As soon as this statement came out.
The expressions of several people in the venue were not very good.
Zhang Zhong buried his head between his legs, his body trembling uncontrollably.
Fu Laoliu's eyes widened, he grabbed Wang Fang's collar and shouted, "What did you say? Say it again?"
"Lao Cao is dead? How is that possible?"
"He is a master of lightness, who can match him?"
"If he wants to leave, who can keep him?"
Wang Fang pursed her lips tightly and was speechless.
And Young Master Qi's expression was also not good-looking.
It's just that he can still maintain some composure thanks to years of cultivating his character.
He took a deep breath and said softly: "Tell the truth about what happened outside just now."
Just as Wang Fang was about to speak, Zhang Zhong stopped him.
"never mind."
"Let me tell you."
"I am the person involved in this matter, and no one knows it better than me."
Zhang Zhong shook his head and smiled bitterly, and then told the truth about what happened outside just now.
And for him, this is almost like whipping a corpse.
This kind of thing can only be understood by those who have experienced it personally.
Seeing one's brother or one's best friend die before one's eyes is almost like having one's heart torn apart.
"Lao Cao is a powerful person."
"He is a master of Qinggong, unmatched by anyone in the world."
"If he wants to leave, no one in the world can keep him."
"He did it to save me. He did it to save me from dying in the enemy's hands, so..."
At the end of the day, Zhang Zhong was a little speechless.
At this moment, his face had turned stone gray, and he was obviously desperate.
And listen to his story.
Fu Laoliu clenched his fists tightly, his eyes bloodshot.
"Damn it."
"These bastards!"
"I must kill them alive today!"
As he spoke, Fu Laoliu was about to step out and fight for the assassins.
Seeing that he was about to leave, Wang Fang grabbed his arm.
"Old rich, don't be impulsive."
"The brothers haven't come here yet, and Lao Cao is gone."
"Now the three of us are the only ones in Mobei who can protect our young master."
Wang Fang offered words of comfort: "If something happens to you again, then our mission will be considered a complete failure..."
"Get your mother's balls!"
Fu Laoliu threw away Wang Fang's hand: "My brothers are dead, how can I care about such a bullshit mission?"
"Lao Cao saved my life."
"Today, no matter what I say, I have to avenge Lao Cao!"
After saying this, Fu Laoliu paced and continued to walk out.
Wang Fang held his arm tightly.
"Old rich."
"This matter is the responsibility of His Highness."
"If we fail to complete the task, we will all be embarrassed together."
"Besides, if you don't obey His Highness's orders, don't you even recognize the young master?"
"Now that there are assassins outside, do you plan to let the young master die in the Northern Desert too?"
Wang Fang Xiaozhi persuaded him with reason.
But Fu Laoliu wouldn't listen at all.
At this moment, he was obviously blinded by hatred.
And you can't blame him for being impulsive.
After all, the relationship between them is so deep.
His brother was dead, and no one could remain calm or restrained.
"Get out of my way!"
Fu Laoliu yelled at Wang Fang: "Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
And just when Wang Fang still wanted to say something.
Young Master Qi, who had been silent until now, suddenly moved towards the two of them.
That was when the two were still entangled with each other.
Young Master Qi waved his hand and slapped Fu Laoliu on the face.
Fu Laoliu was stunned by this slap.
He looked at Young Master Qi blankly and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Young Master Qi stretched out his hand and pulled Fu Laoliu's collar.
His eyes became particularly fierce at this moment.
"If you want to die, I don't care, and I can't control you either."
"But you surnamed Fu, please listen to me."
"The reason why I brought you to seek refuge with His Highness the Crown Prince in the first place."
"That's because I think you still have hope, and I think you are qualified for this position."
Young Master Qi stared at Fu Laoliu and said, "I think you have the heart to sacrifice yourself and save your brothers."
"What's wrong now?"
"Can't you stand just this little thing?"
Young Master Qi looked gloomy and said, "What about the future?"
Fu Laoliu lowered his head and stopped talking.
"I tell you."
"This is just the beginning."
"As long as we do these things there will inevitably be casualties among our brothers."
"Today it's Lao Cao, tomorrow it might be you, and the day after tomorrow it might be me."
"What we can do is make our sacrifice valuable so that more brothers can enjoy peace and live without worries about food and clothing for the rest of their lives."
After saying this.
Young Master Qi simply let go of Fu Laoliu.
The venue suddenly became quiet.
Fu Laoliu stopped struggling, and Wang Fang stopped talking.
Only Zhang Zhong was left on the ground, sighing from time to time.
The young master took a deep breath and said, "You want to take revenge, I won't stop you."
"But I hope that your sacrifice will be worth something."
"At least he died on the way to the charge. At least he had to bring that bitch's head back to me before he died."
"Only in this way can we be worthy of our journey, the old road, and..."
Young Master Qi suddenly paused when he said this.
An imperceptible dimness flashed across his eyes.
Young Master Qi slowly lowered his head and said: "I am worthy of the dead Lao Cao..."
