Liu Ze's death not only failed to reveal the man's strength, but even caused depression, timidity, and fear in his own side. Facing death, and death without any action, the troops composed of these young people finally became afraid.
"What's going on? Why can't it be cut? It was a hit, but it missed. What kind of power is this?"
Behind the team, more than ten people stood around the three men.
Surrounded among them was a tall, burly man with his hair standing on end, about two meters tall, holding his knees with both hands. He looked through the gaps between the shoulders of the crowd at the strange man approaching the other side step by step. He asked questions, but his body
The pressure is getting lower and lower.
The advantage of a tall man is that he can see far and look down on others, but in the face of unknown dangers and the consequences that may lead to death, he also bent down, fearing that the tall man he was proud of would become the target of the other party.
Didn't you see that the person just picked a taller guy who was a few centimeters shorter than him? He couldn't help but maliciously wonder if that person was jealous of someone with longer legs than him, so he only picked on taller people to ridicule him.
"Guo Qing, send someone else to try?" The young man surrounded among the three was playing with a throwing knife in his hand, his sword eyebrows raised, and his sharp single eyelids showing murderous intent.
"No. We can't mess around anymore. Grandpa told us not to help, but don't make trouble." The tall man Chen Guoqing lowered his head and said in annoyance: "Damn, what a fool! What on earth is Aunt Xu planning?
Are you really planning to bring this kind of person to the table? Even though he is her son, he can't be so unreasonable."
"Who knows?" the young man playing the throwing knife said rather sourly. "Hey, if you are careless, you will definitely be scolded by grandpa when you go back. That guy Liu Ze didn't hold back, he tried his best in the first blow,
I am used to having smooth sailing, and I really think I am the King of Heaven..."
"Liu Kedi, your words are going to chill the hearts of your men." Someone on the side stared silently at the man who was walking forward in the distance, forcing the crowd to shrink back involuntarily. When they heard the second son of the Liu family
Weiwei said disdainfully.
"Okay, Qin Luo, go back and tell your master, don't raise a barking dog, it's annoying!" Liu Keni pinched the tip of the knife with his slender thumb and index finger, and curled his lips and said dissatisfied.
Qin Luo smiled slightly and did not deny it, as if it was such an honor to be called the master's dog.
"What should we do now?" Liu Kedi once again played with the flying knife. The flying knife kept spinning above his palm. He turned his head and looked at Chen Guoqing, obviously knowing that Qin Luo's pride would not bring him any help.
"Let's go. Let that girl from the Wang family take responsibility. The water seems a bit muddled. Let's make some plans when we get back." Chen Guoqing looked back at the silent subordinates behind him for a few times, then looked back at the front, squatting down and rubbing his face.
, pretending to be relaxed to cover up a subtle fear in his heart.
"Bad luck. This relationship has been established. If we meet again in the future..." Liu Keni said, Qin Luo sneered and poured cold water on him: "If we meet him again, there's nothing we can do about him, right? Miss Xu's son
, Tsk tsk, this is also a big guy."
"Hmph!" Liu Keni glared at Qin Luo, but lost interest in retorting. He patted Chen Guoqing on the shoulder and left with a dozen people.
Qin Luo stood alone at the back of the team, looking at Liu Keni and others walking away with a trace of contempt, turned on his mobile phone and made a call.
"How's it going?" A slightly low and serious voice came from the other end of the phone.
This is the young master's style. He is meticulous and leads by example. Qin Luo smiled and said: "The result is very unexpected. It's not a good mistake. If I just rely on the facts in front of me, I conclude that I am invincible."
"..." The breath on the other side was stagnant, and then someone answered the phone, "The evaluation is so high? Lao Luo, are you right? Aunt Xu has such an awesome son?"
"I don't know. I can't kill him anyway, and I don't know what the superpower is. Let's go back and check again. Haha, why, Master Hu is also interested in this person?"
"Haha, you kid is teasing me. You talk nicely and your tone is so ambiguous. If someone eavesdropped, they would think I was a piece of glass!" The other party made a harmless joke, then calmed down and said, "Then give him a little
A gift, it may come in handy later."
"The eldest young master really makes the best use of everything." Qin Luo flattered him and asked thoughtfully: "This little girl Wang Luochen brought three hundred people, the Chen family and the Liu family left more than ten or twenty, and the Xia family and
The three young masters and ladies of the He family defected to the enemy with more than a dozen people, and the rest are more or less related to Wang Luochen. But she didn't call the fifteen doctors. How about I call them and treat them as a small gift?
"
"Watch your words and surrender to the enemy? Please, we are all one family."
"Yes, yes, the eldest young master is a discerning person. I am trying my best to improve my young master's image in your mind." Qin Luo said with a playful smile.
"Okay, do whatever you want, just don't make trouble. Oh, Qin Yitong asked you to stay and help, maybe you can use the waste. Haha, Lao Luo, I'm not saying you're a waste, I'm just passing the microphone
That’s all.”
"I know, the young master has that tone. Young Master Hu, don't tell him, I always feel like I owe him millions by staying with the young master."
"Qin Luo!"
"Ah, hey, Master, I'll hang up first!" Qin Luo hung up the phone first with a playful smile, a smile on his lips.
Qin Yitong...that's the only one from the Hu family who dares to call that...
These are the children of a wealthy family. They are either grand or heroic, and even their small actions are so frank and admirable. Liu Kedi? If the Liu family has such a small-minded son, it will be over sooner or later!
Qin Luo looked forward with a smile and dialed the phone again.
