"Help you?" Zhang Yang pinched his chin and rubbed it, showing suspicion, "That depends on whether you are worthy of helping me, but you might as well talk about it first."
Wells swallowed dryly: "Give me a glass of water."
Zhang Yang frowned and asked Agou to ask someone to bring him a glass of water.
After Wells took two sips, Zhang Yang immediately snatched the cup back.
However, Wells finally breathed a sigh of relief. He stared longingly at the cup in Zhang Yang's hand. Without pausing, he said directly: "As long as you cut off Palu's tongue for me and make him shut up, use Huaxia's
In one sentence, I know everything and can tell you everything, and I am willing to answer any question I know."
Cut off tongue? This guy is quite cruel!
Zhang Yang put the cup aside, squinted his eyes, and said calmly: "Mr. White, cutting out the tongue is just a matter of raising hands, but I cut off Palu's tongue, which means that there is no way to do it."
He gets more things in his mouth. If you stop cooperating, won't I just draw water from the bamboo basket in vain? Do you think I will do such a thing that is not worth the gain? "
When Wells heard this, he looked embarrassed. In fact, he really had this idea in his heart. He was probably going to die anyway, so it would be better to let Palu, the bastard, die first.
Lest he continue to talk nonsense, it will not be of any benefit to the organization or himself.
"You say I don't keep my word? You...you are an insult to my knightly character." Not sure if it was because he was exposed, Wells suddenly turned red and defended himself.
"Hey, Mr. White, I'm kidding you. Of course I believe what you say, but are you sure you really want me to cut off Palu's tongue? After all, he is your brother, isn't he?"
"Damn low-down bitch doesn't deserve to be my brother." Wells replied with a sneer.
"Okay, that's as you wish, but you have to remember what you just said." Zhang Yang glanced at Wells with a sinister look on his face. He smiled slightly and said, "If you lie, then I have a lot.
The way is to make you speak obediently like Palu."
"I promise you this with the honor of a knight!"
"The glory of knights is nothing... Let's be practical. Answer me a question first. What is the relationship between Feng Dongyuan and you guys?"
"Von?" Wells licked his dry lips again, shook his head and replied, "I'm sorry. I don't know."
The level of lying is 78%, and the level of malice is 75%. Just looking at this data, this guy is all lying.
"It seems that I can't get anything out of your mouth." Zhang Yang smiled coldly, "Wells, I think we shouldn't cut off Palu's tongue first. We should cut off yours first...
…There is an old saying in our Chinese country, you can’t see the coffin without shedding tears… Since your ears can’t hear, then just cut them off…”
Zhang Yang waved his hand, and Agou personally took a gleaming blade and walked up.
"I said...I said...Feng Dongyuan is an Iron Cross Knight of the Warhammer Battalion of the Silver Wing Knights, and at the same time, he is an outer disciple of the Xuanwu School of your country." Seeing Zhang Yang's face, Wells knew that the situation was over, so he didn't say anything anyway.
Palu would also say why he needed to be stabbed like this in vain.
"Xuanwu?" Zhang Yang is not very clear about the Xuanwu School, but it seems that Feng Dongyuan was probably assimilated by the people of the Holy Alliance like Chang Qianqian. Since the Holy Alliance wants to recruit Baihumen to join, then the Xuanwu School as
It is not surprising that one of the representatives of the general clan is attracted to him.
"So, your Holy Alliance has begun to fully penetrate into China?"
"Yes, in recent years, as China's economy has continued to grow and its degree of opening up to the outside world has become higher and higher, it has coincided with the secret expansion of our Holy Alliance's power around the world. Facing such a large population in China, it is impossible not to remain indifferent.
.”
"Because, as long as you absorb even one ten thousandth or even one hundred thousand people from your country to join the Holy Alliance, that will be tens of thousands of people. Of course, the alliance will not accept everyone. The initial goal is naturally to have
A member of the general clan with excellent qualities and noble blood."
There was no need to press the question in any arrogant way, as Wells spoke out in a coherent manner this time, like beans being poured out of a bamboo tube.
"Many people from the four major sects of your country's generals, Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku, and Xuanwu, who were overseas in the past, have secretly joined the Holy Alliance. Some outstanding overseas students, working and studying personnel are also the targets of recruitment, and they are in
After returning to China, we will also cooperate with our people to recruit more people from within your country."
"What is the ultimate goal of doing this?" Zhang Yang secretly smacked his tongue. As he said, the number of people joining their so-called alliance is probably extremely large.
