RPAGF Chapter 1343
Chapter 1343
"Whether they were bandits or robbers in the past."
"After all, people get old, their reactions slow down, and they can't take a beating anymore."
Zhao Feng clapped his hands and said coldly. Although he had beaten up three marquises, there was no fear or panic in his eyes at this moment.
There's no way this matter will be resolved peacefully today.
There are only two possible endings left—
Firstly, their master indeed had everything under control, and when he said to suppress the nobles of Huaixi, he did so.
Secondly, his master, as he appeared on the surface, was ignorant of his place and provoked the nobles of Huaixi, only to bring disaster upon himself and become a complete puppet. As for himself and his so-called "lackeys," they were bound to meet a terrible end.
Since the mess is already set in stone and there's no turning back, it's definitely worthwhile to teach these rebellious officials who disrespect His Majesty and speak rudely a lesson.
"Besides, His Majesty has always been a master strategist and a man of exceptional wisdom. When has he ever been so arrogant as to be ignorant of his own limitations?" Zhao Feng still trusted Zhu Yunwen more.
As for the other party's marquis status... our master used these few people as examples to make an example of them. They will definitely be dealt with in the future. A few dead people are no longer marquises.
Zhang Yi, Zhu Shou, and Cao Xing.
Caught off guard, Zhao Feng delivered a powerful punch to their stomachs, leaving them clutching their bellies and hunched over, unable to straighten up for a long time. Luckily, they were all trained fighters; otherwise, they would have been half-dead.
After a moment of silence.
Zhang Yi was the first to raise his head, staring at Zhao Feng in disbelief. His right hand was clutching his stomach, and his left index finger trembled as he pointed at him: "Zhao... Zhao Feng!!! You... you bastard, how dare you... hit me!?"
"I...I was granted the title of Marquis by Emperor Taizu Gao, and I have made great military achievements!"
"You're just a... a mere Vice Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, you're asking for trouble! If this gets back to the ears of other dukes and military officials, you, Zhao Feng... will only face death!"
"..."
The three of them were completely unprepared for Zhao Feng to dare to attack them halfway through their journey. Moreover, they had been pampered for many years and were suddenly struck by this calamity. At this moment, they were all furious and unable to contain their anger.
If Zhao Feng hadn't gone too far...
At this point, they would probably rush up and fight Zhao Feng to the death.
But all they can do now is talk, so all they can do is rage helplessly.
"Oh? Only some died? But these are all my men. How do you three marquises think this matter will reach the ears of the Duke of Liang and his men?"
"On the other hand, what good is the marquis title bestowed by Emperor Taizu? Now he's just a mere prisoner, doesn't he? It doesn't seem to have any real prestige."
Seeing the three of them angrily cursing him, Zhao Feng not only didn't get angry, but instead showed a mocking smile and relentlessly ridiculed them.
I felt quite pleased.
Since His Majesty ascended the throne last year, this group of people have rebelled against the Heavenly Gang, relying on their meager military achievements and seniority and prestige in the army to coerce the emperor. Even His Majesty, the supreme emperor, has no choice but to swallow his anger. Where in the world is there any justice like this?
I finally got my chance today.
Those old bastards should suffer internal injuries from holding back their anger.
Sure enough, hearing Zhao Feng's mockery and seeing his sarcastic smile, Zhang Yi and the other two became even more enraged. Already panting heavily from taking a heavy punch, their anger made them gasp for breath like broken bellows.
"You...! You...you just wait!"
"Hmph! You little brat, so arrogant now, tomorrow I'll definitely skin you alive piece by piece! I'll let you know that I'm not someone you can mess with!"
"..."
As they spoke, the three of them recovered somewhat and gradually straightened up.
Zhang Yi's gaze suddenly sharpened, and he clenched his fists, angrily charging towards Zhao Feng, attempting to retaliate in kind—he used to be a bandit, but now he was a nobleman and marquis, and he couldn't tolerate this insult.