Chapter 379: Song Zhao's Horse Fell Off the Horse and Slapped Him in the Face 6

Song Zhaozheng and Si Yu were sitting in armchairs, talking happily and eating a plate of cut fruits.

Compared with the tragic scene on the prince's side, these two people simply have too much hatred.

Prince, "..."

For some reason, there is a sense of being cheated.

The evil fire in his heart was burning, and it almost wiped out his whole body.

Probably feeling the baptism of many resentful gazes, Song Zhao sighed slowly.

"... Are you done blowing up?"

Prince and others, "..."

Otherwise, if you think this is frying chicken, can you still be intimidating?

Song Zhao said that she could still do it.

So he ate a piece of orange in two or three bites, and rolled his eyelids unhurriedly.

"Fortunately, I run fast."

Si Yu nodded in deep sympathy, and at the same time glanced sternly at the guards on his side, and said in a cold voice, "Have you seen it all? Now you still blame Song Zhao for not getting these ten-eyed guns for you?" ?”

All the Jingwei and the Black Shields on the platform blushed with shame.

How regrettable and regretful I was before, how fortunate I am now.

Fortunately, because of Song Zhao's reminder, they escaped the catastrophe.

If it weren't for Song Zhao's strong opposition to the purchase of these weapons, they would be the ones who died now.

Not to mention, using this weapon on the battlefield would directly kill the enemy.

Thinking of such terrible consequences, the resentment towards Song Zhao in the hearts of all the sergeants instantly turned into tears of gratitude.

Di Que and Yun Xiu held the burnt wound with blood blisters, their faces were full of shock in the same way.

At first I thought Song Zhao was talking nonsense, pretending to understand.

I never thought about it, but she really hit the spot.

Yun Xiu wiped her face, and said gratefully to Song Zhao, "It's really thanks to Miss Song's luck that she guessed that there was something wrong with this batch of weapons, and saved our sergeant. I would like to thank you on behalf of the children."

Song Zhao smiled lightly.

This Yunxiu girl is really interesting, all she said in her words was that Song Zhao's blind cat met a dead mouse.

Si Yu stood with his hands behind his back, and the black golden robe rolled around in a whirlpool under his feet, with a self-contained dignity and condescension, he spoke lightly,

"The apologies that should be made, they will say it themselves, and you don't need to worry about it."

Yun Xiu choked, and the expression on his face became even more embarrassing.

She took a step back in a little embarrassment, and the blood blistered part seemed to be in more and more painful pain.

All the elite guards took two steps forward tacitly, gave Song Zhao a standard military salute, and said in unison, "I'm sorry, Miss Song."

All the Black Shield soldiers on the platform also said in unison, "I'm sorry, Miss Song."

The thick voices of the men echoed in the air, deafening and shocking.

If it were an ordinary little girl, she might have been frightened by this battle long ago.

However, Song Zhao stood there straight and dignified, without moving his eyebrows, and calmly accepted the apologies from all the soldiers.

The sergeants didn't pay attention to such a delicate girl from a family, but at this moment, they felt the majesty of the superior in a young girl.

Inexplicably, it seemed that he understood why the master chose her.

The prince died ten first-class generals here. After his colleagues cried bitterly, they collectively pointed at the general manager.

The chief manager's legs felt weak for a while, fearing that he would be killed, he suddenly had an idea, "These weapons are finished products designed by top designers launched by the clan elders, and there is such a big problem. I think there is a problem with the design. I When we go back, we will report to the clan elders and ask the designer to give the prince an explanation."

It is refreshing to shirk responsibility.

Song Zhao's eyes fluttered.

I typed on the plane and tried my best to write an update. After a while, the network was disconnected and I couldn’t do it anymore. You can check it when you get off the plane at 0:30.