The arrogance of the city

Chapter 1854
Zuma's eyes were fixed like a ghost, maybe because she knew the dangerous situation she was in, she didn't beg for mercy, and she acted quite tough.

Li Futu didn't beat, scold or torture at will like Hei Wuchang, he just stood there and spoke softly.

"Tell me your next plan and where you plan to march. As long as you cooperate, I can save your life."

"Ha, ha ha..."

Zuma sneered for a long time, ignoring the blood still dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"You want me to be a traitor? I advise you not to waste your efforts. If you want to kill or cut, you can do whatever you want. Anyway, your human race will come to be buried with me in the near future!"

Although his character is not good, he has to admit that the young lord of Zuma City is not lacking in courage. He is neither humble nor overbearing when he is trapped in the enemy's camp, and would rather die than surrender.

Li Futu looked at him quietly.

Zuma, who was tightly tied to the chair by the iron chain, raised his head and looked at him without dodging or avoiding. His eyes were full of undisguised hatred and murderous intent.

"Stop stubbornly resisting. You humans cannot be our opponents. Surrendering and being our slaves is your only way out!"

Ignoring his clamor, Li Futu turned around and walked out.

"He's still so reckless at this point, Emperor Yan, I'll kill him!"

Outside the tent, Heiwuchang said with a ruthless expression, as if he was about to rush in and cut Zuma into pieces.

"What's the use of killing him?"

Li Futu asked softly.

"At least let Old Demon see what will happen to them in the future!"

Hei Wuchang replied: "Isn't he the young lord of Zuma City? He is more or less a figure in Old Demon's side. Cutting off his head and sending it over will at least dampen Old Demon's morale!"

Li Futu shook his head.

"Things have come to this, killing a young city lord is impossible to affect the old devil's determination to fight to the end."

"How about that?"

Hei Wuchang looked thoughtful, and then said fiercely: "How about I go and call the Clown King, isn't he quite tough? I see in the hands of the Clown King, can he still be tough!"

The Clown King is basically a madman with a mental disorder. Human nature and conscience have been wiped out in him, and his heart is crueler than any so-called murderer in the world. die.

Many captive Old Demons died in his inhuman torture methods.

Although it is not in line with humanitarianism, the senior officials of the Holy Alliance turned a blind eye to this.

"No need."

Li Futu still shook his head, rejecting Heiwuchang's proposal.

He dragged Zuma back with great effort, not to send an experimental product to the Clown King.

"Then Emperor Yan means..."

Hei Wuchang asked.

"Let him go."

Li Futu opened his mouth plainly, and realized something amazing.

Heiwuchang was taken aback for a moment, and then his expression changed uncontrollably.

Naturally, his loyalty and respect to Emperor Yan did not need to be described in words, but when he heard that he was going to release Zuma who was finally captured, his eyes still showed strong incomprehension.

"Let him go? Emperor Yan, why? Even if killing him won't affect the situation of the war, letting him go back will give Old Demon more strength."

The truth is indeed this truth.

Hei Wuchang's doubts are justified.

Li Futu looked at him and smiled faintly.

"Do you think it is more important to kill a young city lord, or to let the old demons have civil strife?"

Black impermanence does not understand its meaning.

Although I feel a little sorry for He Shi Yanran, in this war, there is no place for any kindness.

Li Futu knew that a living Zuma was forever more valuable than a dead body.

As long as Zuma is determined to return alive, Heshi City will definitely suffer from suspicion, and may even be considered to be in collusion with the human race.

Even if they can't really fight among themselves, at least they can successfully arouse suspicion and guard against each other within the old demons. Zuma Changding will be of maximum value.

Of course, Li Futu did not explain all this to Hei Wuchang in detail.

"It can't be too obvious. It's better to let him feel that he escaped by himself, understand?"

Hei Wuchang nodded slowly, and watched Li Futu leave, his eyes still full of confusion.

……

"Uncle Three."

Under the moonlight, a figure appeared in front of him.

Li Futu paused, then walked over.

As the distance narrowed, the man's face gradually became clear.

The Qin family, Qin Polu.

"Third Uncle, have you seen Yuyi?"

Qin Polu nodded, no sadness or joy could be seen on that resolute face.

"I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of Yuyi."

When Li Futu opened his mouth, guilt and self-blame finally appeared on his face, which had not shown any emotion.

As a husband, how can I be indifferent to my wife's fate.

It's just that the responsibility on his shoulders prevented him from being immersed in negative emotions, and he couldn't even stay by Qin Yuyi's side for more.

"none of your business."

Qin Polu shook his head.

"On the battlefield, how can we not sacrifice blood? I heard that millions of soldiers have died in battle. Those soldiers who died are also children of other families. If they can sacrifice, why can't the children of our Qin family."

Li Futu was silent.

Qin Polu stared at him.

"You don't need to blame yourself too much. You are now the commander of the Holy Alliance, and you are responsible for the rise and fall of the entire human race. The relationship between you and Yuyi is insignificant under your current status."

Qin Polu looked at the city of Ceara on the other side of the rolling Amazon River.

"Your decision is correct. Only by winning this war can Yuyi, even the sacrifice of millions of soldiers, not be wasted."

Li Futu stood beside him silently.

"Before I came, my eldest brother said that our Qin family is proud of Yuyi, and we are also proud of you."

"Third Uncle, you shouldn't have come."

Li Futu spoke.

"The real war has not really started yet, and no one can predict what will happen next. If something happens to you, I can't explain it to Yuyi."

Qin Polu raised the corner of his mouth and laughed.

"What, you're worried about taking responsibility?"

"Don't worry, before coming here, I have communicated with Yuyi, and she supports my decision."

Li Futu turned his head, and suddenly found a wisp of frost emerging from the temples of this unmarried man.

Sure enough, no matter how great a hero is, he can't resist the passage of time.

"I, Qin Polu, was a warrior. I was stubborn when I was young, and guarded the family business in middle age. I haven't done anything commendable so far. Now that I have encountered such a disaster, I can't continue to just sit by and watch."

"On a big scale, bringing peace to all generations is the highest mission of every martial arts practitioner. On a small scale, Old Demons have caused my niece to become like this. Shouldn't I ask them for an explanation?"

With a smile on his face, Qin Polu stood on the bank of the Amazon River. Although he was no longer as outstanding as he was when he was young, he was more romantic than before.

(End of this chapter)