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"I'm not convinced!"

Zhang Zhun roared at the sky.

"Bang bang bang!"

The crisp gunshot sounded behind him.

Suddenly, Zhang Zhun felt that his body was hit by countless huge forces and shattered instantly. His consciousness quickly fell into darkness at the same time. However, he still tenaciously raised his head high.

He is not convinced!

...

Zhang Zhun is a retired non-commissioned officer in a certain unit of the Marine Corps. After retiring, he has been working as a fighting instructor in a famous martial arts school. A few months ago, he received a call from his father that the old house was about to be demolished and high-end commercial housing was built. The old house was the property of his father who worked hard all his life. After Zhang Zhun got married and got married, he moved out. The old father was reluctant to leave and still stick to the old house. The conditions offered by the developer for this demolition were ridiculously low, and his father and all his neighbors did not agree to the demolition.

The developer then cut off water and electricity, blocked the roads, created noise, sent people to the door to intimidate, shot windows with bird guns in the middle of the night, and even deliberately set up poisonous snakes, forcing everyone to move. The old father couldn't stand it, so he had to call his son back to give him courage. Zhang Zhun had no mother since he was a child, and the father and son depended on each other until they became adults and cared about their father the most. He heard this and hurried back.

When Zhang Zhun returned home, he found that his father had become a crutch and had to walk with a crutch. The things at home were in a mess. After asking, he learned that it was all because he did not agree to the demolition. The old father's legs were stopped by unknown people and were interrupted alive. The old father called the police for help, but there was no news.

Zhang Zhun was furious and wanted to go to the developer to argue, but was stopped by his father. There were many developers, and he raised a large group of thugs and had a background. How could the old father let his only son take risks? The old father must not let Zhang Zhun calm down and not be impulsive. Violence is definitely not the solution to the problem.

"Okay, I'll calm down, I'm not impulsive."

Zhang Zhun said helplessly.

He had to listen to his father's words and had to endure them.

Who knew that Zhang Zhun was stopped by his father and did not go to trouble the developer, but the developer came to the door again. On the night when Zhang Zhun came back, more than a dozen unidentified people broke into the house. These people were holding steel pipes, triangular scrapers, machetes and other controlled weapons in their hands, threatening Zhang Zhun's father to sign the agreement immediately. Otherwise, they would not see the sun tomorrow. The other party threatened that one life would be only 200,000, and the two of them would be 400,000, so wet!

Zhang Zhun tried his best to be patient and restrained, and went up with his old father to argue with him, but the other party started to fight fiercely. The poor old father had his legs lame and had difficulty moving, but he was pushed to the ground fiercely. His head accidentally hit the ground and fell into a coma on the spot.

"court death!"

"You guys beat my dad!"

Zhang Zhunli was angry.

Is it still natural for forced demolition, to break into a private house at night, and to beat people?

"Go to die!"

Zhang Zhun is gone!

Take action!

Counterattack!

All destroyed!

The consequences of this counterattack were extraordinary. When he really started, the gangsters found by these developers were not the opponent of him, a retired Marine Corps officer? In anger, he killed three, seriously injured four, five slightly injured, and none of them escaped. All of them were thrown out of the door by him. Seeing all this, the neighbors clapped their hands.

Zhang Zhun believed that he was self-defense and should not bear any responsibility. Therefore, when a large number of armed police officers came to the scene with live ammunition, he did not resist. He believed that justice was in the hearts of the people. However, the developer's background was too strong and had enough power to control the trial results. In order to kill the chicken to warn the monkey, the developer must put Zhang Zhun to death.

In the end, Zhang Zhun was sentenced to death for both intentional homicide and intentional injury.

After the difficult appeal process was over, the original sentence was finally upheld: the death penalty!

What's even more terrible is that during his detention, the old father was angry and angry, had a heart attack, and could not catch up in one breath, and he passed away! Poor Zhang Zhun, who was detained in the detention center, did not even see his father's last side! The father and son defended the house for several months, and were eventually razed to the ground by bulldozers! The developer achieved a complete victory!

However, just as the developer was celebrating his achievements with great pride, Zhang Zhun escaped from prison.

That night, lightning and thunder were heard, and the wind and rain were mixed.

kill!

Blood splattered everywhere!

I will pay back everything I owe me!

Use your lives to bury my father!

However, no matter how many people are killed, how can the old father be saved? How can the situation of separation between wives and children be saved?

Facing the black muzzle, Zhang Zhun chose to charge!

"Bang bang bang!"

The gunshots seem to be a blowout!

"I'm not convinced!"

This is Zhang Zhun's last roar left in this world!

...

In the boundless darkness, I suddenly saw a trace of light.

At the end of the light, it suddenly became clear.

Zhang Zhun woke up.

It felt like it was inside the house. The faint light came in from outside, making the scenery in the house a little dim. I lay on the couch on my back. When I opened my eyes, I saw the beams on the top of my head, thick logs, and ribs on both sides, without even dust. The dense traces of insects can be clearly seen on the wood, and white powder is surrounded by vaguely, and the sound of worms squeaking and squeaking wood.

