And all of this was caused by his torture one by one!

Traitors who betrayed the Union Army.

From Beitang Yaori's face, it was clear from the face of the torture that he didn't plan to let him live through tonight at all.

With a light snort, he extinguished his cigarette and fell into the ashtray and got up leisurely.

"Sir, if there's nothing to do, please go back, I'm sorry, I don't dare take your job—uh!!"

Like lightning, Beitang Yaori drew his knife and suddenly appeared behind Xingyi.

His back and waist were firmly held against a cold and sharp hard object, and the sharp blade was close to his waist, as long as he moved slightly, it seemed that his body would be cut into two pieces.

The speed of Beitang Yaori was even more shocking than what he had known before!

Holding the long knife, Beitang Yaori sneered.

"The so-called terrifying Scorpio ghost hand man in the legend actually let others sneak attack from behind, Xingyi, have you become weaker?"

「…… Sir, this game is not fun."

"Punishment One, remember? The ZF 1st Army, which I led earlier, fought against the Outer Federation Army on Manilla Song Island. Not a single bullet was used, not even a single soldier was dispatched, and my army was wiped out, and there was no survivor."

「……」

"Just because of a piece of false information, and the 2M-bitter agent that was mixed into the food of the soldiers!"

「…… Sorry, I don't understand what you're saying."

"Did you, the youngest at the time, feel the deepest? It's not hard to imagine what it's like to look at your comrades-in-arms who grew up with you, falling down in front of you one by one."

「……」

"My name is indeed Xingyi, but sir, you recognize the wrong person."

"You're the first one who can keep your poise at my gunpoint."

「…… It doesn't matter how many times you want me to explain, you recognize the wrong person."

"Do you know that there is a black beast in my body that is constantly howling, and the words of finding the traitor and killing him have always echoed in my mind. If you turn a blind eye to the past and live at ease, you will not be able to understand my feelings!"

Poof—

Before Beitang Yaori finished speaking, his knife was grabbed by Xing Yi empty-handed!

The sharp blade cut through the palm of Xingyi's hand, and blood splashed on the floor along the blade.

"I don't understand what you're saying, but ......."

Xingyi turned his head and looked squarely at the bright sun in the North Hall.

"Sir, it's very unpleasant to be so contemptuous of you!"

Knock –

As he spoke, Xing Yi clenched his fist with his other hand and punched hard at the sharp knife.

Click-

The knife, broken from the middle, split in half.

Beitang Dazzling Sun flashed in shock——

"Don't move!"

Several men in black next to him quickly took out their pistols and aimed them at Xingyi.

"Hmph, sure enough, you're here to smash the field!"

Xingyi wiped the blood splashed on his face, and the corners of his mouth hooked unruly.

"Want to play Hero Show? How about letting me live the addiction of being a hero?"

「……」

"A person who says that he directs and acts in the script, but even the actors are so domineering and arbitrary, sir, you have such an arrogant and arrogant character, no wonder you lost that battle back then. You should really thank that traitor, the loss of a hundred warriors is worth it than the loss of a thousand, ten thousand warriors."

Beitang Yaori frowned angrily and clenched his fists.

"Revenge is no longer in vogue."

Xing Yi's eyes returned to laziness, chuckled and ignored the cold pistol aimed at him, walked directly to the drawer of the desk, took out a roll of gauze from it, and carefully wrapped it around the long wound on his palm.