Song Ziyu knew that Chi Luzhu was anxious.
It seems that I can only solve the problem in the simplest way.
So Song Ziyu stepped out of the crowd and walked step by step towards the Lord of Xuanshi City who was riding a horse.
This wind force makes people feel baffled.
Zhuge Jing, who was sitting on the horse, looked at Song Ziyu curiously, not knowing what this guy wanted to do.
Did he want to capture him alive?
Looking at Zhuge Jing walking over, he came to an absurd conclusion.
Then Zhuge Jing laughed, laughing at his own imagination.
What can this guy do in front of his countless subordinates?
"What do you want to do?"
Zhuge Jing sat on the horse and bowed to ask Song Ziyu.
Song Ziyu answered Zhuge Jing's inquiry in his own way.
Song Ziyu raised his hand and slapped the horse on the head. The unusually tall horse was slapped so hard that its limbs were fluttering and it could not stand upright.
boom!
The tall horse was knocked unconscious and fell to the ground.
Zhuge Jing, who was sitting on the horse, never dreamed that Song Ziyu would be so bold and daring to attack his own horse in front of so many of his subordinates!
Zhuge Jing was so excited that he waved the riding whip in his hand and greeted Song Ziyu.
Song Ziyu was worried that he had no one to catch him, and this riding crop was simply the best support.
Song Ziyu took advantage of the situation and pulled Zhuge Jing off the horse.
There was nothing beautiful about this move, but it was better because it was done very quickly. In one go, Zhuge Jing was dragged in front of Song Ziyu.
...Speaking of Zhuge Jing, he is not a loser. To be able to take the position of the city lord of Hanging Corpse City, Zhuge Jing's military strength is not bad at all.
That's why!
Only Zhuge Jing could be so calm and composed.
Facing Song Ziyu's attack, Zhuge Jing fought back!
Zhuge Jing knocked down Song Ziyu with one punch.
Song Ziyu turned a blind eye and slapped Zhuge Jin's fist away, then cut directly into the middle and pinched Zhuge Jing's neck.
Then……
There is no more.
too fast!
Swift as the wind!
Zhuge Jing never expected that Song Ziyu would be so fast!
He was just trying to be brave for a moment, and he was caught.
"You..." Zhuge Jing was shocked and wanted to say something, but he felt his mouth was dry, his throat was itchy and his throat was soft.
Song Ziyu grabbed Zhuge Jing's throat, looked around, and said calmly to the men around him who were watching eagerly: "You'd better not move, otherwise I'll be too nervous and accidentally snap your leader's neck. Don't blame me."
These words seemed to be spoken to Zhuge Jing's subordinates, but they were actually spoken to Zhuge Jing himself.
"Stop it!" Zhuge Jing did not dare to risk his life on his temper. After all, Zhuge Jing did not trust his soldiers.
The soldiers were all stunned when they heard Zhuge Jing's words. These big-headed soldiers, whose IQs were not too high and were accustomed to standing still, had no idea what to do next.
But Song Ziyu knows what to teach them.
"Put down your weapons!" Song Ziyu said.
"Lay down your weapons, lay down your weapons."
Zhuge Jing was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do.
"Boy, think about the consequences of your actions. If you offend me, there will be no good consequences."
Zhuge Jing warned.
Song Ziyu chuckled and said, "As long as you cooperate, I guarantee that you will be fine. But if you make any unnecessary moves, then I don't know... After all, I am also very nervous now."
While speaking, Song Ziyu suddenly took action and kicked away a soldier who was up to no good, shocking everyone again.
The soldiers were dejected. Everyone, look at me and let me see what you can do?
So everyone had to put down their weapons and stand aside to listen.
Zhuge Jing finally realized the reality. The guy holding him hostage was far more powerful than him. It was a waste of energy to struggle on his own.
Zhuge Jing regretted that he had been careless and careless from the beginning.
Now that everything is fine, everyone is a knife and a fish, and Zhuge Jing can only ask cautiously: "What do you want to do?"
Song Ziyu glanced at Chi Luzhu and said: "Lead the way to the airport. With the hostages in hand, we are not afraid of them jumping over the wall."
Zhuge Jing had no choice but to let his men clear the way.
The group of people escorted Zhuge Jing towards the airport of Hanging Corpse City.
Soon, Song Ziyu cautiously walked into the Hanging Corpse City surrounded by a group of people.
A stench hits your nostrils!
Song Ziyu almost vomited.
Although this city is built on ruins, it is a complete garbage dump compared to Chixu City. The stench here is permeable, flies and various poisonous insects are everywhere, and the entire environment is as bad as it is.
The filthiness of this city is enough to tell what kind of person the governor of Hanging Corpse City is.
"It stinks so much, don't you know how to take care of this city?"
Song Ziyu couldn't help complaining about Zhuge Jing: "I see you are known as a dog, but I didn't expect you live in a doghouse. It's really disgusting."
Zhuge Jing was scolded and had no temper. He wanted to say something to refute, but finally gave up.
The group of people escorted the dejected Zhuge Jing and continued walking forward, and then entered the center of the Hanging Corpse City.
Here, there is a huge square.
The square was full of tortured slaves!
The corpses of slaves were piling up and hundreds of butchers were working on them.
They put the slave's body on the chopping board and cut it wildly with a large butcher knife, and scarlet blood flowed all over the floor.
The cut pieces of meat are collected by the butchers and then transported away by special personnel.
Good guy!
This place is clearly a large open-air slaughterhouse!
"What are you doing?"
Song Ziyu couldn't help but tremble all over.
too disgusting!
So bloody!
This is not something that humans can do.
Before Zhuge Jing could speak, Chi Luzhu on the side spoke: "Don't make too much of a fuss, Hanging Corpse City is just a food processing factory."
"Food processing plants?"
Song Ziyu was stunned when he heard this.
Chi Luzhu pointed to the dark factory building not far from the slaughterhouse and said, "That's the factory area of the processing plant, and this is just the slaughtering area of the processing plant."
"Are you eating people?"
Song Ziyu looked at Chi Luzhu with a somewhat frightening expression.
Chi Luzhu seemed to sense Song Ziyu's murderous intention, and quickly explained: "Don't get me wrong, after these slaves are slaughtered and processed, they are supplied to the zombies worshiped by the city-state. Of course, a considerable portion of them are tribute to the super zombies. ..."
"How can you do this?"
Song Ziyu yelled angrily.
"Don't get excited. The people slaughtered here are slaves and humans captured outside the city-state area. We don't kill our own people." Chi Luzhu also wanted to explain.
But Song Ziyu couldn't listen to it anymore.
At this time, a group of slaves were being driven to the slaughterhouse!
These slaves seem to have known their fate for a long time. Now they are standing there without even the thought of escaping. They are standing there like fools, waiting for the fate of being executed anytime and anywhere.
"Why don't they resist?"
Song Ziyu looked like he hated iron.
"Resist? How to resist?" Zhuge Jing said with a bitter smile: "The entire city-state of Miluo lives under the shadow of super zombies. Is resistance useful?"
