Military System god realm revolution

Chapter 210: 210 Cruel

      Zhao Lingxin walked steadily. Down to the underground floor, the Royal Guards are fully equipped with weapons and ready for combat.

The sound of Zhao Lingxin's footsteps echoed throughout the basement. Every time the footsteps echoed, it must make the heart of the Brother Dragon feel trembling in fear. Who would not know a mighty person that shook the heavens in front of him?

This is no longer an ancient era. They must keep the face of the emperor secret, As long as you have the yuan banknote in hand, it was enough to see the intricate carvings of Zhao Lingxin. Not to mention that now there was both a television broadcasting of Zhao Lingxin. It was impossible not to remember Zhao Lingxin.

Brother Dragon did not sense Zhao Lingxin's profound energy. But it is strange. He felt he was falling into an ice cave when Zhao Lingxin looked at him.

Brother Dragon is a Martial Artist. Having an arrogance of himself, he had never seen a human emperor in his eyes. But right now, when Zhao Lingxin walked over and stopped in front of him. Brother Dragon had to kneel before this great emperor.

"The emperor has given me your honor to this humble place. I feel very honored," said the Brother Dragon.

Zhao Lingxin had eyes that were as sharp as a hawk in the skyjust staring at the Brother Dragon that was kneeling on the ground.

"Your name is Zhang Long, right?" Zhao Lingxin spoke out of the Brother Dragon's actual name.

Brother Dragon even had sweat pouring over his forehead. When the supreme ruler said this, Showing that all secrets are revealed, He raised his head and saw sharp eyes as if he could see through everything inside him. Inconspicuously.

"Your Majesty knows all the truth. I won't hide it anymore." Brother Dragon stood up as usual.

"I didn't think that a person like you would dare to visit a place like this." Brother Dragon did not imagine that one day at his secret nest a great person would appear to come to meet him. According to the news, he heard Zhao Lingxin always stayed at the palace. Rarely go anywhere, But this time, it was strange that Zhao Lingxin came to meet him at this place.

After finishing the words of the Brother Dragon. More than thirty soldiers tightened their weapons, ready to shoot and exterminate. But Zhao Lingxin raised his hand first.

"I think we should be able to negotiate. Right now, I think that's what you want the most." Zhao Lingxin suggested using the stage of talking as a way out. Avoid collision.

"I think this idea is good too," said the Brother Dragon agreed.

In a short time, The Royal Guards has transformed the dark basement. In a meeting room, immediately Many devices are installed along with the table with bulletproof glass separating the scene between Brother Dragon and Zhao Lingxin as well.

Not too long to wait for the meeting room to be completed quickly.

Zhao Lingxin sat at a special seat that they prepared. Open a meeting with the Martial Artists for the first time.

"I didn't think that in my land this would be so popular with so many Martial Artists," Zhao Lingxin recalled the number of thousands of Martial Artists that he had discovered now. If he had found it a little later, he was afraid it would be too late.

"What can I do, Your Majesty? We are only little ants in the world of Martial Artists. Only escape to the east, Even if we can help us survive and be safe." Brother Dragon began to refer to the starting point that they have evacuated.

They didn't want to become the first characters that had to be sacrificed in this great cultivation battle. Therefore, many Martial Artists chose a distant eastern land as their shelter. They hope that in three, five years, the war will settle. At that time, they would return to the middle of the Great Continent.

Zhao Ling Xin listened to the information from the Martial Artists' mouth by himself. Make him more aware of the actual situation.

"So there must be more Martial Artists who will choose to travel to this place."

Zhao Lingxin asked.

"That's right," Brother Dragon nodded.

"We who have established an early settlement and sent a message back that there was a safe place. I think that soon there will be more and more Martial Artists," said the Brother Dragon.

Martial Artists have long-distance communication technology as well. A thousand miles of communication talisman sent a message back to the middle of the great continent, Even if it is a one-off communication. However, it was enough to inform most Martial Artists that The East is a paradise where they can hide.

The empire's territory was more comfortable than the central continent. Many Martial Artists began to wait for the time. Accumulate a lot of personnel and prepare to seize power from the emperor. They were thinking of taking over this paradise for their own.