"There are too many injustices in this world. You should clearly see that more than 90% of the wealth in the world is owned by less than 5% of the people, such as those large financial groups.
The wealthy families are firmly in their hands, and the Holy Alliance is here to break this injustice. We must take back from those wealthy families and plutocrats things that do not belong to them in the first place."
Zhang Yang frowned. This reason was too far-fetched, and it would be in vain if he applied it to other people. But for an organization like the Holy Alliance, which itself occupies so much wealth, saying this
It's like a slap in the face.
Wells didn't seem to notice the change in Zhang Yang's expression at all, and continued to talk about his arguments: "In addition, and more importantly, this earth has been surrounded and devoured by countless greedy humans, who are destroying the environment.
Waste of resources, turning a planet full of green into a planet full of cold metal, gray skies, and high-rise buildings without any sense of life. These inferior human beings do not deserve to enjoy such a life.
A beautiful planet…”
As Wells spoke, his tone became more and more excited, and in the end, his eyes even held an incomprehensible look of longing.
"Zhang Yang, you are so outstanding. You said, if you were allowed to live in this world with such a group of dirty villains and share the same resources with you, would you agree? You would not agree! Because of this beautiful heart
The planet belongs to us, the members of the Protoss who have the noble bloodline of Desaipel."
"Desai Pyle?" Zhang Yang frowned, and a new thing popped up.
"Well, you and I couldn't explain it at the moment. Zhang, believe me, you are so smart, you definitely don't belong to those low-level humans with incomplete evolution. I believe the blood flowing in your body must be the same as ours. We
Coming from a galaxy far, far away... we have a true common ancestor."
Wells's words slowly turned into a pious evangelist's inducement.
With a sense of passion and paranoia, he seemed to have completely forgotten that he was still a prisoner at this moment.
"Okay, Wells, put away your tricks." Zhang Yang had to interrupt him. His argument was somewhat similar to what he had heard before about the origins of the Xiang Clan and the General Clan, but he didn't feel it.
Interested, isn’t ancient mythology similar?
"Who killed Feng Yuandong?" Zhang Yang asked calmly.
"What a pity...you will understand one day." Seeing that his words had no effect, Wells could only say sarcastically, "I don't know who killed him, but there must be such a big mistake this time.
Someone has to be responsible, and he knows too much. He was the one responsible for contacting the Peng family, and he was the one who sold the information to the White Tiger Clan. Only he knows that the Blade Knights are leading all this."
"So does Feng Meng know this?"
"He has no idea at all, it's just a chess piece. But if this thing succeeds, I heard that Lord Laudru, the Far East Silver Knight, will apply for promotion of Feng to the Bronze Knight, and will also give Feng Meng a trainee knight, or even
Quota for Knights of the Iron Cross."
"What the hell is this Laudru?" Zhang Yang asked with a hint of disdain.
"You...you dare to be disrespectful to Mr. Laudru..." Wells looked angry.
"No disrespect, what kind of bullshit is Silver in your eyes, but in my eyes he is a scum that has not fully evolved." Zhang Yang reached out and knocked him on the head, "Isn't that bullshit just one level higher than you?
Is he your biological father? Are you so afraid of him? What is his name?"
Wells hesitated for a while, apparently asking him to tell him about the so-called Silver Knight of the Far East seemed more difficult than killing him.
"Henderson Fonse Laudreau." Wells finally said with a hint of timidity, "He is the Silver Knight of the Silver Wing Knights, the man in charge of affairs in the Far East. He has a high status and is respected by everyone...
And...he is so powerful that many people call him the Dark Knight in private, and he is one of the candidates to be the next leader of the Blade Knights."
"You have so many knights in the Holy Alliance. In addition to the so-called knight captains, there are also titled paladins, then there are the captains of the knights, and then there are the silver knights. You are also a bronze knight after all. As for such a coward
?”
"You don't know something. Although I am already a Bronze Knight, if I want to continue to be promoted, unless I have achieved great achievements, otherwise I will probably reach the top in my lifetime, or at most after my death.
The title of a Silver Knight is awarded, but the Silver Knight is different. Each knight order has restrictions. A middle-to-upper-sized knight order like ours has nearly a thousand people, but the Silver Knights generally only have six at most.
There is a quota, but there may be hundreds of Bronze Knights, and their status is very different."
Zhang Yang frowned when he heard this. Is this really a modern society? Why does it feel like he has entered the ancient European Middle Ages: "Okay, let's talk about these later. Let me ask you, what is the relationship between Chang Qianqian and you? Hmm
