Chapter 303: Millennium Female Corpse VS Last Warlord (24)

"Are both the young military officer and Adjutant Chen in danger of death, or is it just one of them?" At this moment, Shi Yi was unexpectedly calm.

This scene existed in the original plot, and it was at this time that Meng Liangchao suffered a fatal blow from the heroine Mi Yuyan. She had wanted to tell Meng Liangchao last night, but she was too sleepy, and when she woke up, Meng Liangchao had just left.

The heroine Mi Yuyan had already gone to the southwest with Chen Yan, and she guessed that this scene would not happen again. So she didn't think of chasing him last night.

"It's the young military officer who is in danger of death, and Adjutant Chen specifically asked me to come back to tell you."

Shi Yi helped the housekeeper to sit up, and the housekeeper murmured, "Where would he go? He will definitely come back safely, right?"

He looked at Shi Yi from the side with an ignorant, pure and sincere look, not like an old man at all.

"He will come back. Come back safely." Shi Yi held his hand and patted the back of his hand gently.

This old man must be feeling no better than anyone else at this moment.

The news of Meng Liangchao's disappearance reached Meng Yuanyao in Jinwei City. Meng Yuanyao was furious and threatened to wipe out all the assassination organizations in the country in three months.

Duan Yikai, who had already recognized him as his adoptive father, stood behind him and handled these things for him.

Meng Liangchao disappeared, but Meng Yuanyao was still busy expanding his career and ordered Adjutant Chen to temporarily take charge of Yaochuan affairs. Adjutant Chen, who survived the disaster, was so busy that he almost had no time to rest. Every time he wanted to talk to Shi Yi and the housekeeper, he couldn't.

In the same year, because of Meng Yuanyao's order to strangle and the secret encirclement of the advanced forces in the southwest, the assassination organizations in the country were eliminated and no longer had the possibility of revival. Meng Yuanyao was proud of his own power, temporarily forgot the grief of his son's disappearance, and prepared to restore the throne and become emperor in Jinwei City.

But he had just ordered someone to rush to make the dragon robe and crown needed for the throne, and announced the time of his ascension. His self-righteous behavior aroused strong opposition from the people across the country.

Under the secret propaganda of the Southwest Organization and other organizations, the anti-imperialist movement was developing in depth. On October 25, Duan Yikai, who was sent to Yunnan by Meng Yuanyao to suppress the uprising, declared independence and turned around to attack Meng Yuanyao for destroying people's livelihood and civil rights. In late November, Meng Yuanyao became ill due to worry and anger, and died of uremia on December 6.

With the death of Meng Yuanyao, Jinwei City once again became Duan Yikai's possession. He tore up the secret agreement with the Southwest Organization, secretly killed them all, arrested and beat students, and used very cruel means of suppression. People across the country were panicked.

Xiao Cui had not been in the Southwest Organization for a long time, but she had a heart for the country and the people.

Because she had served the third aunt and had no relatives at home, she continued to stay in the Xu Mansion to serve after the death of the third aunt. Because of her good tea-making skills, Duan Yikai took a fancy to her and took her with him.

The first and last task assigned to her by the organization was to reach an agreement with Duan Yikai in a peaceful manner.

Duan Yikai was now stubborn and no means would work. There was only one way. She was ready to sacrifice herself.

Xiao Cui still remembered the last time she met Duan Yikai. She made tea cakes for him according to the ancient recipe. After brewing, it was a sticky tea soup. She also added a lot of sugar, sesame seeds and raisins.

When Duan Yikai picked up the tea soup, he smiled and asked her if she would poison this messy tea soup. She was so nervous that her fingernails were shaking, but she still pretended to be calm and shook her head, saying that she didn't dare to harm him.

She saw Duan Yikai smell the tea soup, nodded with satisfaction, and drank it all. She humbly packed up the tea set and went out.

In less than four hours, Duan Yikai died of poisoning. As soon as Duan Yikai died, she immediately committed suicide.

When he was young, Duan Yikai often heard the old people say that people can see certain things they want to see before they die. If they are lucky, they can also follow the dying soul to the place where they were born.

He lay on the bed, panting heavily, and the scene in front of him was enlarged and shrunken from time to time. His room was on both sides.

He closed his eyes and opened them again, as if he saw an old friend.

"Why are you here? Shouldn't you have died in Yaochuan?" He didn't know whether he could express this sentence completely. He only remembered that the other person looked at him with empty eyes, without even a trace of pity.

He was asking for trouble. He knew it himself.

But if Duan Yikai didn't fight for himself, who would fight for him?

If he could be like this old friend, with a sweetheart who woke up for him and a father who paved the way for him, he would not be the first to bear the brunt of everything and would not be good for being scolded.

It's really annoying to compare yourself with others.

Slowly, the world in front of him began to turn upside down. He watched those passers-by in life slowly walk towards their own life endings like a bystander.

"It's cold. Really cold." The little sister held the flower basket in her arms and rubbed her hands to keep warm. She looked into the distance with confused eyes, as if waiting for someone to appear.

"Come on, come with us, our boss likes you. This is your blessing." A soldier in police uniform suddenly rushed out and pulled her to the car.

"I won't go... I'm just a flower seller... Not one of those dirty women..." She yelled at the top of her lungs, but still couldn't beat the man's strength, and the flowers in the flower basket scattered all over the floor.

"It hurts... It hurts so much... When will Brother Duan come back to see me..." She collapsed in the corner of the low wall like a rag that had been ravaged by someone. The moonlight was bright, but it couldn't illuminate her eyes.

In the early morning, when it was just dawn, she finally closed her eyes unwillingly.

She didn't wait for her brother Duan to save her.

He owed her all his life.

He felt so tired, his whole body was hot and heavy, and his soul seemed to be thrown out of his body. A face that was beautiful but still ignorant suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Help me."

"What are you worth that I should take risks for you?"

"Help me get to Xu Tianba, and I will kill him with my own hands. In return, you can get all the power of his men."

"What if I don't want to?"

"You will regret it. Moreover, you will not let go of a business that is sure to make money." The sharp eyes on the beautiful little face, like a cheetah sniper, hit his deepest heart at once. That was the obvious ambition and vigorous desire to kill.

"Can you do it? I'm afraid that he will find out before you kill him, and implicate me instead."

"Don't worry, although I, Wang Sanfeng, am an opera singer, I also understand the ethics of the rivers and lakes. Whether I get rid of Xu Tianba or not, I will commit suicide and not implicate you."

"No need. As long as you get rid of Xu Tianba, I will let you go free. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other."

He closed his eyes heavily, and before his consciousness completely faded, he thought of a poem "The excitement is theirs, and I have nothing."

Perhaps, this world has never been relevant to him.

(End of this chapter)