Zhao Lingxin closed his eyes and thought. The worries he feared have become a reality. This problem is harder to solve by the Cabinet. Zhao Ling Xin chose to come down and look at the situation for himself. He found that the pain was more severe than expected.

The Martial Artists were growing in number in the imperial territory. Zhao Lingxin chose to talk to the Dragon Brother, who was guessed to be the head of these problematic immigrants. Fortunately, at this time, the empire's weapon technology was rapidly advancing. Suppose having to deal with a lower level Martial Artists.

Zhao Lingxin was still not very scared. Just keep shooting, and shooting these cockroaches will die.

Brother Dragon saw that Zhao Lingxin was thinking, did not bother.

However, Zhao Lingxin closed his eyes for too long, and it took more than half an hour. Let Brother Dragon feel anxious and agonized, then chose to ask a question.

      "Let me ask the Empire, how do you deal with the Martial Artists?"

Zhao Ling Xin opened his eyes. Ready to speak out in a calm voice.

"Honestly said, I don't want to kill all of you." It was impossible to kill all Martial Artists. The Brother Dragon even smiled. However, Zhao Lingxin's words weren't all that long. There is still another word behind.

"Of course, it can't kill you. I will build a prison and leave you prisoners of war with heavy labor. I should save a lot of the construction budget," Zhao Lingxin said calmly. But made the Brother Dragon feel that he was listening to the devil to decide his fate.

This was the plan of Zhao Lingxin and the Cabinet. Instead of killing for nothing, It is better not to hold a Martial Artists for hard labor. The Martial Artists had high physical strength and great patience. Lifts several times heavier than your body weight. Can work for several days in a routine. This is ideal labor.

They can use it in heavy work such as railway construction, and it would be nice. The Cabinet, Sun Wanping, immediately heard Zhao Lingxin's thoughts.

Capitalist Sun Wanping even wanted to immediately approve this plan slavery uses free force like Martial Artists. It's an idea that no one has ever dared to do before. He doesn't even dare to think. But Sun Wanping was confident with Zhao Lingxin's great prerogative powers. This plan is sure to be successful.

Many capitalists began to hear the idea spread out in the palace. They were also prepared to open up a market for cultivating slaves. For the first time in the history of the Great Yan Huang Continent. That the status of Martial Artists was about to become a slave to ordinary human beings

Brother Dragon, who heard Zhao Ling Xin's thoughts, gasped, and looked with shock. He did not think before, either that the emperor in front of him. There will be an outrageous thought that has never happened before.

"Damn it, and you are too disgraceful for us. A Martial Artist will never be a slave." Brother Dragon had never felt humiliated like this in his life. He had to hide like a pipe rat; it was terrible. This must be taken by an ordinary human emperorthe dignified thought of enslaving them through heavy labor. The status is completely reversed. It was a matter that Brother Dragon could not accept until he became angry.

"We detected hazardous reactions; everyone opens fire!!."

The Brother Dragon showed an aggressive attitude.

It affected all the nerves of the Royal Guards, Dozens of heavy machine guns immediately opened fire.

Brother Dragon felt like hit by a hammer so severely that his body slammed into the air. He was clashing loudly against the walls of the room.

"Bang!"

Brother Dragon attached to the wall of the room. Slowly flowing down to the ground, His face was full of pain that was hard to explain. Brother Dragon had already realized how terrifying this group of humans was. Even without the qi energy, it could show a high destructive power.

Of course, just this wasn't enough to kill Brother Dragon. The Royal Guards withhold some of their attacks, only firing ten shots.

They would like to teach a little not to fail this kindness in front of the Great Emperor.

Brother Dragon, his blood flowed at the corner of his mouth. A slightly damaged organ. The head and the brain are still dazed, unable to control the body. The Royal Guard carried Brother Dragon to sit at the table to negotiate as before.

Gunsmoke spread throughout the room. With a unique scent that infuses.

Zhao Ling Xin slightly brushed the smoke from the gun fire, said,

"Let's us talk furthermore."