Chapter 228 For the Sake of Dying

The two looked at each other, one with a gloomy face and silent, and the other with a raised corner of his mouth, as if he was a little disdainful.

"I thought you were confident enough, but you are just rats who don't dare to show their true identities. It's boring." Zhao put his hands behind his back and shook his head, with a little disappointment in his expression.

Unfortunately, these men in black didn't react much, and even stared at Zhao without looking away.

They looked a little indifferent.

Zhao didn't stop talking, and continued to taunt: "To be honest, I don't think it's worth dying in the hands of you people."

"How can an official like me die in the hands of a group of dark, timid and inferior rats? Life is so unpredictable..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao carefully found that the pupils of many men in black shrank. It seems that he has touched the pain points of these people.

In this case, then attack in this direction!

"Looking back on my life, I was already a fourth-rank official at the age of 20, and I also entered the second-rank in martial arts. I can say that I have a promising future. People like you are only worthy of looking up to me."

"Hahaha!" Zhao Jue raised his mouth corners, his eyebrows and eyes were like crescent moons. He laughed wantonly, and every move he made was a sign of contempt for the people in front of him.

He ignored the reactions of the crowd and continued to mock himself: "It's a pity that God has no pity, and the lotus has rotted in the mud!"

"Shut up!"

Before Zhao Jue could think of how to mock next, Yuheng interrupted him impatiently.

He pointed at Zhao Jue and said disdainfully: "You are a Jinyiwei with innocent blood on your hands. What qualifications do you have to despise us?"

"If you say we are rats, you hypocrites wearing red and purple are not even as good as us rats!"

Oh? It works! Zhao Jue was happy in his heart. It seems that these people have an unknown past with the court.

And from Yuheng's tone, this past should not be very beautiful.

With the evidence, Zhao decisively struck while the iron was hot, curled his lips and retorted: "Nonsense! How can a person with a crime claim to be innocent? I work for the emperor, is there anything wrong?"

"It can be seen that you are full of lies and bluffing!"

Everyone seemed to have heard some jokes, and the "chi chi" laughter came one after another, as if they had heard some big jokes.

They couldn't hold back their laughter at all.

If they hadn't had to fight and bleed later, they might have laughed so hard that they couldn't stand up straight.

Especially Yuheng, his chest rose and fell, and his eyes under the mask opened and closed. It can be seen that he was holding back his laughter in order to maintain his dignity in front of his subordinates, and it was very painful to hold back his laughter.

"Lord Zhao, you don't know whether we are full of lies. But you kill innocent people indiscriminately, we know it clearly." In order to stop holding back his laughter, Yuheng spoke decisively.

"You didn't forget all the people you killed in the capital a few months ago, did you? Most of them were innocent people."

"It's only been a few months? Lord Zhao has forgotten everything!"

While this is true, it doesn't apply to Zhao. After all, he has been so successful over the years because of two secrets: revenge and shamelessness.

Such innocuous words, how could there be any emotional fluctuations.

He said disdainfully: "Like you, those people are also guilty! Besides, I am in charge of Zhaoyu, I don't care about beheadings."

Everyone was shocked and their eyes widened unconsciously. They didn't expect that you were still bragging about being a lotus a few minutes ago, and then you completely denied what you had done.

Where's your face?

The subtle expressions of their eyes were of course captured by Zhao who was staring at them.

He quickly asked back: "You haven't been to Zhaoyu before? Ah? Hahaha."

"Why do you have such a big reaction when you hear the word Zhaoyu?"

This time, everyone's eyes did not change much, and they were as calm as indifferent spectators.

"Okay! Don't waste time!" Yuheng waved his hand. With a bit of anger, he took off the mask, revealing a face with tattoos.

He smiled and said: "Don't you just want to know our identities? I'm fulfilling a dead man's last wish!"

He looked around at everyone and sneered: "We are all people who are guilty because of an unexpected disaster. Fu Guang saved our lives, so we obey him."

"Do you understand enough?"

"Not enough." Zhao shook his head, and his face still had lingering contempt.

Yuheng frowned slightly and asked curiously: "What else do you want to know? Tell me all at once?"

"I want to know what you mean by the unforeseen disaster?"

"What does unforeseen disaster mean? Lord Zhao, don't you understand? Lord Zhao, what you often do, isn't it an unforeseen disaster for some people?" Yuheng said sarcastically with a smile.

After saying that, he put on the mask calmly, unwilling to say anything more.

Even if Zhao asked a few more questions, he remained silent and looked at Zhao leisurely.

That deep gaze was completely looking at a dead person.

Of course, it's not that he doesn't want to say more, but that's all he knows. Looking up, he hasn't seen the true face of Fu Guang Wangshu; looking down, he has seen the twenty-eight constellations, but that's all.

So what can he say? He said so much because Zhao was already a dead man.

Listening to Zhao asking questions, he was a little annoyed. He simply circulated his true energy to make Zhao shut up forever.

He lightly tapped his feet and reached out with his claws, heading straight for Zhao Jue's neck.

Almost at the same time as Yuheng's Qi was circulating, Zhao Jue's Qi also rose from his body. He fought with Yuheng, and then the two retreated.

After his steps stopped, Yuheng was shocked. Is such a steady use of Qi really what a seriously injured person should have?

"You are not injured?"

Zhao Jue smiled brightly, "When did I say I was injured?"

After the voice fell, not only Yuheng, but also the others were a little shocked. But they quickly came to their senses, glanced at the people around them, and nodded.

"Let's go together and kill him first!"

Several people circulated their Qi and rushed towards Zhao Jue.

Facing the siege from all sides, even if he knew there were people behind him, he was shocked and broke into a cold sweat.

Seeing that Zhao Jue did not make any moves and there was no fluctuation of Qi. Several people thought he had accepted his fate, and they could not help but speed up their steps, trying to kill him with one blow.

When he was one step away from hitting, he was forcibly pushed back by a majestic Qi that fell from the sky.

As soon as he stopped, a "rustling" sound came from the darkness. Four figures walked out slowly from four different directions, forming a siege on Yuheng's group.

It was not until this time that Zhao Jue breathed a sigh of relief. After slowly taking two steps back, he looked at the black-clothed men whose faces changed drastically with a smile.

He said with a smile, "You think I am a turtle in a jar, but you don't know that the mantis is catching the cicada, and the oriole is behind."

"Aren't you also turtles in a jar?"