Beilong City.

In a dungeon with strict defense, more than 3,000 prisoners of war were imprisoned, all of whom were rebellious and refused to cooperate even though they were captured.

But when Zhou Jian arrived here, someone even took the lead in causing trouble.

Bang bang bang bang!

They pounded the iron bars hard and shouted: "Meat, we want to eat meat!"

"Wine, we want to have wine!"

"These bunch of bastards!" The person in charge of the detention was angry, but he had no choice but to kill him, and if he was killed, he would be afraid of causing riots, it would be detrimental to the surrender of the Beiyuan realms.

Other means can hardly be effective against the strongest army in Beiyuan. Until now, they have not even asked who is more than 3,000 generals.

For a moment, the dungeon was disturbed.

Walking into the dark dungeon, under the brazier, Zhou Jian's face was very cold, and he turned around and said something to Mr. Ku, and Mr. Ku immediately retreated.

At this time, everyone in the dungeon also saw Zhou Jian and his group.

Exclaimed: "Your descend!"

"Let us meet your Majesty, long live your Majesty!" The deputy general in charge of the custody brought a large number of guards to pay his respects.

Seeing this, more than three thousand burly men who were imprisoned subconsciously showed a hint of fear, and then, under the leadership of several generals, continued to yell: "We want to eat meat, we want to drink wine!"

"Emperor, either release us or give us food and drink!"

"Otherwise we'll keep making trouble!"

"That's right!"

Bang bang bang bang... They knocked on the iron railings like a demonstration, and were very arrogant.

The people from the Qingtian Guard and the Dragon Knight all looked angry, but Zhou Jian didn't say anything, and they didn't dare to speak.

Suddenly, Zhou Jian, who had been silent for a long time, locked in several leaders of more than 3,000 people, with sharp eyes and coldly said: "I want wine and meat, right?"

"That's right!" A prisoner, eight feet tall, had a thick eyebrows and big eyes, shouted with a very strong temper and had no sense of being imprisoned.

Zhou Jian smiled instead of anger: "Okay, I will give you meat, I will bring you wine!"

He grew old and returned, and brought a pot of wine and a bowl of rice. There were a few slices of white fat meat on it, which were penetrated with chopsticks and inserted straight.

Suddenly, the audience was shocked and silent.

The originally arrogant more than 3,000 people gradually changed their faces at this moment. Who wouldn’t know that this is “plug rice” and it’s used to eat it!

The entire dungeon was silent for nearly seven or eight breaths.

Looking around coldly, Zhou Jian shouted: "Speak, don't you want wine and meat? Who will eat it?"

"You, or you?"

"Get out!!"

All the prisoners in the dungeon looked ugly. Look at me, and I look at you. Although I was dissatisfied, no one dared to speak.

Zhou Jian knew very well that if the gun shot out the first bird, otherwise this group of Beiyuan's number one rebels would not be afraid.

Immediately afterwards, he pointed at the eight-foot-high prisoner, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He had just observed it and said that this person should be the largest among the more than 3,000 prisoners.

"You, that's you, get out!"

"I won't eat it completely, I will light the sky lantern for you today!"

The man was named, his face changed in shock, and he shouted: "What do you want to do? When two armies fight, how dare you kill prisoners?"
Chapter completed!