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On the school grounds of Moyang City, the table has been set up, and there are some melons and fruits that have just been produced in the greenhouse on the table.

Some high-ranking officials of Moyang City and senior generals of the guards came, and they all stood on both sides of the case. Lu Zhenguo and the other three were escorted to the center of the school grounds, where they knelt on the ground.

In the entire school grounds, apart from Lu Feng's cries, there was no other sound.

This also made the atmosphere extremely mysterious. In the quiet environment, Lu Feng's cry was particularly miserable, and the listeners were horrified.

Not long after, Li Yunpeng walked quickly, surrounded by the guards.

The eyes of the audience were immediately focused on him, and even Lu Feng's crying stopped for a moment.

Before arriving at the case table, Li Yunpeng sat down safely, and immediately said: "Let me cut that Lu Feng off first, crying and crying, making people irritated!"

"yes!"

The guards around him made a gesture, and the executioner standing behind Lu Feng raised his knife and dropped it, and the scene suddenly fell silent.

The blood spurted by Lu Feng gradually covered his father Lu He's face.

Although he was ready to die, he didn't expect his son to die in front of him. Lu He suddenly turned pale and trembled all over.

"Lu He, as the vanguard of the Nanzhou Kingdom's invasion of Moyang City, you caused a lot of casualties to my soldiers and people. Today, it's time to comfort the spirits of the dead."

What Lu He should say has been said for such a long time, even scolding, tired of scolding, listening to Li Yunpeng's words, bowed his head without saying a word, just wishing to die quickly.

Li Yunpeng had tortured him enough, he waved his hands, and the executioner sent him on his way in the same way.

Li Yunpeng hacked at two people in one breath, leaving only Lu Zhenguo kneeling on the ground trembling.

"Lu Zhenguo, your cousin has nothing to say, so you should say something, right? After all, you colluded with zombies and betrayed all mankind."

Lu Zhenguo raised his head slowly, his eyes were red, "Stop talking nonsense, I lost a big scar on my head, eighteen years later, I will be a good man again!"

"Hahahaha..." Li Yunpeng laughed loudly, then his face suddenly sank, "Go ahead and dream, people like you will live in the 18th floor of hell forever after 18 years!"

Lu Zhenguo yelled frantically: "Come on! Cut me off! Hurry up!"

Li Yunpeng narrowed his eyes slightly, "Okay! I will help you, let's do it!"

Lu Zhenguo looked stern, and he was relieved when he heard this. Sometimes, death is a luxury.

The executioner sprayed the machete with a sip of wine, stretched his shoulders, and raised the guillotine high.

Lu Zhenguo took a deep breath and tightly closed his eyes.

"Hey!"

The executioner yelled and exerted his strength suddenly. Lu Zhenguo even felt the cool wind from the back of his neck. His whole body was tense, ready to face the severed head.

"stop!"

Suddenly, just when Lu Zhenguo was fully prepared, a loud shout interrupted the executioner's movements, and the guillotine was less than three inches away from Lu Zhenguo's neck.

Lu Zhenguo held his breath for a long time, but was suddenly interrupted. He turned his head and glanced at the guillotine that was close at hand, and suddenly breathed out in fright.

"Li, Li Yunpeng, if you want to kill or cut, you give grandpa a good time, what kind of heroes are mother-in-law and mother-in-law?"

"Hahahaha, Lord Lu, I suddenly thought, if you just die like this, will it... be too cheap for you?"

"I..." Lu Zhenguo wanted to die, but Li Yunpeng didn't want to, "What exactly do you want?"

Lu Zhenguo felt a little guilty. As an opponent, he knew Li Yunpeng's methods too well.

"How?" You let me think about it.

Li Yunpeng picked up the melons and fruits on the table, thinking while eating.

Lu Zhenguo wished he could die right now. He deeply understood the feeling that people are swords and we are fish. He is now a fat fish waiting to be slaughtered, and his life and death are completely in his control.

Li Yunpeng's military and political officials just watched silently. The city lord's ruthless methods against the enemy became stronger each time. Two heads fell to the ground, as if two leaves fell from a tree, and he didn't even shake his eyelids.

"How about this, since you are the public enemy of mankind, then I can't deal with you without authorization." Li Yunpeng said.

Lu Zhenguo felt bitter in his heart, why bother? After trial and trial, isn't he dead in the end?

"Well... Li Er, send someone to order a prison car for Lu Guozhu, write down his charges in detail, and then take him around other cities for the people to criticize and deal with."

"yes!"

"Remember, don't let him be beaten to death in just one city, he must be transferred to the six cities under my Moyang City!" Li Yunpeng added.

"yes!"

When Lu Zhenguo heard this, his bloodless face became even paler with fright, "Li Yunpeng, you killed me! Kill me quickly! You devil! You must die!"

According to Li Yunpeng's approach, how can he, Lu Zhenguo, do well? This is tantamount to being paraded in the streets, humiliated by millions of people, and I don't know how much torture I will suffer.

"Hahahaha, it's too early for me to die badly, but I know, you will definitely die badly! Hahahaha..."

Li Yunpeng laughed happily for a while, "Take it down, and execute it immediately after the prison car is ready!"

"yes!"

In order to prevent Lu Zhenguo from having an accident, Li Yunpeng also specially arranged for a medical team to accompany him to ensure his safety during the journey, and he was allowed to die only after he was tortured by millions of people.

The following days were the beginning of Lu Zhenguo's nightmare.

 …

At this time, it was already March in Yangchun, the grass was growing and the warbler was flying, and there were thriving scenes everywhere. The sphere of influence of Moyang City seemed to have returned to the scene before the end of the world.

Li Yunpeng's territory is more than 80,000 square kilometers. Such a vast land can be used to grow crops, which is enough to feed several million people.

Minister of Agriculture Montaigne is leading a group of agricultural experts to patrol around. More than one million professionally trained new farmers are busy in the fields of half of Xihai Province.

Excluding more than one million farmers, each city has a population of only a few hundred thousand, and small cities even have a population of tens of thousands, all of whom are workers necessary for industrial production.

From winter to spring, not only is this scene in the sphere of influence of Moyang City, but other places are also busy with the same thing. Food is a material that no one can avoid.

The end of the world is close to a year, and the surviving population is less than two. The vast land is enough to feed all the remaining people, so all the surviving humans are busy with spring plowing. Everything seems to be beautiful, but that is because they are not attacked by zombies and mutant beasts. in the case of.

Human beings with tragic fate have to pay the price of blood for every step forward. In order to survive, countless survivors fell in the process of spring plowing.

 …

Gangdong Province, Blue Sea Fleet.

Liu Jianbin also attached great importance to Chungeng. Li Yunpeng had expected to destroy Lu Zhenguo, but it was beyond his expectation to regain Nanzhou City and kill him.

That is a provincial capital city! The capital city of Gangdong Province is still a restricted area for the Blue Sea Fleet. If it is forcibly regained, even if it succeeds, it will have to pay a very heavy price.

But the information he got was that Li Yunpeng took Nanzhou City with little effort.

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