Looking at the masked young man who was wailing on the ground, the fox stood with his hands behind his hands, watching quietly, as if he was admiring an outstanding work of art.
It wasn't until half an hour passed that the masked young man's voice gradually became quieter.
Then gradually the silence returned.
But the muscles in his body were still trembling, and his clothes were completely soaked with sweat, making him look extremely embarrassed.
"I hope you won't let me down again."
"Actually...my patience is pretty good."
Leaving a few words lightly, the fox gradually walked away, with the God of War following him like the most loyal bodyguard, never leaving.
The masked young man lay on the ground and watched the fox's leaving figure. He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and with great effort, he slowly stood up from the ground and staggered after him.
…
"Has it started yet?"
Li Xinghe was sitting in Zhao Hai's office with a complicated expression and looked very tangled.
Zhao Hai was holding a few quaint-looking bottles and jars in his hands with a thoughtful look on his face, completely ignoring Li Xinghe's thoughts.
"Can you get back to me!"
"Old man, is it easy for me to save such a small fortune?"
"Take care of my emotions."
Seeing that Zhao Hai ignored her, Li Xinghe stood up on the sofa, walked to Zhao Hai in a few steps, and sat on his desk, with his face almost touching Zhao Hai's.
Zhao Hai paused.
He raised his head coldly and looked at Li Xinghe. After a moment, he said: "Team Leader Li, if you are free, I have a few tasks here that are short of manpower. Please go and help."
"If you are not free, please leave my office."
"Because...I'm busy."
With that said, Zhao Hai lowered his head and looked at the bottles again.
The crutch in Li Xinghe's hand was raised directly in front of the jar, blocking Zhao Hai's sight: "Don't talk about this with me, old man. I'm old, do you really want me to die suddenly here?"
"besides!!!"
"I will tell you openly today, as long as you don't give me a sure idea, I can't leave."
"When I was a scoundrel, I still...forget it, I won't compare with you in age!"
Li Xinghe said breathlessly.
result...
Zhao Hai raised his head again, put one hand on the crutch, and gently pushed it outward.
"Hey, boy Zhao, can you beat me in terms of strength?"
"I'm gifted with extraordinary talent, and I've been practicing rapidly. How could it be that someone with your talent...is it you...could it be...fuck me!"
When Li Xinghe first spoke, he looked relaxed and spoke casually.
But soon his expression became a little solemn, but he still had some energy left.
until...
Li Xinghe's face was red from suppressing it, and the wrinkles on his old face were all squeezed together, and they were as bright as a chrysanthemum.
Then... he was staggered back two steps by the huge thrust from the crutches, and finally fell to the ground.
"you..."
"Have you taken any medicine?"
Li Xinghe leaned on crutches, jumped up from the ground nimbly, coughed heavily, looked at Zhao Hai suspiciously and asked.
Zhao Hai still lowered his head and kept observing the bottle.
"Zhao Hai!!!"
"Brother Zhao, Uncle Zhao, just tell me, okay?"
"Those are all the best young people from our Tianzhu, our human race. You just sent them away like this. The casualty rate is extremely high. How can I feel relieved?"
"I originally had very little life left, and I haven't been able to eat well or sleep well these past two days."
"For the sake of my impending death, just tell me the specific situation."
Li Xinghe saw that he couldn't beat him, so he shamelessly approached again, but this time it was not a threat of force, but a different method.
Zhao Hai frowned deeply and looked at Li Xinghe with one word in his eyes...
bother!
This guy is so good at inking.
"Even if I tell you the whole process now, what can you do?"
"Worry, worry?"
"In this world, even if you go for a walk in the wasteland and pick up a grain of grain, you still make money."
Zhao Hai's voice was as calm as ever, but after looking at Li Xinghe's eyes, he finally sighed helplessly: "Alas, the human race is lucky to have a leader like you in this prosperous age."
"But in troubled times..."
"There is an Immortal Transformation Pond in Heaven, which was one of Heaven's biggest supports back then."
"If you enter this pool, those with high talents will become immortals in one day."
"Although it is a bit exaggerated, there is no problem with the sudden increase in strength."
"But nowadays, the energy between heaven and earth is mixed, and most of the Immortal Transformation Pond has been destroyed. However, the effect is still there, but it is also more dangerous."
"The mortality rate is...70%."
"But it's worth a try. It's better than those messy awakenings you made, and the mortality rate is also not low."
...
"Seventy percent."
Li Xinghe was stunned in place, not knowing what he was thinking, and seemed to be in a trance.
After a while, Li Xinghe took a deep breath, regained his composure, and looked at Zhao Hai with a smile on his face: "I admit that to a certain extent, I am soft-hearted and afraid of casualties."
"Maybe you are right. I am not suitable for expanding the territory."
"But I won't be stupid enough to give up just because the sacrifice is too big."
"What I want is peace of mind after all. At least I need to know what they are doing and why they died."
"I don't want them to die in obscurity in the dark one day. This is the greatest disrespect to them."
"Everything a person does for humanity deserves to be remembered."
Having said this, Li Xinghe paused and glanced at Zhao Hai with deep meaning: "Perhaps your situation is greater than Zhang Ziliang's, and perhaps your wisdom is also higher than Zhang Ziliang's."
"But...you don't understand me as well as he does."
"It also lacks some control over people's hearts."
After saying that, Li Xinghe walked out of Zhao Hai's office shakily, leaning on crutches, and gradually walked away.
Zhao Hai sat on the chair and looked at Li Xinghe's leaving figure, wondering what he was thinking.
After a long time...
"Maybe you're right."
"But after all, I am myself, not Zhang Ziliang's substitute."
"Everyone has their own path, and until the road reaches the end, who knows... which path is the right one?"
"The human heart."
"The human heart..."
Zhao Hai murmured to himself, lowered his head again, and looked at the bottle in his hand seriously and solemnly, as if he wanted to find some clues through these.
And at the same time.
Not far outside the door.
"Pretend until you don't..."
"I guess I'm faking it!"
"Oh, how could I, the leader of the Tangtangtian Group, be intimidated by a minister!"
Li Xinghe muttered to himself, then walked into the elevator humming a song with a proud smile on his face.
(Chapter 900, souvenir!)
