, a hairy mouth

Author: September Fireworks

"I'm just waiting to show it to him when the master is here today."

"But I didn't expect that he never betrayed you from the beginning to the end."

"You obviously confessed everything to me, but when I saw you, you didn't say anything."

"However, I think the fact that he committed suicide in front of you explains everything."

"I didn't expect that the man captured by the fool actually had some backbone."

"But it doesn't matter, it's enough if he dies."

The chief manager understood instantly and became angry: "Nonsense, it's all nonsense."

"How could I do such a thing."

"It must be you. You covet my position, so you found someone to frame me."

"How much did you give this man? A few hundred taels of silver? You paid it truthfully!"

He asked like crazy, but Sang Zi looked at him coldly.

Say nothing.

The chief manager was about to collapse. He turned to look at the masked man on the throne as if asking for help.

The masked man snorted and said, "You should know what I hate most."

The head general's body froze, and he suddenly understood.

If something like this happened today, no matter whether it was true or not, the master would never be able to trust him again.

In fact, his master was good at everything, but his biggest shortcoming was that he was suspicious and seriously ill.

If it weren't for his suspicion and serious illness, he wouldn't have dared to show his true face to others.

The purpose is to prevent others from knowing that he is the Holy Son of the Holy Land so that they can kill him.

So even he didn't know what the Holy Son looked like.

Therefore, at the moment when that person testified against him, his life could not be saved.

The chief manager understood everything.

He chuckled, looked at the Holy Son with sharp eyes and said:

"I never dreamed that I would be stabbed by you in the end, you villain."

"You yourself took refuge in the queen, colluded with her, and even betrayed me many times."

"I have suppressed you here in the Holy Land, hoping to give you a chance to change your self-confidence."

"But I never expected that you would stab me back at a time like this."

"Do you think you can really sit in the position of steward? You are dreaming."

As soon as he finished speaking, the chief manager suddenly pulled out the software from his waist and stabbed Sang Zi.

Sang Zi is not a master. He knows a little bit of martial arts, but he is only as good as a three-legged cat.

He is a businessman who relies on his brains and the ability of his subordinates to strategize, so in this situation, he is no match for the general manager.

He didn't even have time to dodge before he was stabbed in the chest by an arrow from the chief steward.

Sang Zi opened his eyes in horror and tried to escape, but found that his feet seemed to be stuck in place, unable to move at all.

The sword pierced his chest, and he knew he was dying.

He looked sadly at Bai Song next to him and reached out to grab him, as if hoping he could save him.

At this time, Bo Song raised his head and looked at him indifferently.

There was no sense of stupidity in those eyes, instead they were just bone-chillingly cold.

At this moment Sangzi seemed to understand something, but it was too late.

He couldn't even say a word.

There was blood stuck in the throat, and when I opened my mouth, there was a gurgling sound.

In the end, his body collapsed to the ground, and he could not close his eyes before dying.

He couldn't figure out why he was deceived by such a seemingly stupid fool.

It happened that when Jun Wumo gave him such a look just now, his back was turned to the Holy Son and the Grand Manager.

So those two people couldn't see his eyes at all.
Chapter completed!