxious guard subconsciously roared, but he looked around and could not see who was talking to him. But he couldn't see who was talking to him.
"Those who don't obey will be killed!" The voice rang out again. The guard still couldn't figure out who was speaking. However, he had already realized a certain possibility.
Only his voice could be heard, but he was nowhere to be seen. It was obvious that he had used his special ability to transmit his voice, and among the Twelve Family Guards, there was one who was an expert in the Soul of Cry.
Lord Wei Meng?
The guard instinctively shrank his head. The Twelve Family Guards didn't have any official positions, but their power and influence far exceeded that of low-ranking officials like them. He realized that the word "trash" was probably Wei Meng's comment on him. The guard's expression immediately became even more mournful than before. At this moment, how could he care about anything else? He immediately issued Yu Weimeng's instructions.
"Get them to disperse! Those who do not obey will be killed without mercy! " The guard roared. This order was heard by the soldiers, as well as by the people gathered here. Before the soldiers could take action, the people were already in an uproar.
Not out of fear, but out of anger. Everyone's emotions were in a state of excitement because of Wei Kang's death. Originally, they had restrained themselves due to their fear of the rule of the powerful, but the Imperial Guard's cruel and forceful order caused them to lose their composure. However, this ruthless order from the Imperial Guard completely shattered the last bit of their repressed emotions.
Everyone's eyes burned with anger, and they all pointed at the guard who gave the order. Just this gaze that seemed to want to devour someone was already a reaction that the Imperial Guard did not expect at all. His heart trembled, and he subconsciously took a step back. His hand was already pressed tightly on the hilt of his sword, and he roared at the mountain people, "What are you trying to do? Are you trying to rebel? Men, stop them. "
There were two personal guards behind the Imperial Guard, but when they saw such a scene, they did not dare to step forward.
They were just ordinary soldiers because of their long period of training. Perhaps they had touched the threshold of soul power, but they were ultimately not those Perforation realm experts who possessed special abilities. Against such a crowd, their meager strength would not be of any use at all.
"What's going on, are you deaf? Or are you trying to rebel as well? "The Imperial Guard realized that the two fellows behind him were hesitating and not moving. He shouted harshly. When the mountain people saw the guards like this, their confidence was boosted. These soldiers and commanders that they usually feared did not seem scary at all at this moment.
"Those who don't disperse, will be killed without mercy?" A mountain person walking at the very front looked mockingly at the terrified Imperial Guard and his two guards. This kind of expression would usually only appear on the faces of ordinary people like them!
"Yes," a voice replied.
The Imperial Guard did not speak, and neither did the two guards. But almost everyone present heard this reply. Everyone looked around for the source of the voice. When their gazes turned to the huge boulder with the words "North Exit" written on it, they saw a figure fly high up in the air. Wei Kang's head had already been taken off the boulder, and a long strip of cloth flew up as if it had an eye. Before anyone could react, the strip of cloth had already flown back, dragging a person along with it. It was the mountain person who had mocked the order "Those who don't disperse, will be killed without mercy".
Wei Meng stood on the huge boulder at the North Exit, his left hand holding Wei Kang's head, his right hand holding the strip of white cloth. The mountain person's neck was tightly strangled, and he was currently struggling desperately.
"Yes." Wei Meng repeated again, using the voice of the Soul of Ming. Everyone present could hear him clearly, "Those who don't disperse, will be killed without mercy."
Anger was still written on all the mountain people's faces, but now, they were slowly hiding. Instead, it was replaced by fear that they were already used to. Some people were still staring blankly, while others were already about to leave dejectedly. As for the mountain person hanging in mid-air by Wei Meng, no one cared about him at all.
"This is the last time, disperse." Wei Meng said.
The mountain people who were still in a daze finally began to move, and hurriedly left. People pushed, people stopped, some people pretended to be in pain, but they did not dare to make a sound. Everyone was trying their best to suppress and hide, afraid that they would be noticed. So many people moved and left together, but no one spoke. There was only the continuous, dull sound of footsteps.
Wei Meng watched all of this coldly, his right hand still hanging the poor mountain person. His struggles were getting weaker and weaker. At this moment, an arrow flew over from afar.
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