He felt that he had changed his own person, and there was another person's vague memory in his mind...Aoshanwei...Fushankou...Military House...vaguely, he felt that he was occupying someone else's body. The name of this person was also called Zhang Zhun, and the name was Yulin. However, everyone called him nickname Erlangzi.

"Erlen, can you speak? You speak, you speak."

Someone shouted anxiously in Zhang Zhun's ear.

"……Who are you?"

Zhang Zhun asked vaguely.

Erlangzi's memory seemed very vague. He didn't even know what the person around him was named, but he felt quite friendly. There were many afterimages of this person in the broken memory. However, if you want to remember it carefully, you can't remember it.

I opened my eyes and looked at the other person. It turned out to be a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old. He looked a little malnourished, thin and small, with thin eyes. I don’t know if he was born with small eyes or was used to squinting his eyes. It was really not easy to see his eyes clearly.

"I am mouse! I am mouse!"

Zhang Zhun vaguely felt that this name was very familiar.

No wonder his eyes are so small, it turns out that his nickname is mouse.

“Where is this?”

"Your home!"

"oh."

Zhang Zhun replied in a daze, thinking, "My home? Does my home still exist?"

The old house has been forcibly demolished. Even the new home formed by him and his wife no longer exists. Since he entered the guardhouse, his wife and daughter have been often intimidated by some unknown people. Some people even poured blood on his door, or threw killed animals in the aisle of his door and door, or even deliberately smashed the doors and windows of their house with stones in the middle of the night. The safety of the family cannot be guaranteed. The three-year-old daughter was even scared and trembled and her heart was greatly traumatized.

The wife called the police for help, and the police came to see her several times, but there was no conclusion. Because she wanted to raise money to ask a lawyer to defend Zhang Zhun and also handle the funeral for her father, the wife had no choice but to sell the house at a low price and find another place to rent a house. However, the matter was not over. Under the threat of some unknown persons, the wife was forced to leave her original unit and her daughter was forced to transfer to the school. The mother and daughter eventually left the province and went to the father-in-law's house in another province. If it weren't for the strong support of the father-in-law's family, the mother and daughter might have been wandering on the streets.

His home disappeared from then on.

In the original world, there is no more inch of land belonging to Zhang Zhun.

This is probably Erlangzi's home, right?

Zhang Zhun slowly turned his head and looked around.

In the ancient thatched hut, the dust applied on the walls has fallen off. The thatch on the roof has obvious black marks caused by long-term water leakage. No furniture can be seen, but it is really a wall of the house. The wind keeps blowing, squirting in through the gaps as thick as your arms, which is chilly and a bit cool.

Looking down at the clothes I was wearing, it was actually cotton jackets and cotton pants. Although the surface was black and torn, the cotton wool inside was turned out, and it was also black and torn, it was undoubtedly a cotton jacket. Strangely, when I was taken to the execution ground, it was obviously August, and it was very hot, so why did I need to wear cotton jackets and cotton pants?

"What month is it today?" Zhang Zhun realized something was wrong and asked slowly.

"Today is the sixteenth day of the first lunar month of the seventh year of Chongzhen! Erleng, you won't be really beaten to death, right?" Mouse looked quite nervous, subconsciously reached out to touch his head, but immediately felt something and retracted his hand.

Zhang Zhun felt that his movements were so strange. Why did his hand retract halfway? Is there something wrong with his head? He reached out and touched his forehead, but inadvertently he touched his head, as if there were solidified blood scars. In the afterimage of memory, it seemed that a person could still be seen retracting the stick in his hand. The stick of this person fell on his forehead just now.

So, there is blood.

"I have blood on my forehead..." Zhang Zhun asked in surprise.

"It was Yang Kun who beat him." The mouse said fiercely.

"Who is Yang Kun?" Zhang Zhun was confused.

"The subordinate of King Yama!" said mouse worriedly, as if he felt that Zhang Zhun was a little abnormal.

"Who is King Yama?" Zhang Zhun was confused again.

"It's the Qianhu Wang Shixin in front of our Fushan Mountain! Erlen, you really can't remember anything, right?" Mouse was really a little anxious. His face was getting worse and worse, and his eyes opened with difficulty.

In the seventh year of Chongzhen...

Fushan front...

Thousands of households...

Zhang Zhun still had some knowledge of the history of the late Ming Dynasty. As a fighting instructor in the martial arts school, Zhang Zhun's work was actually quite relaxed. If he had time, Zhang Zhun would go to the school library to read books and increase his knowledge. For a while, he finished reading Yao Xueying's "Li Zicheng" and was quite interested, so he found some relevant information to confirm it. Later, he read some time travel novels from the late Ming Dynasty online, and of course he was familiar with the Chongzhen era name.

Chongzhen, that was the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty!

At this time, Zhang Zhun couldn't help but be a little stunned.

Could it be that I am actually in the Ming Dynasty?

Day, this is something that is hard to come by!
To be continued...