Looking at Liang Zhishui's passionate little face, even Wang Ye didn't know what to say for a moment.
At that time I...
Is the brainwashing really too harsh?
As for Lu Wu, Zhang Ziliang has not let him back until now, but Zhang Ziliang still made peace with himself and guaranteed something...
Even if the Tian group is gone, Lu Wu will not die.
Put it this way...
There should be no one left to worry about at the gate of hell.
Even Zhang Ziliang left yesterday.
Wang Ye took another serious look at the majestic city behind him, which disappeared into the wasteland.
In the next time...
He won't show up anymore.
but...
Wang Ye finally changed some of Zhang Ziliang's plans and escaped...he did escape.
Just not hiding.
In the next ten days, I will be like an assassin in the shadows, appearing in every corner of the wasteland to hunt down all the beings I have defeated.
In a battle of this level, in a head-on battle, oneself really has no effect.
but...
Carry out sneak attacks and carry out sabotage in the rear...
Wang Ye considers himself to be experienced.
This was also an idea brought to him by the tasks released by the post office.
As the old saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest.
Who said...
You can't hide in someone else's base camp.
I just don't know whether my sword...has aged or whether it can still exert its previous effect.
…
Just after Wang Ye disappeared completely.
On the wall of the Ghost Gate, Zhang Ziliang's figure appeared.
At this time, Zhang Ziliang no longer even had the strength to move, his face was very pale, and even his lips had lost the blood. He was just sitting in a wheelchair with his eyelids drooping, as if he was about to fall asleep at any moment.
Zhao Hai stood behind Zhang Ziliang and pushed his wheelchair for him.
"Why didn't you tell him?"
Looking at the direction in which Wang Ye disappeared, Zhao Hai asked with some confusion.
He is proficient in war, layout, and intrigue.
But I really don’t understand this kind of human nature.
Zhang Ziliang forced a smile: "I still owe him money. If he knew that I was going to die, wouldn't he be so angry..."
"oh."
Zhao Hai nodded, actually believing Zhang Ziliang's lies.
"What are you going to do next? There are only two days left before Everlasting Night."
Zhao Hai asked.
Zhang Ziliang tilted his head and thought for a while: "Go to Beijing."
"Going to Beijing?"
"As expected, you didn't place the real decisive battle at the gate of hell."
Zhao Hai looked as if this was indeed the case and was not surprised at all.
Zhang Ziliang fumbled around in his arms for a long time with trembling hands. Finally, Zhao Hai took out a box of cigarettes from his body and handed it to Zhang Ziliang: "Good smoke, smoke it. I sold my storage bag on the black market. I'll take it." your."
"Thanks."
Zhang Ziliang lit it and took a puff of enjoyment: "The taste of good cigarettes is indeed different."
"Whether it's heaven or Lingshan, when they return, they will sweep across all directions with lightning speed!"
"So the first wave of attacks is the most difficult."
"Although they can't let go of things like dignity because of their high positions, they still won't take it too seriously when facing death."
"If I'm not wrong, their large army will come to destroy Guimen Pass by then."
"As for the top elites... they will definitely go to Beijing."
"Directly kill the Tian group's lair."
"There is nothing more deterrent than beheading."
Zhang Ziliang spoke very slowly, very slowly, as if he wasted a lot of energy on every word he said. When he finished speaking, the cigarette in his hand had burned to the end.
He lifted up the cigarette with some distress and took a long puff until the cotton was burned, and then threw away the cigarette butt with regret.
"If you want to smoke, I still have some here."
"I exchanged three for you on the black market."
Zhao Hai glanced at Zhang Ziliang expressionlessly and said.
Zhang Ziliang smiled: "I know."
"I started the black market."
"I also asked someone to collect your storage bag. Three cartons of cigarettes can be exchanged for a storage bag. What a bargain."
...
Zhao Hai stiffened for a moment, but quickly regained his composure, trying to maintain his demeanor: "I suddenly want to push you off the city wall."
"You will not."
Zhang Ziliang shook his head firmly: "Actually, there is no defensive force around me now."
"If you want to kill me, all it takes is a thought."
"Push?"
Zhang Ziliang turned his head with some effort, looked at Zhao Hai seriously, and then said: "Give me another cigarette."
Zhao Hai took out a cigarette, handed it to Zhang Ziliang's mouth, and lit it.
"never mind."
"Let's die together when the time comes."
"I have company on the road."
Zhang Ziliang closed his eyes in enjoyment, with a bit of pride on his face, like a child: "The former Taibai Venus in heaven is helping me, this feels...comfortable."
"It's better to push it down."
"I feel like I won't be alone when I die."
Zhao Hai said suddenly, and then pushed Zhang Ziliang towards the edge of the city wall.
Zhang Ziliang opened his eyes fiercely and said with a smile: "I was joking."
"Oh, I was joking too."
"The journey to Beijing is still a bit long. With your current physical condition, it will only take two days. Time is already very tight."
"I really can't figure out why I insist on waiting for Wang Ye to leave before leaving."
Zhao Hai was like an elderly resentful woman, muttering incessantly as she pushed Zhang Ziliang down the tower and left through the gate on the other side.
"Speaking of which...you are the only one traveling through the wasteland. Can you protect me?"
Zhang Ziliang asked weakly, his face clearly showing that he was not at ease.
Zhao Hai sneered: "Oh, my talent is ruined, but it's not that my level has dropped. Even now, I can still be evenly matched with Wang Ye."
"You think too highly of yourself."
"Wang Ye will beat you up."
Zhang Ziliang replied.
"fart!"
"Besides disgusting people with his stench, what else can he do!"
Zhao Hai's ancient and calm face showed a rare emotion.
Zhang Ziliang: "But he did manage to disgust you."
Zhao Hai: "I also suppressed him with my IQ, which made him sick."
Zhang Ziliang: "But he still beats you up."
Zhao Hai: "Fart!"
Zhang Ziliang: "You are so angry."
Zhao Hai: "I'd better push you to death first."
The words and deeds of two people whose IQs can be described as terrifying will affect the lives of countless people. But at this moment, in the dangerous wasteland, they are like two children, yelling at each other unwilling to admit defeat.
finally...
They still disappeared into the ghostly atmosphere of the wasteland and disappeared.
