There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 589 I understand the truth

Listening to Fang Bie's words, Wang Zhi was speechless for a while.

Because the meaning of Fang Bie's words is too simple and clear, so that there is no misjudgment at all.

"Isn't it too late for you to tell me this now?" Wang Zhi said slowly.

"Before then, I don't need to tell you these things." Fang Bie sighed: "Don't you think so?"

If Wang Zhi hadn't taken the initiative to advance the situation to this point, Fang Bie would not have come to Wang Zhi with such an assassination attitude and had this conversation.

"That's right." Wang Zhi nodded: "You're right, the one who started it has nothing to do with it."

"Whether I did something right or wrong, since I was the first to choose to do it, every step forward was difficult."

"But even so, you can't let go, can you?" Fang Bie said.

"Sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat. It is not my choice to get to where I am today, but the choice of my brothers. Of course, if I, Wang Zhibing, are defeated in the end, they will be like birds and beasts. By the way, I will surrender as the chief culprit." Wang Zhi said slowly.

Until now, the two of them still have no will to fight.

However, the topics discussed by the two people are generally quite pessimistic.

"So I still have to give it a try." Wang Zhi continued: "If I can survive today, then I can at least try again to see if I can create my own miracle."

"I understand what you said."

"But if you understand this, you don't necessarily have to give up like this."

Wang Zhi's words have always been gentle and well-organized.

He still doesn't look like a vicious sea robber, even if he is already the biggest sea robber.

He came from a business background, and then stepped on the road of pirates step by step. He never charged into battle by himself, jumped into gangs to kill the enemy, he just kept recovering reliable subordinates, expanding his business scope, building good relations with local tyrants, and cooperating with others. Zonglianheng finally became the identity and status it is today.

Wang Zhi is no longer a young man with a passion for book business.

He was approaching his sixtieth age, an age at which ordinary people should take care of their lives, but he insisted on asking the old man to talk about being a teenager, so he made such a statement at such a time.

Of course, this is not some juvenile madness, it is a decision made after deliberation and foresight.

No matter what slick tongue Fang Bu had, there was no way to subdue what Wang Zhi said in one sentence.

"I don't want to die." Wang Zhi continued.

Fang Bie smiled: "It's such a wonderful thing to be alive, and I don't want to die either."

"But in a life-and-death struggle, one of the two will always die, unless..." Wang Zhi looked at Fang Bie and said slowly.

"Unless you bought me." Fang Bie said with a smile.

Wang Zhi nodded: "Let's make a price. I feel that you are a person, little brother. If you don't mind, you can find an official position under me. If you don't like it, gold, silver and jewelry, rare things in the world, I will pay you." I can get it for you."

"It can be said that if the hive can give you, I can give you ten times the price."

Wang Zhi said with confidence.

He is a businessman, and the attributes of a businessman are greater than his attributes of the One Piece. At this moment, he is seriously negotiating with Fang Bie for the price of his life, and he is also not ambiguous at all.

"I know Boss Wang is a talkative person." Fang Bie sighed: "If it was normal, I would be happy to hear Boss Wang's quotation."

"Just not this time."

Wang Zhi looked at Fang Bie, a little surprised: "Why not?"

Fang Bie didn't answer.

Wang Zhi smiled: "Is it because of one person?"

"Yes." Fang Bie nodded.

"Then I have nothing to say." Wang Zhi stretched out his hand: "Please."

Please, means please do it.

For all the conditions given by the hive, Wang Zhi can increase the original price by ten times to Fang Bie, which is why Wang Zhi will hardly encounter any assassination.

Because he is really wealthy.

But no matter how rich a country is, there are no two identical leaves in this world, so there are also no two identical people.

Wang Zhi is now in his sixties, and his identity and experience are much higher than Fang Bie's. He also clearly knows that only when it comes to people, is he the enemy's riches, and there is no way to solve it.

In this case, we can only separate life and death.

Fang nodded, then raised his hand.

There was a loud bang.

The smoke was flying.

The boy raised his hand, and there was a black hole in the muzzle of the gun in his sleeve.

Or the muzzle is not accurate.

Hidden in his sleeve was a small cannon.

At this time the cannon rang.

The iron pill seemed to fly out of Fang Bie's arm.

This distance is too close.

It was so close that Wang Zhi could hardly dodge.

What's more, even if Wang Zhi exhausted his imagination, he never imagined that the assassin sent by the hive to kill him would choose to raise his hand and use cannonballs.

To be honest, if it is hundreds of years later, killing people with hot weapons is the real kingly way, and Fang Bie can also be said to represent the development direction of advanced productive forces.

But at this moment, Wang Zhi really didn't expect that Fang Bie raised his hand at most to strike the air, but what came was a bombardment.

Tie Wan came flying, there was no way to dodge it, he had to raise his hand to block it.

Wang Zhi folded his hands and stretched forward, his true energy gathered on his palms. It was too late, and then soon, the iron pill had come to Wang Zhi's palm, and its strength was extremely powerful, as if it was super powerful. He took a few steps back and left several distinct footprints on the ground before he could stand still, but he didn't expect the iron pellet in his hand to explode from it!

It turned out to be a bomb.

Wang Zhi used all his strength to try to break through the wall behind him, but Fang Bie was not idle at the moment after firing the cannon. With a flip of his wrist, a slender black sword was already in his hand, and he was flying towards Wang Zhi. swept away.

Reservoir dogs are always good for beating hard.

The young man slashed out with a sword.

Encounter hard objects.

Can't beat it.

Bounce away.

Fang Bie panted slightly and looked ahead.

Smoke filled the air.

In the smoke, came Wang Zhi's voice: "The younger generation is fearful, the younger generation is fearful."

"The old man almost confessed here today."

Saying this, Wang Zhi slowly walked out of the smoke.

The clothes are messy and tattered, and the image of the Confucian scholar who was originally calm and breezy is now indifferent. There are black marks of gunpowder smoke on his head and face, and blood is dripping from his hands.

Obviously, receiving the shells with bare hands caused a lot of damage to Wang Zhi.

But being able to catch the shells with his bare hands without dying, the man in front of him is indeed stronger than what Fang Bie originally estimated.

What Fang Bie was looking at was Wang Zhi's arm.

He just chopped something really hard.

But not bones.

On Wang Zhi's arms were two pale gold gauntlets, which Wang Zhi used just now to block Fang Bie's attack.

"Excellent." Fang Bie said lightly.

(End of this chapter)