1962. Chapter one thousand nine hundred sixty-two
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"Two people have wronged me."
Shen Yuxuan spread his hands and smiled bitterly: "I am just a message, and the decision is in the hands of Mr. Cheng. It's useless for you to get angry at me."
Duan Qifeng clenched his teeth and made a loud noise, his anger was full of nowhere to vent his anger, and suddenly punched the wall next to him.
"Bang!"
He made a big hole in the hard wall, and half of his arm was penetrated.
"Damn it! It's so fucking damn!"
Duan Qifeng was panting, his eyes were red, and he was on the verge of a rampage.
Shen Yuxuan watched coldly, allowing Duan Qifeng to be incompetent and furious.
It felt like the time was almost done, so he slowly said: "Brother Duan, Brother Xiong, you should be very clear. At this point, we can't turn back, we can only go all the way to the dark."
"I believe that with Mr. Cheng's wisdom, he will not make the mistake of hitting stones with eggs. Since he is ready to fight against the Wu Alliance to the end, it is proven that he is sure. Are you right?"
"Besides, even if you successfully escape from Bigang City, where can you go? Faced with the pursuit of the Martial Alliance, there are not many safe places in the world, unless you plan to hide your identity in the second half of your life and are willing to be ordinary."
"So, why not give it a try? It's done, and from now on, it's a good person. If you can't, it's not too late to escape. Anyway, the sky falls and there's a tall one who stands up."
I have to say that Shen Yuxuan's eloquence is indeed very good. His tongue is brilliant and he has successfully moved Duan Qifeng and Xiong Rui.
"Can you guarantee that Cheng Ailun won't treat us as cannon fodder?" Duan Qifeng narrowed his eyes, rubbed his fingers at the hilt of the short knife, and asked sinisterly.
"I can't guarantee it."
Shen Yuxuan shook his head: "Because I am like you, the clay Buddha crosses the river and cannot protect myself."
After saying that, Shen Yuxuan smiled deeply again: "But as long as we are vigilant, unite and work together, even if he wants us to be cannon fodder, he must think carefully."
"Brother Duan, Brother Xiong, I am not your enemy. On the contrary, I am your friend. If I hadn't taken a huge risk to pick you up, I'm afraid you would have fallen into the hands of the Martial Alliance. I would not ask you to be grateful, but I just hope to gain some of your trust."
Shen Yuxuan took the word "trust" very seriously.
"Well, I'm willing to believe you."
Duan Qifeng's attitude gradually eased, he thought for a while, nodded and said, "You have indeed saved my life, okay, you can reply to Mr. Cheng and say we agree to act together."
"Thank you."
Shen Yuxuan's eyes turned and looked at Xiong Rui who was silent: "Brother Xiong, what do you think?"
Although Xiong Rui is as fat as a pig and looks stupid, his mind is much more delicate than Duan Qifeng and his personality is much more cautious.
Intuition tells Xiong Rui that Shen Yuxuan’s purpose is not as simple as it seems on the surface.
Xiong Rui's mind turned sharply and decided not to express his opinion for the time being, but to kick the ball to Xu Hailong, who had been closing his eyes and breathing.
"Host Xu, what do you think of Master Shen's proposal?"
Hearing Xiong Rui's question, Xu Hailong slowly opened his eyes.
Chapter completed!