Back Off, Let Me Come

"Haha, you said it was a coincidence or not -" Qi Shan's expression suddenly changed, his eyes were sharp and menacing, as if he wanted to tear the county guard to pieces, and his voice trembled as he said, "It just happened that after this time, the three major tribes of Shi Wu finally The weak one got the opportunity from nowhere and relied on the mysterious, treacherous and powerful military tactics to swallow up the other two tribes one after another and integrate Shiwu in one fell swoop!"

He half-crouched down and grabbed the Sheriff's neck.

"You dare to say it was an accident!"

In the past eight years, Qi Shan reviewed the military formation countless times by relying on the residual map of the military formation obtained from the secret place and the spies from Shiwu.

This formation is truly mysterious and wonderful, with occasional hooks and twists and turns, perfectly integrating the "odd and right ways" in the art of war into the military formation. As the Art of War says, "In all battles, the most effective combination is the right combination and the most surprising victory."

The county guard did not dare to look directly into Qishan's eyes for a moment.

He said harshly: "I was born in Shiwu. Is it wrong to help the people of the tribe? I also want to be loyal to the Xin State, but the leader of the Xin State is ignorant. Others despise my origin and always treat me like a foreigner and never truly accept me. Why should I work for the Xin State?" "

"But when you were trapped in a border town due to a long-term illness and ran out of money, you could only live in a leaky shabby house. He ignored the danger, delayed medical treatment for you, and called for a doctor in the middle of the night. This is how you were treated. Your savior?"

Fingers tightened slightly.

From the very beginning, this county guard had used the unlucky guy as a stepping stone to block the "door of death" for him, and he would do whatever it took to achieve his goal.

Why didn't this beast just die of illness?

As the strength of his hands reached home, the county guard's breathing became more and more difficult, and the sound of "wuwu" kept coming from the tip of his mouth and nose. He twisted and struggled, but his hands were bound by the black and white text and he could not move. As the breath in the chest became thinner and thinner, the seemingly righteous face with the Chinese character was filled with green and red, the horrible blue veins popped out, the facial muscles twitched out of control, and became hideous and twisted.

Under the pain, a strange feeling of joy emerged in his heart - no matter what, he lived for eight more years, which was not a loss!

Seeing that the Sheriff's eyes were bloodshot, he rolled his eyes, and his tongue was hanging out, indicating that he was about to die, Qi Shan sneered and released the hand that was squeezing his neck.

Sheriff: "Hahahaha-"

After regaining his freedom, countless fresh air rushed towards him. He opened his mouth wide and breathed greedily. He had never known that the air he was accustomed to was so beautiful before.

Just as he crawled back from the line of death, the hand strangled his neck again, forcing him to look up at Qi Shan's face. The Sheriff's body recalled the previous near-death scenes uncontrollably.

He gritted his teeth that were shaking with fear.

"Tan Lezheng, why don't you give me a simple answer?"

Is this guy going to kill him after enough torture?

"Why should I give it to you?"

Qishan's answer was straightforward.

Sheriff: "..."

Thinking of Qishan's hatred and the ruthlessness of this person, he could fully imagine that his fate would be worse than death.

"The expression is good." Qi Shan said. He didn't miss every trace of fear on the county guard's face, and his eyes were filled with the joy of a hunter admiring his cornered prey and watching them struggle to their death.

After saying that, his hand slowly exerted force again.

He wanted the county guard to carefully feel every inch of the increase in strength and clearly feel the approaching footsteps of death. Suffocated again, pulled back when he was close to death again, the Sheriff lay on the ground coughing continuously, his bloodshot eyes were almost scarlet red.

He endured the pain in his throat and cursed.

"Qi Yuanliang will never be as heartless and crazy as you -"

Qishan asked, "What then?"

The county guard choked when he heard this.

Then what?

Since Qishan inherited the name "Qishan", so that this person can continue to exist in the world, his words, deeds and conduct should also be in line with the true master?