"What are you afraid of?" Zhang Deshuai took another step forward, and the entire team in front of him took a step back. One person was facing hundreds of people, but he was like an invincible swordsman, holding the sword in his hand and defeating all others.
The tall man was complaining in his heart. What is this? I'm just here to pick up girls. Is it necessary to target me like this?
"What are you afraid of?" Zhang Deshuai continued to take a step forward and scanned the crowd. "Tu Cun? Why did no one object when he said it, and some others agreed. I don't know if there was any objection, but no one refuted him, so I took it as such.
You have stood in line."
Everyone trembled immediately, especially the tall man. In addition to being cared for by Zhang Deshuai, he felt that there were countless pairs of eyes from all directions that wanted to stare him to death.
"It's a matter of human life. You are soldiers. Instead of trying to protect the people, you actually want to massacre the village?" Zhang Deshuai sneered, pointing his sword at the tall man, "What are you running from? What are you running from? Do you dare to take responsibility? Why?
Are you responsible for your own words?”
"I..." The tall man wanted to say something else with an inward look, but he was caught off guard and was pushed out, and a sharp and frightened cry came out of his mouth.
Every wrongdoer has his own debtor. Looking at this situation, his teammates also regarded him as the target of public criticism. Seeing that he was separated from the crowd and helpless, the tall man looked angrily at the few people beside him where he was originally standing, and his eyes
It was full of disappointment, anger and regret.
Forced into a desperate situation by his comrades who could be trusted to support him, the tall man's heart surged with ferocity. He quickly pulled out the pistol from his waist, looked at Zhang Deshuai, and cursed loudly: "**..." He didn't finish his words.
, the gun in his hand fell to the road with a clatter. He pressed his abdomen with one hand, staring wide-eyed at the blood-red and cold eyes so close to him, but no sound came out of his throat.
"Unrepentant -" Zhang Deshuai slowly drew out his sword, and blood flowed along the sword to the ground. He pushed the tall man's body to the ground with an indifferent expression, and looked at the person who was suspected of pushing the tall man out.
Several people said, "Who is it who stands up? Who cost him his life?"
Madman! This is really a madman! You want to avenge the other person after killing him? Please, it was you who killed him, okay?
Everyone thought that introducing a scapegoat would quell Zhang Deshuai's anger, but they didn't expect that he seemed determined to quarrel with his side.
There was inevitably a commotion among the crowd. Some wanted to escape, and some wanted to burn the boat. However, Zhang Deshuai was calm and indifferent, standing proudly and invincibly like a murderer. It was really hard for people to think about taking the lead.
Su Yuanyuan's brows knitted tightly.
Zhang Deshuai's condition seemed very abnormal. In other words, it was contrary to what she hoped.
It was still too fast! She couldn't imagine why Zhang Deshuai became so cold-blooded. Panic, fear, and helplessness... all the weak characters disappeared. He became so powerful and powerful, domineering yet stubborn, but why?
There will be a trace of sadness and pain in my heart.
It was me who led him down this path...it was me...
Su Yuanyuan felt guilty and wanted to cry. Her heart was clogged, but she felt that she was not qualified to stop him from venting his inner dissatisfaction.
He should have graduated smoothly, maybe he was admitted to a not-so-good school, maybe his life was monotonous and boring, but he would never have been exposed to such a scene.
Moreover, now he is not just in contact, he is holding the sword in his hand and using blood and death to prove his growth.
In Su Yuanyuan's view, this was more like a satire. His own incompetence and weakness could not change Wen Hezhu's transformation of his ideas. If he had been faster, less stubborn, and communicated with him properly, he might have
That won't be the case. Maybe it's not the right time to kill, but it can be done later, right?
Will you come back? Deshuai, your unhappiness makes me so sad...
Holding her chest, Su Yuanyuan wanted to hold back, but she couldn't hold back and couldn't help but shed tears.
Machiavellian tactics, conspiracy, moles... We don't want them all. I just want you to be happy. Deshuai, I was wrong, I was really wrong. I shouldn't have let you carry so much alone. It's too heavy.
No, you are just a child... I'm sorry...
"De..." Zhang Weijun was really shocked. Seeing Zhang Deshuai stabbing someone cleanly with his sword, he felt a creepy feeling in his heart.
Numb, murderous, expressionless, he seems to have lost his mind, but there is still logic. What is he doing? Does he want to teach everyone he can't stand?
But as soon as Zhang Weijun left his mouth, he was stopped by Zhang Lulu.
"Let Deshuai do it by himself, let him do it by himself." Zhang Lulu let go of Wang Luochen, walked to Xia Zejing, looked at Zhang Deshuai calmly, and asked: "Is this okay?"
How old is this person? How many years younger than me? Why does it feel like my mother supports everything my father does? Isn't she too mature?
"I don't know..." Xia Zejing came back to her senses and smiled bitterly. With such a killing god, no one can break the defense now, right?
What's more, there are already disciplines in the army, and abandoning Pao Ze is at least a death sentence. Although Zhang Deshuai is an outsider, anyone who punishes the Lion of China without authorization will be held accountable, but with Aunt Xu here, Xia Zejing feels that this is not a problem.
But maybe Aunt Xu didn't expect such a thing to happen, right? This man really has the potential to be a tyrant!
"Answer me!" Zhang Deshuai yelled, but no one answered. He took a deep breath, took a step forward, raised his sword and ran at full speed, shouting: "Since no one speaks, then you will shield the prisoner and kill your comrades.