What makes Wang Ye feel strange is that logically speaking, after the death of the leader of the Tian group, shouldn't the atmosphere in Beijing be filled with sadness?
Why does everything look normal?
Zhang Ziliang blocked the news? It shouldn't be.
According to this old Yinbi's idea, it should be publicized widely, so as to stimulate the morale of the human race!
For those who were desperate, Zhang Ziliang didn't care about them at all. Even if Li Xinghe didn't die, they should be desperate and just as desperate.
At this time, Li Xinghe's conference room.
…
Looking at the waning old man in front of him, who was breathing like a broken box, Zhang Ziliang cursed loudly!
"Shameless!"
"Old Yinbi!"
"Old bastard! "
"Isn't it the last time you can take action? Aren't you going to die?"
"You've been hiding since you were a child, and how long have you been, and you're still hiding!"
"If I knew you had this strength, wouldn't I have made a more complete plan?"
Zhang Ziliang was frothing and his fingers were about to poke Li Xinghe's face.
Li Xinghe gave a perfunctory hum and coughed: "This time is really the last time."
"One more strike and I will die."
Li Xinghe's voice was full of weakness, and his eyelids were a little unable to open. He only said a few words and took two hard breaths.
It was as if this had taken all his strength.
"Pretend, and pretend with me!?"
"Damn it, I should have known I would have made the plan bigger!"
Zhang Ziliang's voice was full of annoyance: "I've never caught the fox in heaven by its tail. They've been hiding in the dark. It's so uncomfortable!"
"Haha, in the new plan, do you really kill me?"
"Are you the team leader for the day?"
"Old man, I still want to live for two more years, otherwise the Tianzhu will not be able to stop you."
Li Xinghe glanced at him lightly, still sitting in his rocking chair, and said with a half-smile, but he was a little more energetic than before.
"Hey, now you call yourself an old man? Where was the high-spirited energy before?"
“I’m just a child, too??”
"Is it disgusting?"
"When you go out, isn't the wind rustling and the water is cold? Aren't you ready to self-destruct at any time?"
"Thankfully I really believed your evil deeds!"
"I really want to hit you with a sword and let us both die together!"
"Damn, you're younger than me, more tender than me!"
The more Zhang Ziliang talked, the angrier he became. He rolled up his sleeves, revealing the simulated robotic arm, which looked ready to take action at any time.
Li Xinghe suddenly sighed, glanced at Zhang Ziliang and asked, "Is it interesting?"
Zhang Ziliang stiffened, his expression became gloomy, he sat on a chair, lit a cigarette, and smiled bitterly: "It's quite boring. I suddenly feel envious of those guys. They left so decisively..."
"Just leave us two old guys here, tell me...why do they trust us so much?"
"Aren't you afraid that we can't handle it anymore and just let it go?"
Li Xinghe slowly sat up from the rocking chair, straightened his back, and said with a strong bookish air: "We have to hold on even if we can't hold on. One day we won't be able to hold on anymore, what will the human race do?"
"What shame do we have, going to see the teacher?"
"If you can really self-destruct, who would want to live like this for nothing and be annoying to others?"
"Sometimes living is the most painful thing compared to death."
As he spoke, Li Xinghe's shriveled skin slowly cracked, and streams of blood flowed out of it.
Taking a deep breath, an ancient book emerged from his body and landed on top of his head, continuously overflowing energy to repair his body.
After a while...
Li Xinghe's painful expression gradually improved, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and the book returned to his body.
Zhang Ziliang watched this scene and fell silent. He inserted the cigarette butt into the ashtray vigorously. He looked a little irritated. After a long time, he regained his cold face and stood up.
"With your injury, sometimes I really can't tell how much is real and how fake it is."
"When I was about to die, I suddenly came back to life."
"But I'm more afraid that when you were living well, you suddenly died."
"For the sake of humanity, try to survive."
"Even if thousands of arrows pierce our hearts and we are in agony, even if we are in a sea of fire and burned by flames, as long as we live, there will be hope for the human race."
"Until... someone appears who can take over our class."
After saying that, Zhang Ziliang calmed down completely. With that cold face that annoyed countless people in Tianzhu, he opened the door and walked out.
After Zhang Ziliang left, Li Xinghe sighed.
"Old Zhang, what you think is too simple."
"Our enemies are not just ghosts."
With that said, he stood up from the rocking chair, silently walked to the window, raised his head, and looked at the sky: "Heaven, hell... there are too many, let me carry these."
"Just concentrate on dealing with ghosts and you'll be fine."
The sky shrouded in thick fog blocked half of the sunlight, making it look gray and extremely depressing.
…
Back in the office, Yang Chen was waiting in front of the door. After seeing Zhang Ziliang, he came up to him.
"Wang Ye is back."
Zhang Ziliang paused, his eyes bright: "My boss Wang is back? Please arrange a car and pick him up!"
"Don't let this guy get away!"
As he spoke, Zhang Ziliang rubbed his hands, his eyes full of expectation.
Yang Chen had obviously guessed Zhang Ziliang's virtue a long time ago, and curled his lips: "I have already ordered him to go downstairs. He is probably downstairs in Tianzhu now."
"good!"
"Well done!"
Zhang Ziliang seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly returned to the office, took off his new clothes, put on a tattered, whitened suit in the dressing room, and looked in the mirror.
"It doesn't look miserable."
Zhang Ziliang asked while taking the photo.
Yang Chen's face was dark: "My hair is not that interesting, it's too neat."
"That makes sense!"
Zhang Ziliang did his best and scratched his hair, which looked messy. Then he rubbed his eyes vigorously, which were covered with bloodshot eyes.
It looked like he hadn't slept for three days and three nights, and then he stood at the door, waiting silently.
Yang Chen complained and fled quickly. Obviously he was not prepared to lose this person with Zhang Ziliang. Moreover, the leader was wearing tatters. The clothes on his secretary were obviously not suitable for the environment.
After a while, Wang Ye's figure appeared from the elevator.
