"Zhang Ziliang's sword-raising skills, do I really not know the pain involved?"
"hehe..."
"King of the Six Imperial Guards who raises swords, are you looking forward to it?"
"I will copy the brilliance of Zhang Ziliang's sword, and even...go one step closer."
Zhao Hai looked out the window and murmured to himself, with a faint smile on his lips. Under the sunlight, his face seemed to become slightly pale.
If defeated, Zhao Hai will die.
If he wins, Zhao Hai will no longer be needed in the prosperous age.
Guanyin needs to atone for her sins. Is Zhao Hai really innocent?
There were no innocent people in the heaven back then. He, Zhao Hai, was just a member of the darkness.
Li Changgeng is dead, and Zhao Hai will not survive for long.
Developing sword skills is his ultimate destination.
After Zhang Ziliang struck with his sword, he floated in mid-air. The last words he left in this world were to him, Zhao Hai.
Only two words.
"Is he handsome?"
Zhang Ziliang didn't have the chance to say the rest, and there was no need to say it, but Zhao Hai...understood.
What he meant...
that is...
Is he handsome?
Do you want to practice too?
Zhang Ziliang's heart belongs to the human race after all. After the prosperous times, Zhao Hai is the biggest threat. How can we eliminate this most unstable factor...
Develop sword skills.
If you practice it, you will die sooner or later. This is the real poison.
It can kill people and get rid of troubles.
Zhang Ziliang didn't say it, but Zhao Hai understood.
Especially... After recovering his talent, Zhao Hai has realized clearly that cultivating swordsmanship is his final destination.
Did Zhang Ziliang really not poison himself?
Maybe.
"Little fox, you finally forced me to follow the path you arranged."
"Haha, you are the only one who can treat me as a pawn, or even be a pawn willingly."
With that said, a pack of cigarettes appeared in Zhao Hai's hand, he lit it, took a strong puff, closed his eyes in enjoyment, and his face gradually returned to a little rosy.
"No wonder...you want to smoke."
After feeling the state inside his body, Zhao Hai smiled and shook his head.
I don't know when, Zhao Hai... fell in love with smoking and became obsessed with it, just like Zhang Ziliang back then.
When Li Xinghe entered the office, he already saw the cigarette butts in an ashtray. He was stunned for a moment, but did not speak.
Obviously, he also knew it.
"This is the first time in my life that I have really fought and fought for an ideal."
"This feels... really good."
After finishing his cigarette and returning to his desk, Zhao Hai got busy again.
until...
Wang Ye is here.
"Let's chat for a while?"
Wang Ye sat generously where Li Xinghe was sitting before, looked at Zhao Hai and said.
Zhao Hai raised his head and glanced at Wang Ye: "No time, wait."
After saying that, he lowered his head again and stopped caring about Wang Ye.
But no matter what, Zhao Hai's cards for Wang Ye were at least higher than Li Xinghe's. He at least looked up and took the rare time to reply with three words.
Wang Ye shrugged indifferently and went upstairs carrying a few bulging bags.
When Li Xinghe knew that the bags in Wang Ye's hands were all filled with food, his eyes turned green and he wanted to call Wang Ye uncle.
After enjoying the flattery bombardment from the Tian group leader for an hour, Wang Ye was 'fooled' and handed the bag to Li Xinghe. Finally, he scolded Li Xinghe in an 'annoyed' manner, and was so proud of Li Xinghe. With a cheerful smile, he turned back to Zhao Hai's office.
At this time, Zhao Hai finally finished his work and glanced at Wang Ye, who had just returned.
"Been cheated again?"
Wang Ye sat leisurely on the sofa and nodded: "Yes."
"It's really funny."
"What are you planning?"
Zhao Hai smiled and shook his head. In his opinion, Wang Ye's actions were just a waste of time.
Wang Ye stretched himself: "I am just a layman, a complete layman. From the very beginning, I joined the Tianzu with the purpose of exchanging benefits."
"Everything must have a beginning and an end."
"He gives it to me whenever he wants, or even takes the initiative to do so. This is not in line with my style of conduct."
"You drew it..."
Wang Ye stood up and walked to the wall. He looked at the huge piece of paper hanging on it and the dense symbols on it. His expression gradually became serious. He looked at it seriously, frowned slightly, and made tut-tsk sounds from time to time. He was obviously interested in it. Some places don't agree with it.
Zhao Hai glanced at Wang Ye's back helplessly: "Do you understand?"
"can't read!"
Wang Ye's eyes still stayed on the paper and he shook his head.
"..."
"I don't understand, why are you wasting your time?"
Zhao Hai lit a cigarette, took a long puff, and said.
Wang Ye said solemnly: "Anyway, I am also the fifth think tank in this world. If I say that I don't understand, wouldn't I be unsocial?"
"We can't embarrass our think tank."
...
The air became quiet.
After a long time, Zhao Haicai said quietly: "I really thank you for not forgetting to think about me."
"And I can put Zhang Ziliang in front of you, so you are reluctant to show off."
After complaining, Zhao Hai leaned back on his chair tiredly: "Let's get down to business, I don't have much time."
Wang Ye turned around and saw the cigarette in Zhao Hai's hand. He was startled for a moment. His expression was a little complicated. He didn't know what he thought of, but he didn't say anything after all. He sat opposite him and said, "I have a question. What do you think of Qingfeng Village?" Arranged.”
Zhao Hai glanced at Wang Ye: "Qingfeng Village's specialty is digging graves. I have to say that the great elder is a talent."
"I used to be a think tank in Heaven. Under my command, I played games with Lu Qing and Maitreya. Naturally, many people died in Heaven. I still know where they are buried."
Zhao Hai said slowly and lit a cigarette for himself again.
Wang Ye's expression was a little strange: "Then how to divide the accounts?"
"Ten zero."
Zhao Hai's voice was still calm.
On the other hand, Wang Ye became shocked when he looked at Zhao Hai: "You can really open your mouth like a lion. When the old fox was alive, he didn't charge as hard as you."
"but..."
"He agreed?"
Zhao Hai nodded as he should: "Of course I agree, they have no reason to refuse."
But Wang Ye lowered his head, with a thoughtful look in his eyes: "That shouldn't be the case. With the character of the great elder, he would never do such a profitless thing, even if it means death."
"What other benefits did you give him?"
Zhao Hai put the cigarette butt in the ashtray: "Wang... also has a teacher. At least for the sake of dignity, he also wants to bury his teacher generously."
"It just so happens that I arranged for his teacher's tomb to be repaired."
...
understood.
Wang Ye understood instantly.
No matter how high the king's status was in ancient times, he was definitely the supreme god. Even if it was for the sake of face, his teacher's tomb was definitely the ultimate luxury.
No wonder that old guy is so kind to me!
