[Bottle evil] Troop number zero

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When Wu Xie saw Zhang Qiling, his mood seemed to be calmer than expected, and he was even relieved immediately from the tension of being chased by everyone.Of course, he didn't know why he trusted Zhang Qiling so much, he couldn't help but trust him, and felt from the bottom of his heart that the other party would not deceive him.

Zhang Qiling is a good man, he never doubted it, even if this good man might be the enemy of his uncles, he never cared.Zhang Qiling will help him, because this is Zhang Qiling's promise, now, he is just asking, there is no special meaning, he hopes that Zhang Qiling will deny it himself, and at the same time, he also hopes that his mother is intact.

"Let me ask you, where is my mother now?" Wu Xie looked directly into Zhang Qiling's dark eyes.

Next to him, the Fat King seemed a little nervous after hearing this, glanced at Wu Xie, then at Zhang Qiling, and finally quietly moved to a position where he could hug Wu Xie with a raised hand, and stood still, as if as long as Wu Xie made a move , he took a lightning shot to stop Wu Xie.

"Zhang Qiling?" Wu Xie raised her voice slightly.

The Fat King swallowed his saliva, shook his head, and winked at Zhang Qiling desperately, the meaning was very clear-don't tell the truth, don't tell the truth!

"I'm asking you." Seeing that Zhang Qiling was silent for a long time, Wu Xie frowned and became impatient.

Zhang Qiling remained silent, quiet and reticent as always, this is what Wu Xie hated the most, what he needs is not to cherish words like gold, but to speak eloquently.

So, Wu Xie raised her voice twice, pressing her step by step: "Tell me, tell me, where is my mother?"

Zhang Qiling's eyeballs moved, and the rain slid across his chest, diluting the blood on his body.

"Oh!" Fat King suddenly cried out from behind Wu Xie, "What a deep wound."

This fat king is really sharp-eyed, relying on the surrounding fire, he actually saw that Zhang Qiling was injured.Zhang Qiling's wound was hidden in the unicorn tattoo, which looked like a thin, blood-red thread, very secretive, Wu Xie, who was focused on finding out his mother's whereabouts from Zhang Qiling's mouth, could not have noticed it.Therefore, Wu Xie was obviously taken aback, his eyes slid from Zhang Qiling's face to Zhang Qiling's body.

"Deputy Zhang, the one who hurt you is a magic weapon. I have always liked weapons. I have heard of swords as thin as willow leaves. I wanted to find a chance to see them, but I didn't expect you to come to me for a live demonstration. It's really embarrassing for you. It's gone." The Fat King was still in the mood to joke.

Wu Xie wiped the rain off her eyelashes with her fingers, lowered her head, and looked for wounds on Zhang Qiling's body.

The Fat King stepped forward and continued in Wu Xie's ear, "Tuan Zuo, Vice Tuan Zhang is injured. Don't look at the thin wound. Based on my experience, the wound must be very deep. The blood just now is probably not other things. It’s someone else’s, but Deputy Zhang’s own, you should check it quickly to see if he’s hurt any internal organs.”

Recalling the previous scene, Zhang Qiling didn't say that he was covered in blood, at least half of his body was covered in blood. His terrifying appearance didn't attract Wu Xie's attention. He was injured, so he thought that the blood was not from Zhang Qiling.

Wu Xie frowned, and suddenly touched Zhang Qiling's chest. When he withdrew his hand, his fingertips were already stained with blood.Such a heavy rain can't wash away the blood on Zhang Qiling's body, which proves that Zhang Qiling has been bleeding. "Are you injured?" Wu Xie was very surprised, "You were actually injured? Did you hurt your internal organs?"

"I said earlier that the guy with the unicorn tattoo on his body is very powerful. You see, Vice President Zhang also has a unicorn tattoo. Maybe the guy who hurt him is as powerful as him!" The fat king picked up the pistol/gun, held it in front of Wu Xie and shook it Huang, "Tuan Zuo, let's talk later if you have anything to say. Let's send Vice Tuan Zuo Zhang to the hospital first."

"Send it to the hospital, aren't we still being chased?" Wu Xie didn't forget his sad situation. "Zhang Qiling, we can't go back to the villa. Let's hide in the military camp. There are military doctors there."

