City Marshal

Get something back?

The corner of Chu Tian's mouth curled into a sneer, and he pulled up a long grass on the ground: "Are you being too naive? Your power in India is like the grass in my hand, it has been uprooted by Wumang and me. Are you still sitting back to the original position to get back the original things? It’s a whimsical idea.”

"As long as I have this root, the grass will grow again!"

Perseus raised that wicked smile again, and looked at Chutian and responded calmly: "Even growing longer and more lush, although I suffered a heavy loss in India, it doesn't mean that I don't have the ability to make a comeback. Everything will come back as long as I, Perseus, want it!"

"You are right. With you here, it is possible to make a comeback."

Chu Tian took the long grass in his hand and rubbed it, the long grass immediately turned into grass clippings and fell slowly from Chu Tian's palm, and then was blown away by the evening wind without a trace: "But what if I kill you too? Can you still make a comeback? Perseus, I suddenly have the urge to kill you now."

"kill me?"

Perseus stroked the tail ring in his left hand. It was a simple silver ring. Its appearance was not gorgeous. If you looked closely, you would find that it was densely carved with fragments of "Ramayana". Everyone can't help but marvel at the craftsmanship.

There will never be more than five rings in this world.

He looked at Chu Tian with a smile on his face, and his voice was unprecedentedly gentle: "Let's not talk about how many people can kill me in today's world; even if the young commander has the ability to attack me, I don't think you will act rashly. Dare to come here alone shows that I have enough confidence!"

"Young commander, do you believe it or not?"

Perseus turned his finger slightly in the distance, and added clearly: "If you do something to me, at least half of the forces under the Tibetan Palace will be destroyed, and at least thousands of people will die because of your recklessness. This will be unprecedented in Tibetan areas. It's a big deal, and you'll be in big trouble then."

"It seems that you are really prepared."

Chu Tian straightened up slightly, with a gentle smile, without the slightest aura of fireworks. In an instant, there was an aura of peace and tranquility all over his body. This indifferent tranquility just suppressed Perseus Momentum: "You must have planned the tragedies these days?"

"Young Marshal asked the question knowingly!"

Perseus honestly admitted that he was the instigator: "Except for me, Perseus, who else has the guts to ignore the heavenly court, the handsome army, and the king of Tibet in Tibetan areas? And you should also know that I killed so many people and set so many fires." , just want to get a bargaining chip with the young marshal."

"negotiation?"

A hint of sarcasm flashed across Chu Tian's face, and he replied in a calm tone: "What do you and I have to negotiate? The matter has developed to this point, we can only face each other life and death, don't you think you can be equal to me by sending killers to make trouble? ?It's only a matter of time before they perish."

"Pal Hughes, you should know what a general trend is!"

Perseus nodded calmly, and moved his injured arm to make it comfortable: "Young commander, you are right! We really can only face each other life and death, which is why I came to you today. I want to have a grand gamble with you... a gamble for money, and a gamble for life."

"Gambling money? Gambling life?"

Chu Tian glanced at him: "What do you mean?"

Perseus stood up slowly, this action naturally aroused the vigilance of Hidden Dragon and the others. They clenched their hidden knives, bows and arrows slightly, fearing that Chutian would be attacked by the evil Indian gods, but the latter did not show any malice, but stood still. He straightened his body and said, "I want to fight you to the death."

Chu Tian also jumped up and responded with his back to the setting sun: "A battle of life and death?"

He expected that Perseus murdered and set fire to gain bargaining chips, but he didn't expect that the latter was just to fight him fairly. Of course, there must be a non-negligible stake in it. Sure enough, Perseus said lightly: "You Win me and everything I have in India is yours."

Chu Tian frowned slightly, interrupted his words, and said, "What else do you have in India? Your believers have fled to death. They have long since lost the influence of the past in India. Besides, it is meaningless for me to want them. You may not obey me; and your inheritance is confiscated."

"Your bet doesn't seem to make sense."

