Su Qingyu was at the side, helping the Taoist priest pass the things.
The old Taoist priest did have some abilities. After the black energy in the old warlord's body came out, his body struggled less. His face was as pale as paper, his hall was black, and his lips were black and blue.
There were still six oil lamps left, and the candlelight flickered.
The ringing of bells is endless.
"What are you doing!" The third young master Zhao Zhishan pulled out a gun from his arms. He stood upright and pointed the black muzzle at the old Taoist priest. "The old demon said, the old man kindly invited you to attend the birthday banquet. How dare you do this? Hurt him! Damn it!"
After saying that, he pulled the trigger.
The bullet cut through the air and went out with a whoosh.
The eldest young master stretched out his hand and stood in front of the old Taoist priest.
The bullet hit his body, and he leaned back slightly. A crimson blood flower bloomed from his shoulder. There was no pain in his eyes, only hollowness.
"Brother!" Second young master Zhao Zhili pushed away the beauty hugging him and scolded Zhao Zhishan, "I won't care about anything you want to do, but you shouldn't hurt your family!"
"Family? What a joke! Second brother, please see clearly, is it your family in front of you? Isn't the eldest brother transformed into something?
What family? You've been shot so many times and you haven't fallen down yet?
What family? Can't even recognize your father? "Zhao Zhishan's eyes were shrouded in shadow. He did not put down the gun, but raised his chin slightly, his words full of ridicule, "Now you know how to come here and pretend to be a good person, weren't you the one who was a coward back then?
Back then, the old man asked you to close the city gate. You were afraid of things outside the city and were unwilling to go. It was your eldest brother who helped you. After your eldest brother came back, you became like this.
Over the years, you have been living in a state of intoxication and wandering around the gentle land. Are you afraid to face the fact that you have made your eldest brother look like this? "
Zhao Zhishan's words are heart-breaking.
Zhao Zhili frowned, and there was a layer of frost in his eyes.
"Third brother, I don't want to argue with you here. Don't think I don't know what you are doing." His lips were pursed tightly, his hands were clenched into fists, and his knuckles were prominent, trying to suppress the anger in his heart. "In this family, you are most like my father. You are brave and tough, but I still want to advise you not to play with fire and burn yourself."
Zhao Zhishan whistled directly, not taking what Zhao Zhili said seriously: "You are the one who is playing with fire and burning yourself! It is you who is seeking death!
What is that bottle of blueberry juice in your room? What do you want to see when you drink it all day long? "
"I added a few drops of blueberry juice to the red wine in order to live a more sober life." Zhao Zhili was choosing to indulge in sobriety. After drinking a red drink mixed with a few drops of blue drink, he could see clearly the The dark atmosphere of the Governor's Mansion.
He could see the pollution overflowing from the beggars in the alleys of Ping An City, as well as the faint black mist on his father, his eldest brother, and even himself.
It is these black things that can eat away at people's sanity, alienate their bodies, and turn them into twisted monsters.
As long as he adds a drop of blueberry juice to the wine, he can understand the monsters.
Those monsters told him that as long as they sacrificed the people who entered the city from outside and dyed them black, they could protect the people in Ping An City.
That's why he went to trap the people of the Su family.
Zhao Zhishan seemed to have heard some joke. He held his stomach and laughed a few times, and his words became even worse: "Sober? What has your sobriety allowed you to do so far?
Has your sobriety made you brave? What do you see in your eldest brother and father? Can you change it after seeing it? "
"You have no idea what I paid for Safe City! I don't drink every day. I can only see things when I'm drunk." Zhao Zhili felt that no one could understand his good intentions, "Don't Thinking that I don’t know the things you are studying in the basement, you’d better stop, otherwise you will destroy the entire Ping An City!”
"I am not destroying Ping An City, I am saving Ping An City. Closing the city gate will only consume Ping An City's resources. The grain reserves have been exhausted, and the land in the city has long been unable to grow any food.
Nowadays, many people forget their hunger by drinking wine, but the price is that they cannot stop drinking. Once they stop, their hunger will return, and they will become beggars and be driven out of the city.
After all this time, aren't you curious about the world outside the city gate? Has the war stopped? Has the railway been built? How did those wine trucks get in?
We are now like frogs at the bottom of a well, sitting in the well and looking at the sky. If we stay here, we will only rot and perish. Only by stepping out can we have a glimmer of hope. "
Zhao Zhishan wants to open the gate of Ping An City.
"That's because you don't know what's outside at all!" Zhao Zhili took a step back, "I can see it better than any of you! I saw the sky outside was shrouded in black air, and the darkness had no end, as if Purgatory on earth.
Third brother, we must listen to our father. Only by staying in the city and maintaining the status quo can we live well. "
"You want to keep the status quo! I don't want to!" Zhao Zhishan has had enough of the so-called status quo. He is not a caged bird. He wants to leave this broken place and be able to ride around and plunder villages like he did in the mountains. , murder and arson, so unpleasant.
He hated these familiar faces and the uniform he was wearing. He was originally a bandit, and he went to war with a gun in his hand for his own happy life.
Rather than defending the city, Zhao Zhishan wanted to expand his territory.
He felt that everyone must die, and men should die on the battlefield, fighting, rather than guarding a city and waiting for the decay of the body.
The blood on the eldest brother Zhao Zhiyan's shoulder kept flowing down. His expression was numb, as if he was not the one who was injured. The skin on his face was tight, as if he wanted to open his mouth, but his mouth seemed to be stuck with glue, no matter what Can't open it no matter what.
If you look closely, you can see the fine stitches on his mouth.
The old Taoist priest was at the critical moment of the operation and did not care about the internal strife between the three brothers. He quickly injected the needle, looked at Su Qingyu with a pair of eagle eyes, and said sternly: "Quick! Put the copper coin into the old warlord's mouth!"
The sixth oil lamp went out, leaving five lamps.
The old warlord's eyes shed tears of blood, and he was tortured to the point of death.
Su Qingyu, with quick eyes and quick hands, flicked the copper coin into the old warlord's mouth.
"Bang——"
Zhao Zhishan fired at the same time. At the moment of lightning, the bullet hit the old Taoist priest's arm. In an instant, there was a blood hole, and blood spurted out. The old Taoist priest's hand that applied the acupuncture stopped, and the old warlord who was sitting on the longevity chair went berserk in an instant. , both eyes were completely dyed black.
He opened his mouth and made a "click, click, click" sound.
It all happened too quickly.
