Chapter 837 Young Master (3)

However...

The man had just finished speaking when he noticed that Meng Fusheng, who was standing beside him, was dripping with sweat at some point, drips of cold sweat slid down his cheeks, and his eyes narrowed dangerously, staring at a shallow smile Gong Zhengyu in it.

"Idiot." Meng Fusheng gritted his teeth, glared at the member who proposed indiscriminately, then took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the strange feeling in his chest, raised his head, looked at Gong Zhengyu and said:

"Second Young Master Gong wants to talk to each other, so why use this technique of confusion."

As soon as Meng Fusheng said this, everyone in the Scarlet Blood Brigade was shocked.

The art of confusing words is a very mysterious ability. This is an innate ability that cannot be cultivated. No matter what a person with the art of confusing words, every word is heard in the ears of others. Reason, no matter how absurd the remarks are, they are extremely convincing to listeners, and even hostile people will involuntarily follow his words and change their minds.

And the most terrifying thing about this ability is.

Those who are guided by him will never realize that their thoughts have been changed because of the existence of language confusion.

Gong Zhengyu was exposed by Meng Fusheng's technique of confusing words, but he didn't have the slightest guilty conscience on his face. He smiled slightly and said, "It's my mistake. The technique of confusing words is inherent in nature. It just spread out, and I hope Captain Meng doesn't mind."

Everything that Gong Zhengyu showed was so natural, without any flaws, that one would unconsciously think that all of this was really just a misunderstanding.

However...

Meng Fusheng didn't believe Gong Zhengyu's rhetoric at all.

"Although it's the first time I met Gong Ershao, I have heard of Gong Ershao's reputation. With a single mouth, countless strong people can commit suicide in front of you. You should control it carefully, Meng Meng. I don't want to follow in the footsteps of those people." Meng Fu said with a fake smile.

Gong Zhengyu will not give anyone a sense of threat, whether it is his appearance, temperament or his weak and sick body, people will subconsciously ignore his danger.

As everyone knows...

Such an enemy is truly terrifying.

If it is about Zhaixing Building, the most feared one is probably not the main building, Gong Qiang, but the sickly handsome man in front of him.

Gong Zhengyu smiled slightly, looked at Meng Fusheng's defensive eyes, but didn't react too much.

"What Commander Meng said is that I should pay attention to it in the future."

Meng Fusheng took a deep breath, and loosened his clenched fist by his side a little bit. If he looked carefully, he could clearly see that his palm had already been pinched out by himself, and there was only a sharp pain left. Only then can he ensure that he remains absolutely sober in the spell of confusion.

"However, I hope Captain Meng will think about the matter of Zizai Lin. Although my father's approach is a bit arbitrary, it is also for the sake of your subordinates. If you set foot in Zizai Lin rashly, there will be many casualties. The group leader probably doesn't want such a thing to happen, right?" Gong Zhengyu said with a smile.

Meng Fusheng cursed secretly.

Why is it for their good, what is Zhaxinglou thinking?

"The matter of our Red Blood Brigade is not left to the owner of the palace to worry about. We have decided to go to Zizai Lin. If the owner of the palace is really good for us, then less obstacles will be enough."