Perseus had expected Chutian's words a long time ago, so a smile flashed across his face and he replied: "A skinny camel is bigger than a horse! Although Parr Wumang's blood pressure has crushed my power, the followers of my sect People’s hearts are still there, and it will take at least three years or even longer for Wumang to completely conquer.”

"If I continue to remotely control them to do things, India will not be peaceful for ten years."

Having said that, Perseus touched the ring on his little finger: "But as long as you win me, I will give you this ring that symbolizes my spirit, and you can pass it on to Parmang. With this token , My believers will never have trouble again, and India will enjoy singing and dancing from now on.”

"Don't think I'm talking nonsense, he understands the power of religion."

Then he looked at Chutian again, threw another tempting chip and said: "The bet just now is very important to Par Wumang; but it doesn't mean much to the young commander; but if I fight to the death with the young commander, then I It should also make you feel valuable: 500 billion hidden assets."

Chutian's eyes focused: "500 billion?"

Perseus patted the grass clippings on his body, and nodded with a smile on his face: "That's right! Although my good nephew has probably eaten away [-]% of my property, I still have a number of valuable properties abroad. If Shuai wins me, then they are the legal assets of the Young Marshal."

"With this amount of assets, Shuaijun's economic strength is [-]% stronger."

The corner of Chu Tian's mouth curled up slightly, and then he responded meaningfully: "The conditions you mentioned are somewhat attractive. Regardless of whether I agree to the decisive battle or not, I just want to know, what do you need to win? Do you want a handsome man?" ? Don’t say it’s impossible, I can’t do it either.”

"no!"

Perseus shook his head lightly, interrupting Chutian's thoughts: "Of course I don't want the handsome army, it is the young commander's effort and is half controlled by the central government, even if the young commander is willing to gamble it, I won I can't control it either; so I only want Parr's position if I win."

"The location of Wumang?"

Chu Tian understood why he could sit back and watch the Indian forces be destroyed. It turned out that he had already thought of a way to replace it, and asked Par Wumang to make way for him. He was originally a member of the Par family. If Wumang kept his bet and promised to give way , Parseus can really secure the position of Son of India.

Perseus nodded, with a look of longing on his face: "Yes! I want him to give way to me, and I can promise him that if I win the Young Marshal and get the right to speak in India, I will never subordinate him Let’s start, I will maintain the current situation and make India safe and peaceful.”

"It's a good idea."

Chu Tian took a step forward with his hands behind his back, and responded with a calm expression: "Your plan is really good, you will win back all the lost things in one battle, and you will also take advantage of the situation to solve the enemy who stands in the way; just why do you think I will World War I? Do I have to bet on life and death?"

"Now I have a high position and authority, with tens of thousands of brothers under my banner."

Chu Tian raised his finger, and said in a high-spirited manner: "There are countless forces willing to go through life and death for me, and you are just a lost dog with a little strength left. Do you think I will gamble my life for India's peace and 500 billion? Parxie Si, you really underestimate me, Chutian."

Parseus remained calm: "Young commander, if you don't want to fight, then let's continue to entangle. Although I, Par Wumang, have reached the end of the road, it is easy to mess up the entire Tibetan area. I am free or not. Kill a few people, set a few fires, and blow up a few houses."

"You can guard against me for a day, but you may not be able to guard against me for a month."

Parsius showed strong confidence: "In three to five months, Tibetan areas will be devastated."

Chu Tian laughed: "Are you threatening me?"

"It's not a threat, it's an advice! Young commander, if you fight..."

A smile curled up at the corner of Perseus's mouth, and his voice was slightly lowered: "I can also give you an extra shocking secret, and I will also ask you to tell the Chinese government about this secret before you die. Believe me, this secret will never let you down. If you are disappointed, the Chinese government will forever be grateful to you."

"Knowing this secret, the Celestial Dynasty will completely enjoy peace and prosperity."

Perseus straightened his huge body, and said softly: "Otherwise, there will be great disasters, chaos, and injuries in the next three years." Ask for things back?

