These words were heartbroken, and Zhou Jin's throat was blocked and he couldn't speak any refutation. This man could always accurately say the most important point, and then cut off the retreat path, so as not to give the other party room to struggle!

At this moment, he was the fish on the chopping board. He was strangled by the other party while he was breathing. He was not as decisive as before. Now he was like a cat playing with a mouse. Seeing him trying his best to save himself, this sense of humiliation surged like a tide.

Zhou Jin's eyes were red. This sense of shame was something he hadn't tasted in a long time!

"Whether a person can live depends on how much he is worth and how much he is left," the man in the masked voice became colder: "I don't like talking to others, I just like to look at the surplus value of others."

Zhou Jin felt a little nervous. This was to say that he was not the first to explain how much he explained. He already knew so much, but he could explain how much he could explain. The bloody smell in the hall instantly became much stronger. Zhou Jin felt that his throat was stuck and he couldn't move!

Reason reminded him that some things cannot be recognized, such as when he contacted the Feilong Army to assassinate the eldest prince, he was the one who came forward. His eyes turned and said, "Since you already know the mining search, I have nothing to say, but there is something else to do about this matter."

"The Marquis is loyal to His Majesty. However, the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Revenue jointly squeezed out the military supplies of Beiguan. Hundreds of thousands of troops could not wear clothes or warm their clothes, and could not fill their stomachs. This was a helpless move!" Zhou Jin was so righteous and his voice echoed in the hall!

"What's more, there is no mineral found now, and there is not a single one. Otherwise, why would you frequently write to the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Revenue a while ago? I don't know who you are, but I'm trying to make a rant in this way, and it's unfair to Zhenbei Hou Mansion!"

The expression of the man in the mask did not change at all, and this righteous remark failed to touch him at all.

Seeing him like this, Zhou Jin's expression changed slightly.

The masked man gently rubbed the thumb and index finger between his right hand, but it was not a deep thought. It seemed to be just a normal move. It can be seen that his words had no effect on this person at all, and Zhou Jin's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

"That's all you want to say?" The masked man seemed not surprised, and his tone was very cold: "That's a way to die."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Jin realized something was wrong. He was about to speak, but his eyes flashed in a blank space. This time, he saw a blood thread rushing through his eyes. The severe pain came violently, which made him feel in pain for a moment!

When he came to his senses, he realized that his left arm had been cut off, his broken arm fell to the ground, and the masked man stepped on it: "I don't know how to live or die."

Still want to scramble in front of him?!

Zhou Jin was in pain. He could survive the bad weather in Beiguan, but he could not endure such flesh and blood pain. He wanted to be an official, but he just waited for Zhenbei Hou to win the world. He also had the merit of following the dragon and would definitely be able to enter the court and become an official.

Now that he lacks an arm, no one who is an official in any dynasty or any other generation will be a broken person. He knows that his future is not only dim, but his life is also difficult to protect at this time. He finally fell to the ground. Who is this person?

"How many places are there in this stronghold? Where are your troops and horses distributed? How can they attract them? Is the eldest prince designed for you? Are you looking for the jade seal of the previous dynasty? What are the Zhenbei Hou planning for the affairs of the previous dynasty?"

"Is the death of the Lord of Fusheng Pavilion related to Zhenbeihou? If you come out of Fusheng Pavilion, you will join Zhenbeihou, and you will bring you what chips."

The man in the masked question came out like an arrow, one after another, and it was not until the end that he coldly said: "You should know the value of yours."

Standing behind him, the man in black stared at the blade that was still covered in blood. The so-called slaves followed the master, the expressions of these men in black seemed to be unchanged.

Zhou Jin could feel the blood in his body being quickly lost. He could not cover the blood in the wound with his right hand and could not stop the blood flow. He was finally shocked: "I bought the eldest prince and killed the Feilong Army. He has royal blood. This person is destined to be an obstacle for the Marquis!"

"The Lord of Fusheng Pavilion committed suicide and had nothing to do with the Marquis. It was just that the Lord of Fusheng Pavilion was a person who was truly proficient in the land. The Lord of Fusheng Pavilion held the Dongyue mineral map in his hand. This matter is absolutely true. The founding of Dongyue Kingdom was also helpful to these mines."

"I originally wanted to convince the pavilion master to surrender to the Marquis of Zhenbei, but he was a great hero in the court. He was above his rank and looked down on the Marquis at all, and he refused to explain how many mineral maps there were in his hands. But the Marquis did not get the mineral maps in his hands. How could he kill him?"

"He committed suicide and had nothing to do with us, and he had not obtained the mine map..." Zhou Jin's voice became lower and lower, and he was bleeding and sweating: "As for such a stronghold, there are two more in Sui City..."

Before Zhou Jin finished speaking, he felt a chill in his neck. He widened his eyes in shock, only to see the man in front of him slowly approaching, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was grim: "It's enough. The one who told the point just now has told him that what you said next is useless."

So, it's the top.

In this way, there is no need to stay.

Zhou Jin covered his throat with disbelief, his eyes widened, and his figure was still reflected in his pupils, but the figure had turned around long ago, and he was just abandoned.

The man in mask finally sat down. The man in black who had taken action wiped off the blood from the sword and said, "Master, do you follow the old rules?"

"Apart from this person, the rest of the people follow the old rules. As for him..." The masked man finally looked at Zhou Jin's body: "Top his body to the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion. Chen Tianxiao's hand stretched too long, and it was time to let him retract his hand."

"Just this is the case, wouldn't it be cheaper for the old ministers of the previous dynasty?" said the man in black: "After this warning, the Marquis of Zhenbei dared not act any longer in a short period of time. He happened to give the old ministers of the previous dynasty a chance to breathe, but did a good thing for them."

The masked man didn't say anything, but his eyes were like a poisonous needle. The subordinate was scared after realizing it, and immediately knelt down and said, "Subordinate should not speak nonsense, please punish me."

"Go to do business." The masked man only spoke three short words.

The man in black stood up in the sympathetic eyes of other men in black and quickly pulled Zhou Jin's body out.

The man in the mask had just stood up and took out a white veil from his arms to wipe his hands. It was clear that he was not the one who was doing it, but he felt that it was dirty and wiped it repeatedly, not letting go of every finger.

"I need to go to the palace to meet the saint. You can clean up here for a long time. As for the other two strongholds, you don't need to delay and remove them quickly."
Chapter completed!