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Chapter 1982 grandson, do you want to live or not

Before the middle-aged man could even react, the kick had already hit him in the face.

"Bang!"

First, what I felt was a sharp pain on the bridge of my nose.

Then, there was a "click!" and the bridge of his nose was broken.

Wu Zhi's kick still has a hook.

Ahem, this hook is not that hook.

He stepped on the middle-aged man's face and pushed it directly to the ground.

"Bang!"

Another heavy blow.

When the middle-aged man's head hit the ground, a big hole was created in the ground by this kick.

Wu Zhi just stepped on it, with no intention of letting go.

He looked down at the middle-aged man at his feet.

He said: "Grandson, do you want to live?"

The middle-aged man never expected that the person in front of him could move at such a terrifying speed!

"Wuzhi, don't be complacent, His Highness the King of Wei will not let you go!"

Wu Zhi smiled and said, "I have heard words like this thousands of times."

"But I'm still alive."

"Can you tell me something nutritious? If you want to survive, answer my three questions."

"If you want to die, I will make it happen for you now."

As he spoke, Wu Zhi's leg strength began to increase.

After all, people are still greedy for life, especially middle-aged men who have thought about glory and wealth since they were young.

Death is not terrible, but what is terrible is that he still has many days to enjoy.

He had just married two beautiful twins, and he hadn't even had time to put them on the bed to enjoy.

If he died, the dozen or so women in his family would probably be divided up among other men.

I heard that this Wu Zhi is even more lustful and might even become Wu Zhi’s plaything!

When he thought of this, the middle-aged man suddenly became frightened.

"You, will you really let me go?"

Wu Zhi grinned slightly. From the moment this guy turned around and fled, Wu Zhi knew that this guy was not mentally stable.

It can also be judged from this that the Li Tang royal family has long been accustomed to living an extremely arrogant and luxurious life in this small island country.

Although the prince kept saying that he wanted to fight back, Wu Zhi believed that among these people, there were probably only a handful of people who really wanted to go back.

After all, the glory of the Tang Dynasty happened hundreds of years ago.

It has nothing to do with people like them who were born and raised on the island.

If it weren't for the crown prince and many princes constantly telling them how rich the Central Plains was, how wonderful their lives would be after the Tang Dynasty was restored.

I'm afraid they won't try their best.

However, it is obviously impossible for these so-called glory and wealth to spend their lives.

Wu Zhi chuckled: "Brother, do you think you still have a choice now?"

"If you choose to believe me, you can save your life, otherwise you will go to hell."

Wu Zhi's leg strength continued to increase.

The intense fear of death made the middle-aged man finally speak.

"Okay, okay, you ask, you ask!"

Wu Zhi finally let go of his feet, but the soles were still hanging above the middle-aged man's head.

It seems to be warning the middle-aged man that if he lies, he will be stepped on anytime and anywhere!

"Let me ask you, have you seen what the prince looks like?"

Originally, the middle-aged man who had been mentally prepared to reveal many of their military secrets to Wu Zhi was stunned for a moment when he suddenly heard such a question.

He immediately said: "No, we people are not qualified to see the prince."

Wu Zhi remained calm and continued to ask: "How old is the prince this year?"

The middle-aged man was about to speak when Wu Zhi suddenly said something.

"If you still don't know anything about it, I will stomp your entire brain out with one kick!"

The middle-aged man shivered all over and spoke quickly.

"The current prince's age should be around 40 years old. No, he is still one month away from 40 years old."


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