The corner of Chu Tian's mouth curled into a sneer, and he pulled up a long grass on the ground: "Are you being too naive? Your power in India is like the grass in my hand, it has been uprooted by Wumang and me. Are you still sitting back to the original position to get back the original things? It’s a whimsical idea.”

"As long as I have this root, the grass will grow again!"

Perseus raised that wicked smile again, and looked at Chutian and responded calmly: "Even growing longer and more lush, although I suffered a heavy loss in India, it doesn't mean that I don't have the ability to make a comeback. Everything will come back as long as I, Perseus, want it!"

"You are right. With you here, it is possible to make a comeback."

Chu Tian took the long grass in his hand and rubbed it, the long grass immediately turned into grass clippings and fell slowly from Chu Tian's palm, and then was blown away by the evening wind without a trace: "But what if I kill you too? Can you still make a comeback? Perseus, I suddenly have the urge to kill you now."

"kill me?"

Perseus stroked the tail ring in his left hand. It was a simple silver ring. Its appearance was not gorgeous. If you looked closely, you would find that it was densely carved with fragments of "Ramayana". Everyone can't help but marvel at the craftsmanship.

There will never be more than five rings in this world.

He looked at Chu Tian with a smile on his face, and his voice was unprecedentedly gentle: "Let's not talk about how many people can kill me in today's world; even if the young commander has the ability to attack me, I don't think you will act rashly. Dare to come here alone shows that I have enough confidence!"

"Young commander, do you believe it or not?"

Perseus turned his finger slightly in the distance, and added clearly: "If you do something to me, at least half of the forces under the Tibetan Palace will be destroyed, and at least thousands of people will die because of your recklessness. This will be unprecedented in Tibetan areas. It's a big deal, and you'll be in big trouble then."

"It seems that you are really prepared."

Chu Tian straightened up slightly, with a gentle smile, without the slightest aura of fireworks. In an instant, there was an aura of peace and tranquility all over his body. This indifferent tranquility just suppressed Perseus Momentum: "You must have planned the tragedies these days?"

"Young Marshal asked the question knowingly!"

Perseus honestly admitted that he was the instigator: "Except for me, Perseus, who else has the guts to ignore the heavenly court, the handsome army, and the king of Tibet in Tibetan areas? And you should also know that I killed so many people and set so many fires." , just want to get a bargaining chip with the young marshal."

"negotiation?"

A hint of sarcasm flashed across Chu Tian's face, and he replied in a calm tone: "What do you and I have to negotiate? The matter has developed to this point, we can only face each other life and death, don't you think you can be equal to me by sending killers to make trouble? ?It's only a matter of time before they perish."

"Pal Hughes, you should know what a general trend is!"

Perseus nodded calmly, and moved his injured arm to make it comfortable: "Young commander, you are right! We really can only face each other life and death, which is why I came to you today. I want to have a grand gamble with you... a gamble for money, and a gamble for life."

"Gambling money? Gambling life?"

Chu Tian glanced at him: "What do you mean?"

Perseus stood up slowly, this action naturally aroused the vigilance of Hidden Dragon and the others. They clenched their hidden knives, bows and arrows slightly, fearing that Chutian would be attacked by the evil Indian gods, but the latter did not show any malice, but stood still. He straightened his body and said, "I want to fight you to the death."

Chu Tian also jumped up and responded with his back to the setting sun: "A battle of life and death?"

He expected that Perseus murdered and set fire to gain bargaining chips, but he didn't expect that the latter was just to fight him fairly. Of course, there must be a non-negligible stake in it. Sure enough, Perseus said lightly: "You Win me and everything I have in India is yours."

Chu Tian frowned slightly, interrupted his words, and said, "What else do you have in India? Your believers have fled to death. They have long since lost the influence of the past in India. Besides, it is meaningless for me to want them. You may not obey me; and your inheritance is confiscated."

"Your bet doesn't seem to make sense."

