Chapter Fifty-Eight
One stone stirs up a thousand waves!
Just now, although most of them vaguely guessed a little in their hearts, but now, the moment the person concerned said it himself, everyone couldn't help but take a breath!
Fu Jian was beside him, looking at the group with a playful expression.
"But! But captain, captain, you obviously ......" Xiao Yang rarely stammered.
Less than the mouth fast: "How is it possible?!" Captain, I've known you for seven years! β
"I've known the captain for ten years, starting as a private." Li Jianguo gritted his teeth and jumped out word by word, "I don't believe it!" β
"That's because I've lived in modern society for thirteen years, and I've undergone biochemical modification surgery, just like Xiao Wu." Fang Wuying smiled, he took off his helmet, revealing his short hair.
When Fu Jian saw it, he was surprised!
"Chong'er, where's your hair?! Why is the hair gone? β
Fang Wuying laughed, and rubbed his hand on his short hair: "Isn't this hair?" If you mean that long hair, I've been cutting it for thirteen years. β
"But how is that possible?" Oda shouted, "You don't look like anything like that! β
"Not like?" Fang Wuying smiled tiredly, his smile was old, and his voice was hoarse, "Not like that murderer emperor?" Or is it not like the prostitute in the Forbidden Palace? Unfortunately, it was all me. β
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"Accept this fact: your captain, I, am the Murong Chong who was a child prostitute and was played with until he became an adult, and the madman Murong Chong who later rebelled with his slaves and slaughtered in Chang'an City." Fang Wuying said, smiling bitterly, "A few years after I became the emperor, my subordinates rebelled, I was cut by Han Yan, and I had nowhere to escape, and Director Liang saved me at the dying moment." β
"Did Director Liang bring you back?"
Fang Wuying nodded: "It is estimated that Han Yan couldn't find my body later, so he simply announced that I was violently dead." At that time, his gang had already grasped the power in the army, and no one dared to ignore it, and the history of the Sixteen Kingdoms was so chaotic that no one really explored it. Director Liang rescued me back to modern times, according to what he said, it was a coincidence, he just wanted to collect DNA, because I was an ethnic minority in the ancient north, from a royal family, and the bloodline record was relatively clear, and he was sorting out the DNA bank of ethnic minorities at that time. β
No one spoke up.
No one even moved.
Time passed little by little, and the afterglow of the setting sun quietly shone into the bamboo forest, and the green bamboo was vibrant, poignant and bright.
"Now, you have a choice." Fang Wuying looked at the group of people calmly, "If you can't accept me as your captain, I'll report on the job transfer when I go backβit's okay, who wants to be a soldier under a perverted murderer?" I understand your thoughts. β
Still no one spoke.
Fu Jian on the side understood this scene, he couldn't help but be furious, and grabbed the long sword!
"You ungrateful things! Chong'er just sacrificed his life to save you, but he didn't want to be en, but he put up a shelf of life one by one! Chong'er, the widow killed these white-eyed wolves for you! β
He picked up the long sword and rushed towards Xiao Yang! Frightened, Xiao Yang hid back: "...... Captain! Captain! β
Fang Wuying's eyes were quick, and he flew forward and grabbed Fu Jian's arm: "What are you doing!" β
"Chong'er! Are you still going to speak for these guys! β
ββ¦β¦ How dare you hurt my brother?! β
As he spoke, he snatched the sword from Fu Jian's hand in three or two moves, but the latter couldn't withstand his strength, took a few steps back, and fell to the ground!
"Don't forget! Your enemy is you! Fang Wuying bent down and grabbed Fu Jian's neck with a sword, "Where is my sister?!" Say! What happened to her by you?! β
Fu Jian stared at Fang Wuying with his eyes, and said slowly: "She is no longer in the palace. β
ββ¦β¦ Not in the palace anymore?! Fang Wuying's voice was cold, "Where did she go?!" You killed her?! β
"I don't know where she went! It is said that she fell into Weishui when she fled...... You went to Binh Duong and refused to come back at all! Where do you care if your sister lives or dies?! When Fu Jian said this, he was also angry, "Besides, once your uncle and you start a war, even if she doesn't die, she will have to die!" Even if the widow doesn't want to kill her, there's no way! β
"She was driven to death by you! If she hadn't been kidnapped into the palace by you, how would she have ......?"
Speaking of this, Fang Wuying was already out of tune.
Su Hong was on the side, seeing that she was about to die, she stepped forward desperately and dragged Fang away!
"Captain! Can't kill him! β¦β¦β
It was too late, and the blade of the sword cut a deep wound from Fu Jian's throat!
Blood gushed out!
"Oops!" Su Hong panicked, "Less! Hemostatic medicine! Hurry up! β
Only then did those few react, Xiao Xiao hurriedly ran forward, took out the hemostatic medicine and cotton wool from the bag, Su Hong calmed down, quickly applied medicine to Fu Jian's wound, and took out the bandage with his hands and feet, and carefully wrapped the wound.
The blood was still leaking out, but it wasn't as scary as it had been.
"Thankfully." Su Hong exhaled, "If the bleeding stops, it'll be fine." β
Fang Wuying held his sword by himself, looking at all this with a pale face, he pursed his lips tightly.
β¦β¦ The snow was bright, and a drop of blood slipped down.
Su Hong sighed secretly, stood up and said, "Captain Fang, even if you are Murong Chong, I won't treat you as a monster - I said this a long time ago." β
Xiao Ye seemed to have made up his mind, and took a sharp breath and said, "I don't care about Murong Chong, I just care that you are my captain, and that's enough." β
Fang Wuying didn't say anything, he threw down the sword in his hand in a daze, slowly walked back to the instrument, and sat down.
The way he slumped over his shoulders was particularly dazzling.
Li Jianguo clenched his fists and hesitated for a moment, but he still came to Fang Wuying's side and sat down.
ββ¦β¦ Captain, you shouldn't hide it from me. β
Fang Wuying lowered his head and didn't make a sound.
"I don't like Murong Chong very much." Li Jianguo grinned awkwardly and handed over a bottle of water, "But I won't treat you as him, captain." β
"Am I not him?" Fang Wuying said slowly, and finally reached out and took the bottle of water.
"Murong Chong didn't save my life in the anti-terrorism exercise." Li Jianguo grimaced, "Forget?" Five years ago, we encountered a huge sandstorm in the desert and cut off contact with the headquarters, Captain, you gave me your last bottle of water. β
Fang Wuying showed a wry smile: "Do you remember that?" β
"Engraved in my heart for the rest of my life." Li Jianguo said solemnly, "If you forget, am I still human?" β
Fang Wuying's eye sockets were a little hot, and he held the bottle of mineral water tightly, unable to make a sound for a while.
Xiao Yang and He Yong walked up to Fang Wuying in a snort: "Captain......"
Fang Wuying looked up at them.
"Where are we going to stay at night?" He Yong blinked his eyes, "Sister Su said that she must get in touch with Ling Ju tonight." β
"I want Sister Su to inform Ling Ju and prepare a banquet to wash the dust." