Seeing the pained expression on Zhang Ziliang's face, Wang Ye suddenly felt relieved for some reason.
Even if this guy can scheme against anyone.
Even if there is a day of peace and prosperity, he will definitely leave a backup plan to defend himself.
Even if...
He is too inhumane and even cold-blooded.
but...
He really didn't have a moment, just that moment, for himself...
Wang Ye even saw that he collected all the boxes of cigars he gave him, sold them on the black market, exchanged them for a lot of supplies, and finally gave all these supplies in batches to those who died because of him. In the hands of the families of the 'cannon fodder'...
Moreover, he kept two sticks specially for him to smoke when he left. Every time he left, he would quickly extinguish them.
So much so that the cigarettes he usually smokes now were not considered good before Yong Ye...
perhaps...
This is Zhang Ziliang.
If it weren't for these various factors, I'm afraid Wang Ye wouldn't really let Zhang Ziliang cheat him out of one thing after another.
"As promised, these gifts are given to me!"
Zhang Ziliang stood warily in front of the pile of fireworks, looked at Wang Ye, and said tentatively.
...
"good."
Wang Ye did not bargain as usual, but nodded lightly.
This made Zhang Ziliang feel strange.
"You're not out of your mind, are you?"
"It shouldn't be!"
"Did you find something good again? You want to use these fireworks to block my mouth!"
Seemingly thinking of something, Zhang Ziliang asked very quickly!
Wang Ye couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "I think too much, these... can be considered my New Year's gift to you."
"Wocao!"
"It turns out there are still New Year gifts!"
"What a loss, what a loss!"
Zhang Ziliang was instantly confused in the wind: "No, these things cannot be counted!"
"Give me more!"
"I see you just took out so many bags."
Zhang Ziliang was not discouraged and started the stalking mode again. At this time, he wished that he was a big-breasted girl so that he could use his beauty trick.
...
Finally, after ten minutes of hard work, Wang Ye finally sorted out the pile of rags picked up from Yaochi and the supernatural items he could no longer use, and handed them over to Zhang Ziliang's hands.
"Thank you Boss Wang for the reward!"
Zhang Ziliang put away the bags with a smile on his face, and then spoke.
Then, he put away the numerous fireworks one by one. When it came to the last one, he paused, turned around and looked at Wang Ye: "These fireworks... will not be modified."
“This time next year, we’ll still be here.”
"Click him..."
Wang Ye nodded: "Okay."
"Happy New Year."
"Happy New Year."
The two looked at each other on the city wall and expressed their hard-won blessings to each other.
"I'll go back to the underworld first."
"I'm not worried about Liang Zhishui being alone."
Looking at the warm Jiangning City at his feet with some nostalgia, Wang Ye said, and then disappeared into the night.
Zhang Ziliang lit a cigarette, leaned against the city wall, and smiled bitterly.
Soon, he coughed violently, his face distorted as if from pain, his body was covered in sweat, and his clothes were almost soaked through.
Veins popped out on his forehead. Zhang Ziliang clenched his fists hard, still holding the cigarette in his mouth.
Half an hour passed...
Zhang Ziliang finally recovered and kept breathing heavily.
A wisp of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth. He wiped it nonchalantly, threw away the long-burned cigarette butt with some regret, lit another one, and took a strong puff, with a look of enjoyment on his face. .
"You have indeed mastered the art of raising a sword..."
In the dark night, Zhao Hai's figure appeared on the city wall at some point, looking at Zhang Ziliang and said lightly.
Zhang Ziliang smiled: "I've thought too much, I'm on my period."
...
Zhao Hai was choked and looked at Zhang Ziliang strangely.
then...
Suddenly, black energy surged around Zhang Ziliang, and Yang Chen suddenly appeared and stood in front of Zhang Ziliang, looking at Zhao Hai with slightly empty eyes.
Yang Chen came silently, as if he had been there all along.
"Are you afraid that I will kill you?"
Zhao Hai stopped and was a little confused.
Zhang Ziliang shook his head: "I'm afraid I can't help but kill you."
"Why bother?"
"We're all the same kind of people."
"Everyone knows what the other person is thinking."
"Even if there is a day when we do it, at least not now."
"It's like, if I want to kill you, you are already a dead person, and even the person next to you can't stop me."
Zhao Hai said seriously, without any intention of joking.
Zhang Ziliang obviously disagreed: "Actually, I have been thinking whether your existence will bring more benefits or more harms to the current Tianzhu."
"But the chips you threw happened to be stuck at the middle point, making it difficult for me to make a choice."
Zhao Hai casually found a place to sit down: "So?"
"So, it's hard for me to decide."
"This has even affected my judgment of other plans."
"Why don't you let this city wall become your tomb, so I don't have to worry."
Zhang Ziliang said this very seriously, and the black fog around Yang Chen gradually increased, completely covering the city wall.
seem...
Will take action at any time.
"What I'm best at is sensing people's hearts."
"I don't feel your murderous intent."
"So, if I'm not mistaken, you probably just want me to get some more chips out."
"Next time, tell me if you have something to say. Time is precious."
In the black fog, Zhao Hai's plain voice came.
Zhang Ziliang waved his hand with a bored expression, and Yang Chen slowly dispersed the black mist.
"It's so boring to deal with people like you."
"Boss Wang is still good at talking."
“It’s also exciting to perform.”
Zhang Ziliang was obviously dissatisfied.
Zhao Hai was noncommittal and said nothing.
As if he suddenly remembered something, Zhang Ziliang suddenly asked: "By the way, didn't you just experience the New Year?"
"how?"
Zhao Hai thought about it carefully and then said: "It has a warm feeling and is very comfortable, but it is not suitable for people like me."
Zhang Ziliang nodded: "That's right. For a cautious guy like you, the sudden warmth and kindness will be considered by you with the most insidious heart, whether it is a trap."
“It’s hard when you can’t figure out where the trap is.”
Zhao Hai gave Zhang Ziliang a strange look and said with admiration: "You understand very well. Just say that we are the same kind of people."
"No."
"You are a cunning villain."
"I am a noble and pure handsome boy."
"We are... very different."
With that said, Zhang Ziliang glanced at Zhao Hai with disdain.
