Chapter 515: Sooner or later, everyone will die
Beneath the blazing flames, behind the smoke were countless faces running around and cowering in the prison.
The heat spread down from above the stairs.
Inside the dungeon, a man with messy long hair and ragged clothes seemed oblivious to everything around him, even to the shrill cries and howls coming from above.
His eyes, whose thoughts were indistinguishable, stared at the people outside with interest through the gaps in their hair.
Zhao Gong took advantage of the chaos to disguise himself as "Xie Wuying", squatted by the wall with his arms around himself, staring at the madman inside the fence without saying a word.
He knew that the other party had already seen that he was not Young Master Wu Ying.
He also knew that the other party understood it in his heart, and he knew that he had seen through the matter.
When someone came outside with kerosene to "clean up" the trouble, Zhao Gong had already smelled the smell in the air.
He thought to himself, "Oh no!" and was about to get up when he suddenly heard the other party "tsk" twice as if he was not very satisfied.
He thought he had misheard and had just moved halfway.
Front: "Tsk, tsk."
The next second, he suddenly felt his knees go weak and he suddenly knelt on the ground.
At that moment, he suddenly realized why Xie Wuying had that worried look in his eyes when they had just taken the opportunity to communicate.
He is indeed a madman.
"There's a fire up there."
"Just let it go, it's not the first time." The madman was playing with the hair on his forehead.
The hair curled around the fingertips that were full of wounds, as if it could not feel half the pain, curling it up and letting it down.
A pair of eyes, watching the fun, stared at Zhao Gong who had changed his appearance, with a gleam in their eyes.
"How did you do that?" he asked suddenly.
"What?"
Zhao Gong didn't react for a moment.
The other party raised his chin slightly, indicating that he was "special."
Zhao Gong deliberately obscured the other party's meaning and asked him in return: "No one can get out of this rage. Let me go, and I will find a way to get you out."
"Heh." A light laugh.
The madman shook his long hair violently and said with a smile: "I can't die, but you, if you tell me how you did it, I can save you."
The smoke and temperature around were rising rapidly, and Zhao Gong was already feeling a little nervous.
He and his master have been in Qinglong Village for so long, and he has always wanted to know who the mysterious man imprisoned in the dungeon is, but he has never found a chance.
Unexpectedly, Young Master Wu Ying accidentally found an opportunity.
He didn't want to miss this opportunity, so he gathered his wits and used the spray given by the Xie family god to create a brief chaos in the dungeon, taking the opportunity to swap Young Master Wu Ying out.
It was a risky move, but it turned out to be effective.
Unfortunately, this disguise did not last long after the other party recovered from the pain.
A group of brothers from Qinglong Village rushed out in fear and hurriedly looked for help.
He also wanted to take advantage of the chaos to go out, but his ankle was inexplicably fixed in place.
He was "kept" by the madman inside.
When those people came in again to interrogate after searching around and failing to catch anyone, Zhao Gong, who had remained silent, suddenly understood under the other party's sharp and secretly sneering gaze.
The other party recognized that he was a fake.
The smell of smoke was pungent, the temperature was rising, and the terrified screams coming from the stairs above were even more heart-wrenching.
Zhao Gong frowned, he couldn't waste any more time here.
The subordinates waiting outside will send a signal to their master and General Xie when they see Xie Wuying.
He looked deeply at the man trapped inside, hesitated for a moment, and then made a quick decision to give up this opportunity.
The master’s words are still fresh in my mind.
If an opportunity is truly unattainable, it is not ours, so just pretend it doesn't exist.
Zhao Gong, who has been with Han Qiguang for many years, is just like his master. He focuses on doing what he can do and does not worry about things he cannot do.
Once you make a decision in your heart.
Zhao Gong was trying to find an opportunity to rush out, but he had no idea how a madman who was imprisoned by bandits could control his movements?
Zhao Gong felt that he had underestimated his enemy, and the two men confronted each other for a long time.
He laid his cards on the table.
Without needing the other party to expose him personally, he directly introduced himself and raised his hand to take off the disguise on his face.
I thought that by doing this, the other party would let go, and even if they didn't let go, it wouldn't be like before.
Unexpectedly, the other party became even more interested when he saw him take off his disguise.
Zhao Gong felt regretful.
"How did you do that?" The madman changed his posture, swinging the heavy chains hanging on his wrists, leaning on his legs and staring at him with his chin in his hands.
Zhao Gong frowned: "You want to die here?"
The madman shook his head nonchalantly, "I told you, I can't die. Are you scared?"
Zhao Gong couldn't help but curse in his heart.
The people outside want to burn them to death. Isn’t he afraid?
Zhao Gong stared at him intently, "Wait, you said you can't die?"
"Um."
"Is there another escape route here?"
The madman lifted his hair from his eyes and looked at him with a raised eyebrow, "No."
Zhao Gong: "..."
If he wasn't inferior in skills, he would definitely kill the madman in front of him!
"All the innocent people up there will be burned to death."
"No, they're already dead."
Zhao Gong:!!!
He couldn't beat him, and he couldn't escape. At this moment, Zhao Gong really understood what Master Wu Ying's desperate roar meant when he first came in!
This guy is so maddening!
Moreover, he talks nonsense, making it impossible to communicate with him.
"Someone come——"
"Help—help me!"
“I don’t want to die!!!”
"Mom—"
The shrill screams in the fire kept torturing Zhao Gong's ears and heart.
He stared at the other person intently.
"You are really crazy."
“Hahahahahaha!”
He burst into laughter. What Zhao Gong said was like a compliment to him, making him feel happy both physically and mentally.
After a hearty laugh, he said, "Why take it so seriously? We're all going to die sooner or later. We don't live long anyway, so what's there to save?"
Zhao Gong's hand unconsciously touched his waist.
A trace of her gaze fell on him, and she said with a smile: "That thing is no longer useful to me now, so stop bothering me."
Zhao Gong's hand paused slightly.
Under the other person's close gaze, he slowly took out his hand.
The madman's face indeed showed a look of satisfaction.
At the last moment before letting go, Zhao Gong decisively aimed the anti-wolf spray given by God at the madman with lightning speed and sprayed him wildly!
At the same moment, Zhao Gong held his breath, supported himself with one hand, and with an effort, he lifted his body off the ground and flew into the air. He used the railings and the walls for leverage, and after several aerial flips, he jumped directly to the corner of the stairs, completely avoiding the opponent's grip.
He had been thinking about this several times in his mind when the two of them were confronting each other. Every time he tried to escape from the other party's sight, he would inevitably be "attacked" by the other party in secret.
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