"Captain...uhhhhhhhh!"

Seeing this scene, the Wu family generals present were shocked.

They couldn't believe that Yang Feng was so cruel and killed him if he had a disagreement.

You know, when they came this time, the eldest young master repeatedly told them that they were just here to test the intentions of the auction house and prevent them from having conflicts.

After all, with the strength of the auction house, they will not be able to gain any advantage once they conflict.

But who would have thought that if they didn’t want to fight, they would be unambiguous and would do it as soon as they say it.

For a moment, the soldiers didn't realize what was going on and stood there blankly.

Yang Feng didn't look at them, but just walked out with big strides, while muttering: "Kill!"

Wow! As soon as the words came to an end, the sound of breaking through the air started. All the masters of Jinyao auction house were dispatched, rushing towards the Wu soldiers like hornets.

Before they could come back to their senses from the shock they had just come to see black shadows passing by among them, and wherever they pass by, a sea of ​​blood flew and gushing into the sky.

In just a moment, the three hundred guards returned to the nine heavens and fell into an endless pool of blood.

Yang Feng's face was very calm. Old Man Yun Ji quickly came to him and reported: "These state-master soldiers who came to the store to cause trouble, none of them were masters who refine spirit beasts, were all at the level of generals. It seems that the old guy didn't want to act seriously with us."

"Yes, he's just here to test our attitude.

The real opportunity to start is probably three days later, when we went to the provincial governor's mansion and gave us a turtle in a jar.

What a pity, I am an impatient person and can't wait for that long.

He didn't want to do it, so I moved first.

Let me continue to give orders, and all the guards of the auction house gathered to kill all the states and soldiers who were wild in the city without mercy. I will not give them even a chance to exterminate their faith!”

Yes! After arguing, Old Man Yunji immediately ordered.

In an instant, the auction house guards moved together and organized troops to launch a counterattack on the Wujiazhou Mufu soldiers.

Originally, the soldiers and horses in the auction were not as strong as those of the state's men and horses, but because the state's men and horses were all focused on bullying the people of the city, they did not expect that the auction house would have such a big reaction. In addition, the raid, the store guards immediately killed the state's men and horses soared and howled.

The army of the provincial governor wanted to counterattack, but the entourage masters from the auction hall were all coming out, and the entourage of the provincial governor's family was still in their old age. So in a short while, the provincial governors in the city were defeated and retreated to the provincial governor's mansion.

The people of the whole city took the opportunity to go to the fire to rescue their unburned books or statues of gods, and shed tears in sadness.

At this time, the people still had a very pious belief, and even regarded faith as more important than their own lives.

Some of them worship Guan Gong and value Xinyi, and even in this spiritual world, burning books and burying scholars, were cruelly killed by the state and the palace soldiers in order to protect other people's children.

This belief that faith is more important than life is the source of strong cohesion between people and what those in power fear the most.

As the saying goes, ants bite the elephant to death. Once weak ants gather in groups, even the elephant with the highest strength is not an opponent. This is the power of ants to defeat the strong with weak.

In nature, there is never a real difference between strength and weakness, only the difference between how to use power.

Those in power understand this deeply, so there is only one thing they are doing in their lifetime, and the power to differentiate and gather.

The so-called anti-feudal superstition is just a means of differentiating the underlying forces.

After all, once the bottom class loses faith, it will be a mess, and the mob will no longer have any threat to those in power.

From the bottom, Yang Feng understood this best.

Kuankuan picked up an Analects of Confucius from the fire, Yang Feng turned a few pages casually, then looked at the crowd of people with hatred around him, shouting: "The Confucian and Taoist dynasty created by Confucius, a Taoist dynasty that tends to provide advice for those in power, is now included in the ranks of anti-feudal superstitions and needs to be completely erased.

Just because there are a few words of persuasion to those in power in it, it becomes a banned speech and banned book.

What does this mean?

It means that the holy mountain now cannot even listen to any advice, and does not take the people seriously at all."

“Once upon a time, some people said that if the sharp criticism disappears, mild criticism will be harsh.

When mild criticism disappears, silence will be considered as ulterior motives.

If silence is not allowed, it is a sin to not work hard enough to praise.

If there is only one sound in the world, then this sound is definitely a lie.”

Taking a deep breath, Yang Feng continued: "Now, they want to eradicate all their faith and only retain the voice of the Holy Mountain. Do you know what they want to do?"

Silence, everyone didn't speak, but they knew it well in their eyes.

"The brothers and sisters standing here today may have different beliefs, different identities, and even different classes.

But, one thing we are the same, we don’t want to become slaves, and we don’t want our faith to be trampled on, so what should we do?”

One by one, Yang Feng said leisurely: "When they came to capture monks, I did not stand up; when they came to capture Taoist priests, I did not stand up; when they came to capture Confucian scholars, I still did not stand up.

Now, they have come to capture me, and no one has stood up for me.”

"Boss Huo!"

Suddenly, a loud shout rang out, and a well-dressed businessman suddenly stood up and said, "You need to say nothing, we understand."

If we let these grandsons do whatever they want, our future situation will definitely be even worse.

Now, no matter what our identity or status are, we must unite and rely on each other to kill these bastards.

My name is Wang Qifu, and my spiritual crystal merchant is at the east entrance of the street.

If I die this time, please help me take care of my son, thank you!"

OK! With a loud shout, the crowd was full of fighting spirit, and none of them retreated.

Yang Feng looked at them deeply, feeling relieved.

These people have the spirit of righteous men in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period of China, and are indeed different from the cowards who were brainwashed and wasted 100,000 years later.

Yang Feng believed that he had rebelled countless times throughout his life, but this time he resonated with the masses the most.

These people know where their future lies, and the people are extremely tough. No wonder that old guy Wu Zhenting dared not disturb the people casually before.

If it weren't for the support of the Holy Mountain, he wouldn't have dared to do so recklessly.

Thinking of this, Yang Feng immediately waved his hand fiercely: "Okay, since everyone is so powerful, then I will officially announce here that no matter who is killed, I will cover all the pensions. We will take care of our family and take care of our whole life in the auction hall, and follow me!"

Roar! Roaring, the people of the whole city gathered with the guards of Jinyao Auction, forming a torrent, rushing towards the provincial governor's mansion, unstoppable.

"Not good, father!"

Half an hour later, Wu Shengfei hurried to the study room and said in a sweat: "I'm going back, the people in the city have turned against me. Now I'm going back with Huo Yanfeng and the others."

Uh! The dead old hand suddenly shook, and the brush in Wu Zhenting's hand fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!