"That's right! Go to the barracks!" The Fat King pushed the two from behind, telling them to run away.

"However, I still want to ask, my mother..."

"What are you asking, how much time was wasted, you guys want to die, but I don't want to be buried with you." The Fat King interrupted Wu Xie rudely.

"You." Wu Xie turned to stare at the fat king.

The fat king yelled, "Why are you staring? He can't run away. If you ask later, he will die. It's important to save your life!"

Zhang Qiling was injured, and at the same time there were pursuers, it seemed that it was really inappropriate to ask this matter at this juncture, Wu Xie was quite entangled and uncomfortable, hesitating, and his steps were not so steady on the muddy road.

After running for a while, Wu Xie stepped into a puddle, his trouser legs were wet, and he staggered a bit.It doesn't matter, what's terrible is that the fat king behind him stepped into the puddle like him, but he didn't stop his fat body and bumped into Wu Xie. Wu Xie saw that a dog was about to eat mud.

At the critical moment, Zhang Qiling made a move. He grabbed Wu Xie's arm and dragged Wu Xie to his side. The fat king was unlucky, lost his body support, and threw himself forward with an unstable center of gravity. There was a muffled sound between heaven and earth.

"Ah!" The Fat King screamed.

Zhang Qiling tugged at Wu Xie's sleeve.

Just as Wu Xie stood still, when he heard the scream of the fat king, he was about to help him, but Zhang Qiling pulled his sleeve. He thought that something was wrong with Zhang Qiling, so he hurriedly turned his head to look at Zhang Qiling.

"Huh? Has it touched your wound?" Wu Xie hurriedly aimed at Zhang Qiling's chest.

Zhang Qiling shook his head, his eyes were as deep as a pool, "I'm sorry, Wu Xie." He let go of Wu Xie's arm and said in a low voice.

Wu Xie stood still for a few seconds, and suddenly, he trembled as if struck by lightning. "What did you say? What are you sorry for? What are you sorry for me?" He asked quickly.

"What the hell are you talking about, you guys, I'm such a big guy lying on the ground! Ouch, I've lost my waist, come and help me." The fat king took the hand sewage and walked towards Wu Xie, "Help, group seat!"

Wu Xie was indifferent, the sewage was not a hidden weapon, it didn't hurt or itch when it hit him.At this moment, all his attention was on Zhang Qiling, he couldn't care about the fat king on the ground.

"Zhang Qiling, what did you just... say?" Wu Xie took a step forward and met Zhang Qiling's eyes.

Zhang Qiling looked at him with a guilty expression on his face.

"Zhang Qi Ling?"

"I'm sorry, Wu Xie."

Wu Xie's complexion turned pale suddenly, and his lips were bloodless. He looked at Zhang Qiling in disbelief, and kept looking at that "honest" Zhang family head.A few seconds later, he suddenly laughed, rubbed his hand in his pocket, and took out an object wrapped in a handkerchief.

"Zhang Qiling, let me ask you one last time, where's my mother?" Wu Xie asked tremblingly.

Zhang Qiling looked at him depressedly, and slowly shook his head.

"Where's my mother!" Wu Xie roared.

Fat King snorted, looked at Zhang Qiling's side face and cursed, "It's hard for you to delay for a while, this is running for your life, what kind of confession, no brains!" Well, shouting or not, it's all his own business.

Wu Xie threw away the handkerchief, and held up the mutton jade hairpin of the ancient tung flower in the rainstorm, her shoulders trembled, her eyes were sad and angry, "Your servant said that my mother is dead, I don't believe it, she showed me this jade hairpin, I still don't believe it, I think she is separating us. You know, I trust you so much, just like trusting my relatives. You said you would save my mother, and we have become like this because of my mother. I can abandon everything, As long as my mother is alive. You are lucky, you didn’t fulfill your promise, and you came to lie to me? Your conscience was eaten by a dog, and you lied to me!" Wu Xie's face was pale and frightening, and the fingers holding the mutton jade hairpin were also sore due to excessive force. The joints turned white, and the Fat King looked at Wu Xie, feeling very uncomfortable, always feeling that if he continued to exert such force, his finger bones would break.