Otherwise, what will be ruined is the reputation of "praying for good"?

Just thinking about this makes me want to laugh——

Even if he walks around the world as an old friend, he is just Tan Lezheng wearing the vest of "Praying for Yuanliang" instead of truly "Praying for Good".

Counting what he has done over the years, he has not done anything that is a human being, but has done a lot of bad things that are not a human being. Otherwise, there would not be enemies all over the northwest countries and a bad reputation.

"Evil people will have their own evil." Qishan leaned close to the governor's ear, and his soft tone made people feel goosebumps. "Especially a white-eyed wolf like you, if I really had a 'kind heart', I would cut it into pieces and throw them out. Even if I feed the dog, I won’t even feed you! The dog knows how to wag its tail when it gets the benefit, but what about you? You are worse than a dog!”

The only stain in "Qi Shan's" life is that he saved the scumbag in front of him!

"If Yuanliang knew that he had saved a white-eyed wolf, and that he was still an ambitious treacherous man who collaborated with Shiwuli Yingwai and coveted his beloved motherland, would he have looked at you again back then?"

Qi Shan not only hates the county governor, but also hates himself. If he had not chosen to go to the funeral and not let "Qishan" travel alone, "Qishan" might not have passed by that city, let alone met Yan Cheng, who had ulterior motives. Or——

It would be better if the person who died back then was himself.

The county guard was so angry that he was shaking with anger, his face twitching uncontrollably, and he struggled to approach Qi Shan to question him.

"Yes, I am 'premeditated for a long time'! I am a beast, I repay kindness with revenge, I am a wolf with blind eyes, and I am ambitious! But I have a choice? I left him a way out, and he gave you a way out. Is it my fault? At that time You’re the only one in the formation, who knows what’s going on?”

How come the truth doesn't depend on just one person and his mouth?

"You said he gave you his life and allowed you to escape. Who do you think would believe it? How can you compare with Qi Yuanliang? How can your miserable life be compared to one tenth of his life?"

The Sheriff forgot about the death threats for a moment.

Every sentence is heart-breaking, and every step is pressing.

"You said there is no more Tan Lezheng in the world? Hahaha, that's really nice to say. Isn't it because you kill your friend first and seize his identity later? Otherwise, you are the son of a straw shoemaker and a lowly born thing. What else do you think? You are famous and want to climb up? Bah! You are a despicable thing, do you deserve it?"

Before Qi Shan made a move, Shen Tang's head had already been stepped on by Shen Tang. She turned pale and wanted to crush the head under her feet.

The sheriff vomited a mouthful of blood.

The sound was like the wind coming in from a broken bag, wheezing and blurring. He still said: "The truth is despicable, what's the difference between you and me?"

Shen Tang glanced at Qishan, who looked pale.

"Kill this thing..."

Qishan's hands hanging in his sleeves were shaking like chaff. He closed his eyes and sneered with self-loathing: "Shen Youli, don't you think what he said is reasonable? I am indeed the person who can do such a thing..."

Shen Tang asked back: "What does it have to do with me?"

Qishan's brows twitched: "The words are elegant!"

"Okay, I'm Wen Ya." Shen Tang's feet gradually became heavier, and the county guard felt that his head was so painful that it was about to split. "Does Yuan Liang know that 'no guilt is beyond suspicion'?"

If the facts of the crime are unclear and the evidence is insufficient, criminal responsibility should not be pursued and prosecution cannot be carried out. Those accusations against Qi Shan were all fabrications and suspicions made by the old governor. Because of this, Qi Shan was deemed guilty and somewhat ill.

Qishan: "..."

He glanced at the half-dead Sheriff and closed his eyes.

"Kill him, it's an eyesore."

I wanted to disgust people, but I didn't expect to be disgusted by them.

Shen Tang said oh and stamped his foot.

The skull of the head beneath his feet was cracked, his mouth and nose were bleeding, his eyes were protruding from their sockets like fish bubbles, and he was finally crushed into a puddle of rotten flesh.