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Chapter 710 A damn talent
Captain Zhao was indeed a master. With three strikes and five strikes, the attacking demon-suppressing soldiers were instantly killed and injured.

He was so fast, so ruthless and decisive that I didn't even have time to take action. The battle was already over.

A man with broken legs was lying on the ground struggling desperately. He tried to pick up the rocket launcher that fell on the ground, but was kicked backwards by Captain Zhao.

He climbed quickly with his hands, but his eyes were full of tears, and he shouted: "Zhao Siyu! Why don't you die! Why don't you die!"

"Why did you become like this!"

Zhao Siyu walked over, stepped on the demon-suppressing soldier's face, and said, "How many more of you are there? Where are they hiding?"

The man was trampled so hard that he screamed and was speechless.

In the narration, someone shouted: "Captain Zhao! Turn back!"

"We are the demon-suppressing soldiers of Middle-earth, and we are the guardians of the people. As long as you look back, you will still be our captain!"

"Following the old gods is selling your soul!"

My face suddenly changed.

This Captain Zhao used to be the captain of the Secret Bureau!

These demon-suppressing soldiers were his former subordinates.

Captain Zhao smiled and said: "Turn back? I would like to advise you to believe in the great Corruptor of the World."

"In a word, as long as you are willing to fuck with me, we will still be good brothers from now on!"

The demon-suppressing soldier who was stepped on by him roared angrily and grabbed Zhao Siyu's ankles with both hands, trying to knock him to the ground.

But the light of the sword flickered, and the demon-suppressing soldier's arms were immediately cut into two pieces, and blood poured out.

The demon-suppressing soldier was extremely brave. Even though his legs and arms were broken, he still opened his mouth full of blood to bite him.

It's just that Zhao Siyu was wearing Martin boots. He bit into the hard cowhide and said vaguely: "He has been polluted by his soul!"

"He is no longer our captain!"

Zhao Siyu kicked out, and the demon-suppressing soldier's brain exploded and he flew far away.

He said impatiently: "I repeat, I am not contaminated by souls."

"On the contrary, you have been brainwashed by Middle-earth. I know you want to save the residents here, but have you ever thought about it, do they need you to save them?"

"Someone, tie them up!"

Someone immediately rushed up, tied up the remaining four demon-suppressing soldiers, and hung them high on the flagpole next to the square.

The four demon-suppressing soldiers were scarred and dying.

Some had their heads drooped, as if they had resigned themselves to their fate.Some also scowled angrily and cursed loudly.

Zhao Siyu looked at them with a smile, and suddenly his eyes fell on me.

He said loudly: "Brother Luo Ya, it turns out you are here too."

"Just in time, I'll open your eyes today."

"Have you ever killed the demon-suppressing soldiers?"

I said nonchalantly: "I've killed a lot. What? Do you want me to kill a few demon-suppressing soldiers as a token of recognition?"

Zhao Siyu smiled and said, "I won't do such boring things."

He looked at the four tied up demon-suppressing soldiers and said, "I used to be the garrison officer of the Dali Sanctuary. I was under the command of the southern Yunnan demon-suppressing envoy of the demon-suppressing soldiers, and was the captain of the ninth brigade."

"My brigade had a maximum strength of 1000 people. Later, in order to reinforce the Kyoto battlefield, I dispatched two squads with more than [-] people."

I instantly understood.

It turns out that the eight hundred demon-suppressing soldiers who died in the battle were all his men!
And these remnant soldiers should be the few who survived the war by luck.

But what happened to Zhao Siyu?

The demon-suppressing soldiers under his command are still fighting desperately against the old god, but this captain has become the lackey of the old god?

What the hell happened to him?
Is your soul polluted?
wrong.

With the ability of my pair of talisman eyes, I can clearly distinguish who is polluted by the soul and who is not polluted by the soul at a glance.

Zhao Siyu's soul is normal and very powerful.

There is no messy stuff mixed into it.

He is a pure human being with a normal soul and normal body.

The reason why it became like this was entirely due to changes in my own mentality.

A tied-up demon-suppressing soldier made a sound and spat.

He said in a hoarse voice: "You are not Zhao Siyu! You have been contaminated by the soul of the old god!"

Zhao Siyu smiled and said, "Whatever you think."

"But there is one thing I want to tell you. When we were in the Dali shelter area, supplies were scarce, and the common people were allotted one steamed bun per day."

"I don't know how many people are hungry and freezing."

"The God Envoy has asked for material support countless times, but there has been no response."

"Most of the supplies in Middle-earth are given priority to those large sanctuaries and frontal battlefields. No one cares about our small sanctuaries."

"There is only one order from above, which is to make us self-sufficient."

"Do you know how many people starved to death every day in the original Dali shelter area?"