Perseus had expected Chutian's words a long time ago, so a smile flashed across his face and he replied: "A skinny camel is bigger than a horse! Although Parr Wumang's blood pressure has crushed my power, the followers of my sect People’s hearts are still there, and it will take at least three years or even longer for Wumang to completely conquer.”

"If I continue to remotely control them to do things, India will not be peaceful for ten years."

Having said that, Perseus touched the ring on his little finger: "But as long as you win me, I will give you this ring that symbolizes my spirit, and you can pass it on to Parmang. With this token , My believers will never have trouble again, and India will enjoy singing and dancing from now on.”

"Don't think I'm talking nonsense, he understands the power of religion."

Then he looked at Chutian again, threw another tempting chip and said: "The bet just now is very important to Par Wumang; but it doesn't mean much to the young commander; but if I fight to the death with the young commander, then I It should also make you feel valuable: 500 billion hidden assets."

Chutian's eyes focused: "500 billion?"

Perseus patted the grass clippings on his body, and nodded with a smile on his face: "That's right! Although my good nephew has probably eaten away [-]% of my property, I still have a number of valuable properties abroad. If Shuai wins me, then they are the legal assets of the Young Marshal."

"With this amount of assets, Shuaijun's economic strength is [-]% stronger."

The corner of Chu Tian's mouth curled up slightly, and then he responded meaningfully: "The conditions you mentioned are somewhat attractive. Regardless of whether I agree to the decisive battle or not, I just want to know, what do you need to win? Do you want a handsome man?" ? Don’t say it’s impossible, I can’t do it either.”

"no!"

Perseus shook his head lightly, interrupting Chutian's thoughts: "Of course I don't want the handsome army, it is the young commander's effort and is half controlled by the central government, even if the young commander is willing to gamble it, I won I can't control it either; so I only want Parr's position if I win."

"The location of Wumang?"

Chu Tian understood why he could sit back and watch the Indian forces be destroyed. It turned out that he had already thought of a way to replace it, and asked Par Wumang to make way for him. He was originally a member of the Par family. If Wumang kept his bet and promised to give way , Parseus can really secure the position of Son of India.

Perseus nodded, with a look of longing on his face: "Yes! I want him to give way to me, and I can promise him that if I win the Young Marshal and get the right to speak in India, I will never subordinate him Let’s start, I will maintain the current situation and make India safe and peaceful.”

"It's a good idea."

Chu Tian took a step forward with his hands behind his back, and responded with a calm expression: "Your plan is really good, you will win back all the lost things in one battle, and you will also take advantage of the situation to solve the enemy who stands in the way; just why do you think I will World War I? Do I have to bet on life and death?"

"Now I have a high position and authority, with tens of thousands of brothers under my banner."

Chu Tian raised his finger, and said in a high-spirited manner: "There are countless forces willing to go through life and death for me, and you are just a lost dog with a little strength left. Do you think I will gamble my life for India's peace and 500 billion? Parxie Si, you really underestimate me, Chutian."

Parseus remained calm: "Young commander, if you don't want to fight, then let's continue to entangle. Although I, Par Wumang, have reached the end of the road, it is easy to mess up the entire Tibetan area. I am free or not. Kill a few people, set a few fires, and blow up a few houses."

"You can guard against me for a day, but you may not be able to guard against me for a month."

Parsius showed strong confidence: "In three to five months, Tibetan areas will be devastated."

Chu Tian laughed: "Are you threatening me?"

"It's not a threat, it's an advice! Young commander, if you fight..."

A smile curled up at the corner of Perseus's mouth, and his voice was slightly lowered: "I can also give you an extra shocking secret, and I will also ask you to tell the Chinese government about this secret before you die. Believe me, this secret will never let you down. If you are disappointed, the Chinese government will forever be grateful to you."

"Knowing this secret, the Celestial Dynasty will completely enjoy peace and prosperity."

Perseus straightened his huge body, and said softly: "Otherwise, there will be great disasters, chaos, and injuries in the next three years."