In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

Just one sentence filled the entire tower with a chilling air.

The eyes of countless substitutes also became complicated and contradictory after Substitute No. [-] said these words.

eight years.

Stand No. [-] has been a stand-in for eight years, a worthless shadow for eight years.

He didn't even have a chance to replace Zhang Xiangbei.

He has been thinking that one day, Zhang Xiangbei will need him.

Your own existence must also have value.

Until the news of Zhang Xiangbei's death came.

His whole body fell into despair.

Eight years of hard work and struggle have completely turned into nothing.

His dream of becoming the legendary Zhang Xiangbei of Beimang was also shattered.

Everything becomes meaningless.

But today, the general told them that in half a year, one of their substitutes would become Zhang Xiangbei and hold a comeback ceremony in his place.

His dead heart came back to life.

But as soon as this dream started, it was shattered by a man who called himself Zhang Xiangbei.

"Am I still alive to hold you back?"

Faced with the emotional question from Stand No. [-], Zhang Ruoyu asked calmly.

"We will be worthless if you live." Substitute No. [-] turned around and walked downstairs.

Standing in front of Zhang Ruoyu.

He was wearing a Beimang military uniform and a Beimang military cap. His facial features had been adjusted, and he had a cold temperament. His dark eyes were chilly.

"You're dead." Substitute No. [-] stared at Zhang Ruoyu with a murderous look in his eyes. "We are the ones who have value."

"Let you become worthless trash." Zhang Ruoyu opened his thin lips slightly and said calmly. "I'm very sorry."

Substitute No. [-]'s pupils suddenly shrank.

His whole body was filled with strong murderous intent.

"Anyway, you've already died once." Substitute No. [-] slowly walked towards Zhang Ruoyu, and a Beimang saber appeared in his hand.

"How about dying again?"

His voice just fell.

Several more stand-ins jumped down the steps and stood behind stand-in No. [-].

The cold light of Beimang's sword appeared.

Some of them lived in the tower for eight years, some for six or seven years. Their youth, their most precious years, were all spent in the tower.

All substitutes have received devil training.

They all survived the special training Zhang Xiangbei went through in Beimang.

Even more than Zhang Xiangbei paid.

They worked hard to perfect the details that didn't look like Zhang Xiangbei's.

They tried their best to make themselves more like Zhang Xiangbei than the substitutes around them.

But when the living Zhang Xiangbei appeared, they lost their value again.

Because Zhang Xiangbei is still alive.

They will never become Zhang Xiangbei.

The general saw that Substitute No. [-] had murderous intentions.

He slowly took a few steps back, turned around, and walked toward the door.

Substitute No. [-] is the most similar.

It is also the most powerful among all the substitutes.

The training resources he has are even richer and more powerful than those of Zhang Xiangbei who was in Beimang back then.

Whether it is tactical reserves, individual combat, or leadership skills, marching and fighting, he has been trained to the top.

The general backed out of the tower and locked the door. He would pretend that nothing happened today.

His report was that a criminal pretending to be Zhang Xiangbei was killed by General Zhang's stand-ins.

General Zhang is still alive?

As we all know, his authority does not support his understanding of high-level insider information, including the cause of General Zhang's death.

How would he know that the man who called himself Zhang Xiangbei was real?

He took a deep breath, threw the keys into the ditch, turned around, and was about to leave in the car.

But he was stunned by the scene on the huge school field in front of him.

It was so dark that the Beimang Army could not be seen to the end.

The flag is bright and fluttering in the wind.

Beimang Marshal Long Fei.

The leader of the eight ace divisions in Beimang.

Everyone stood on the school field in silence.

As if waiting for a military parade, he stood motionless in place.

The general opened his mouth. For just a moment, he was sweating profusely and his calves were cramped.

He nodded slightly, and a professional smile appeared on his originally majestic and fierce face.

Then he lowered his head and reached into the black, stinky ditch with no transparency to retrieve the key.

He became more and more anxious, and finally jumped in to look for the key.

Here is his chassis.

The tower was specially rebuilt by him.

All the substitutes inside were secretly recruited by him.

If Zhang Xiangbei dies, he will die in the tower.

Then he can only be buried with him.

Oh no.

Beimang might destroy all nine of his tribes.

"What are you looking for?"

Beside the smelly ditch, Long Fei squatted and lit a cigarette and asked calmly.

"Find a key."

The general raised his pitch-black face. His whole body was polluted by black water and smelled very bad, but he grinned and his teeth were quite white: "A key to restarting your life."

Long Fei shook his head and said, "Why would you restart such a terrible life?"

"It is better to die than to live." The general finally found the key and also found the substitutes who had just entered the tower. They were so excited that they went to the temple to pray for peace.

Peace and happiness were prayed to Zhang Xiangbei.

The stand-ins at that time wished their idols a long life.

The general was entrusted by the substitutes and wanted to give peace and happiness to Zhang Xiangbei.

But as soon as the general went out, he threw it into the smelly ditch.