When the demon-suppressing soldiers heard this, their expressions dimmed, and they couldn't help but lower their heads.

Zhao Siyu continued: "You don't know. Because even in the most difficult circumstances, the limited supplies in the Dali Sanctuary are still given to you group of demon-suppressing soldiers first." "Your food, drinking water, fuel, supply everything. It’s normal, but those people living at the bottom die on average more than 300 people every day!”

He said quietly: "If you follow the Middle Earth, you will starve to death, but if you follow the old gods, you will have something to eat. Why don't you all follow the old gods?"

When I heard this, I couldn't help but look at Zhao Siyu.

This is the reason.

But something seems not quite right.

Doesn’t this mean she has breasts and is a mother?
Yes, China is short of supplies and will certainly not be able to take care of many people during the war.

But that's an irresistible factor.

You cannot betray Middle-earth just for this reason.

But then again.

If you don't rebel, you will starve to death. Those ordinary people do not understand the righteousness of the family and the country, nor do they understand loyalty and dedication.

They just want to live or let their loved ones live.

There seems to be no reason for them to starve to death for Middle-earth, right?
Suddenly, I suddenly understood.

Zhang Sanfen wants me to walk around the world and hone my mind. I'm afraid this is the effect he wants!
I used to be very clear-eyed and believed that all rebels deserved to die, but now it seems that everyone has their own reasons for not doing so.

The world is not as black and white as I think, and there are still large areas of gray in it.

A demon-suppressing soldier gritted his teeth and said, "What about you!"

"Zhao Siyu! As the captain of the Central-Earth Secret Bureau, you eat national food and enjoy superior subsidies. Why do you want to rebel!"

"Eight hundred brothers! Just because I believed in you, you led me into a dead end!"

"The grievances of the eight hundred brothers have not dispersed yet. They are looking at you! They are asking you why you betrayed China and everyone!"

Zhao Siyu stared at the demon-suppressing soldier and said seriously: "I am from Dali."

"My duty is to let more people survive."

"If surrendering to the Old Gods can keep everyone alive, then why wouldn't I do it?"

"What's more, dying in battle is what you should do. I killed eight hundred brothers just to let you get what you want."

"The demon-suppressing soldiers want to die, and the people want to live. Am I wrong?"

Is Zhao Siyu wrong?
I really can't tell.

But people are just people after all.

They really only have one very simple wish, and that is to survive.

The four demon-suppressing soldiers were speechless by what he said.

Is Zhao Siyu wrong?
If he was right, wouldn't he be the one who was wrong?
Zhao Siyu patted the demon-suppressing soldier's cheek, and then ordered his men: "Hang them up and give them something to eat every day. Don't let them die or run away."

The believers under his command stepped forward one after another and tied the demon-suppressing soldiers to the flagpole in a hurry.

Seeing that the fire on the altar was gradually extinguished, believers had already spontaneously gone over to clean it.

Zhao Siyu said: "Brother Luo Ya, how many drinks can you have?"

I readily agreed and said, "No problem."

He agreed with his mouth, but secretly thought in his heart that the remaining demon-suppressing soldiers must find a way to save them.

They couldn't be wrong anyway.

Zhao Siyu smiled and then stepped forward.

Soon I found a tavern with blood-red lanterns on the side of the street.

In the tavern, a lame old man was struggling to clean the tables and chairs. When he saw us coming in, he hurriedly got out of the way for us.

Zhao Siyu said: "Bring two bottles of wine and some side dishes to go with the wine."

The lame old man said with a smile: "Okay! Captain Zhao, please wait a moment!"

Soon a fragrance came from the kitchen.

Fried peanuts, cold cucumbers, and a plate of shredded pig ears.

Although the lame old man's legs were inconvenient, his hands were very nimble. After serving the cold dishes, he presented two bottles of white wine in glass bottles. The label had been torn off and no brand could be seen.

The lame old man nodded and backed away, saying he wanted to get some more hot dishes.

But Zhao Siyu grabbed him and said with a smile, "Have you prayed today?"

The lame old man said in a panic: "Being the great corruptor of the world, no one has a more pious faith than me."

Zhao Siyu didn't let go and asked again: "Do you hate me?"

The lame old man's face turned pale.

He shook his head like a rattle: "What did Captain Zhao say? If it weren't for you, old man, I would have starved to death!"

"We don't hate! Absolutely not!"

I suddenly discovered that Zhao Siyu is a contradictory person now.

He is not strong enough to embark on the road of asking one's heart, but his state of mind has reached the edge of the road of asking one's heart.

If he can figure out what he is doing, he will only need to improve his soul power in the future, and he will naturally reach S level.

But if he had doubts about himself, he would probably become a madman due to schizophrenia!
It’s a talent, and a damn talent.

(End of this chapter)