The Last Mecha

Chapter 68 Ashes and Death

Wu Gou walked out of the Chu family's mansion all the way, and even crossed a few streets without encountering any obstacles, and it can be confirmed that no one followed behind.

He exhaled hot air, and Jiang Song under the light was reflected in his eyes.

In fact, in his heart, his attitude towards Chu Yitang was not what he expressed.

If there is a smart person who returned from the same century, and the cooperation between the two can make him get twice the result with half the effort, in fact, even if the other party is a little careful, it will not hurt.

It should be said that there will definitely be.

But it was impossible for Wu Gou to release the dominance and let the other party control it. He showed the power of devouring blood to frighten Chu Yitang, and said some half-ruthless words, and then left, which meant this.

There is no irreconcilable conflict between the two of them. Give him a time to calmly think, and he should understand what kind of attitude and sincerity he needs to release in order to cooperate with a man who came from the future machine war god.

How can there be so much rice on such a big plate?

Wu Gou originally believed that people who could survive in the post-apocalyptic era were smart, but now, Chu Yitang's reaction and performance made him feel that this person was a bit stupid.

The hesitant and inconsistent attitude, the panic and even the choice of using his family as a shield touched Wu Gou's bottom line.

This person is not easy to use.

And the news he revealed at the end, if true, would be a death sentence for his IQ.

If you don't have a gun in your hand, how can you tell others that you have bullets?

In such a hurry to submit a paperwork, he had no way of explaining the rationality of it, and secondly, an unknown person who appeared suddenly had no power and power, and could easily become a tool in the hands of a big shot.

Can't cooperate.

After thinking for a moment, Wu Gou came to the conclusion that contacting this person would easily cause fire.Jiang Mulin will come to Jiang Song right away, and he may not be much slower to follow the route he planned in his heart.

But how to cut is another problem. If Chu Yitang is a smart person, it's easy to handle, but it's hard to predict what he will do with this kind of guy who is not smart enough.

He subconsciously bit his fingertips, thinking that it would be difficult to go back and kill this person when things came to an end. In case Emperor Wu received Xinzhen and sent someone to come in two days, only the corpse was found. After this investigation, he had contact with him It's hard for me to say whether I can get away with it.

I have to think of a way to make this guy completely afraid to get involved with him.

In the dimly lit room, Chu Yitang sat on the chair in a daze for a long time, then he suddenly reached out, grabbed another porcelain bowl on the corner of the table and smashed it to pieces.

He thought that as a young man who had no foundation since he was a child, it was enough for him to rely on his advantages for two years, but in the end he was slapped hard by someone.

As expected of the former Mech War God, not to mention the qi weapon, it is still at the quality level, and has even been completely domesticated. The power he displayed made Chu Yitang no longer have the idea of ​​using violence.

His slender fingers tapped on the table, his face full of irritability.

What did Wu Gou mean by his harsh words, tearing his face apart?But he really didn't do that, so what?
If not, is there any room for redemption.

Should we lower our profile and talk again, or use the card of the emperor.
"Uncle Liu, where are you, Uncle Liu? Quickly light up the lights, it's so dark that it's too dark to die."

Chu Yitang yelled downstairs, but he didn't get any response. He couldn't help frowning, wondering in his heart that this old housekeeper who had served the Chu family for decades also neglected his duties.

After a while, there was a loud sound of leather shoes stepping heavily on the floor tiles downstairs, and then the old man said out of breath, "Young master, there is another guest."

Chu Yitang was taken aback for a moment, and then his brows beamed with joy.

"His Majesty's response has arrived so soon?"

I don't know when, the lights on the main street in the rich area were turned off, sand and stones were flying, the ground was covered with moonlight by the thick hooves of the bowl, and the dark carts pulled by two strong horses cut through the shadows, but there was not much movement.

Masks made of black iron enveloped the heads of these tall and ferocious beasts. Pale air was sprayed between the roaring lips and teeth, and the scarlet brilliance in the eyes pierced the night.

Amidst the ear-piercing sound of howling, the carriage stopped abruptly in front of the Chu family's foreign-style building. There was no pattern on the pure black carriage, except for the sterling silver logo embedded in the middle, and a long sword piercing the crescent moon.

The man coming down from inside couldn't see clearly, his whole face was covered by a jet-black gentleman's hat and a windbreaker with a stand-up collar.

He stood up straight, like a nail stuck in the ground, and at night, the wind blew, quietly lifting a corner of the coat at his feet, and the black-blue color flowed like running water.

"I'm sorry, only the young master is at home in the Chu family tonight. If you need to find the master, please come back another day."

Uncle Liu said politely, but the man passed by at the same time, his footsteps were so soft that there was no sound, he pulled the brim of his hat, and said in the classic capital vernacular: "It doesn't matter, I am looking for Young Master Chu."

He kept walking, and then disappeared behind the shadow in the corner of the wall, leaving Uncle Liu standing there, his hands trembling, and a large stream of bright red blood flowed down his lower abdomen.

In the next second, the old figure fell limply to the ground, his eyes widened.

"Just in case, Chu Yitang, Young Master Chu, is that your Excellency?"

The man asked loudly, his face was still unclear in the dark room, and his body was frighteningly erect under the long windbreaker.

Although he knew that it was someone sent by Emperor Wu, for some reason, Chu Yitang felt a very uncomfortable feeling from this man. He subconsciously put his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist, and nodded in answer: "It's me."

"A week ago, you sent a flying letter to the capital with your father Chu Guangyin's connections. The recipient was Zhang Dong, the head of Fengtian Academy, but you?"

"Yes."

"That's good--"

At the end of the last sentence, Chu Yitang only felt that time slowed down dozens of times, and the sense of crisis in his heart was like a mountain torrent. Without hesitation, he swung his knife almost instinctively. Qinghua and Xuehong are in a mess!
"Crack!"

The oil lamp on the table was broken into several pieces, and the fire burned more and more along the wick that fell to the ground.

"patta-patta-"

Amidst the burning movement, the sound of large streams of liquid falling to the ground continued. The pain made Chu Yitang tremble all over. on the arm.

The fire carried the wind, and almost rushed off the gentleman's hat of the man in front of him. Light and shadow were carved on his black and blue face, white gas was sprayed from the iron-faced mouth, and red light was shining in the two eye holes.

"You...you are..."

Chu Yitang hadn't finished his half-sentence while smoking Leng Zi, the lights all over the room flashed like ashes on the tip of the knife, and his body divided into two was reflected on the blood-stained knife surface.

The man flicked the blade, and the flying blood spots drew hideous red marks on the wall, dripping down.

Three guys in the same attire came up the stairs behind him, and one of them was holding several thick stacks of yellowed letter paper.

"Prophet, is this the only one?" asked the leader.

"Only his name is on the letter."

"That's fine, call it a day. Parents and the like, just in case, kill everyone who has anything to do with it, and burn everything. Don't tell him to hide anything."

"Do you want to check who else he has been in contact with recently?"

"No need."

"But."

"I said no need."

"it is good."

Letters fluttered into the flames, and knowledge that was priceless in this age was reduced to ashes.

The dark carriage carried the four of them speeding all the way, and soon disappeared. The lights on the street were turned on again, but at this moment they were no longer the protagonists.

The Chu family had turned into a sea of ​​flames, and the three-storey ocean building collapsed amidst exclamations, sparks flew, and all the secrets were buried in this night.

(End of this chapter)