"Zhang Qiling..." Wu Xie's eyes were moist, full of sadness and grievance, the water marks on his face were rainwater before, but now they must be tears.

The Fat King sighed, "Oh."

"Zhang Qiling, what do you think we should do? You said you lied to me!" Wu Xie curled up the corners of his mouth and pulled out a painful smile.

Zhang Qiling's face was ashen, and he was slightly taken aback when he saw the mutton jade hairpin, then shook his head without saying a word.

"Zhang Qi Ling!"

"I said Tuan Zuo, don't force him. He didn't do it on purpose. I heard in the teahouse that someone else killed your mother."

"Hehe. Even the King of the Mountain knows, but I don't. My mother died, and I was the last one to know?" Wu Xie smiled sarcastically.

"You can't say that, Tuan Zuo, although I don't like him hiding it from you, after all, Mrs. Wu has gone, it's a big deal, but he's doing it for your own good, and after getting along for so long, I can see that he is a good person, What's more, you are still colleagues, I think..."

"Wu Xie."

The fat man was teaching Wu Xie, but Zhang Qiling would interrupt. The fat man was stunned for a while, and gave Zhang Qiling a sideways look, "Don't talk, you will be even more angry if you talk about group seats."

But Zhang Qiling didn't accept the Fat King's kindness, raised his hand, and held the ancient black gold knife in front of Wu Xie's eyes. His light tone contained the heaviness and guilt that others could feel, "I broke my trust in you, and I am willing to pay for my life with my life."

"Don't, don't!" Fat King hurriedly jumped up from the ground covered in mud, "Tuan Zuo, Tuan Zuo, please be rational, people cannot be resurrected after death, if you cut him down, there will be no such person as Vice Tuan Zuo Zhang in the world." Already!" Fat King was enthusiastic and quick-hearted, feeling that this matter had to be taken care of, held his breath, and used all his strength to snatch the black gold ancient knife.

Who is Zhang Qiling, how could someone snatch the knife easily, but the Fat King is so powerful that even Zhang Qiling was knocked a few meters away by him.

"Swords have no eyes, take it easy, Vice President Zhang." Fat Dawang Zhang Qiling shouted.

Zhang Qiling looked at the silent Wu Xie, who was standing in the rain, smiling in pain, smiling and weeping.At that time, when he left the villa, he still thought how good it would be if Wu Xie could keep laughing.But now, he was smiling, but it wasn't the smile he wanted.Wu Xie's smile was taken away by him, whether it was sooner or later, it seemed to be destined.

"Wu Xie." Zhang Qiling said lightly, "Take one arm first."

In Wu Xie's eyes, Zhang Qiling's hazy shadow raised the ancient black gold knife towards him.

"Hey, hey, hey!" The fat king rushed towards Zhang Qiling with all his fat on his body, "You're crazy!"

Wu Xie was called back to his soul by the fat king's shout, and when he saw Zhang Qiling slashing at his left arm with a knife in one hand, he felt a sudden panic and pain in his heart.

That's too late!

"clang!"

"My day!" The Fat King flew towards Zhang Qiling, using ten successes in this collision, knocking Zhang Qiling's ancient black gold knife into the air?

No, the credit is not with the Fat King, but with the Zhang family who rushed over. The Zhang family with the scar on his face threw something and hit Zhang Qiling's acupuncture points.

"Don't think too hard." The Fat King firmly grabbed Zhang Qiling's wrist, "Damn it, you still owe me a pair of pants!"

"Patriarch." Scared Zhang's family walked quickly to Zhang Qiling's side, and they were obviously taken aback when they saw the mutton jade hairpin in Wu Xie's hand sideways.

"Patriarch, how could you do this?" Scared Zhang's family looked at Wu Xie, but questioned Zhang Qiling.

The fat man squinted his eyes, thinking who is this person, he seems to have a higher status?

The Zhang family from behind gathered around one after another, and someone went to pick up Zhang Qiling's ancient black gold knife.

Scar Zhang's family paused for a while, seeing that Zhang Qiling didn't respond to him, and didn't continue to question him, but walked up to Wu Xie, looked at the mutton jade hairpin in Wu Xie's hand, and said, "Master Wu, you can't take the life of the patriarch. His life was protected by your mother's life."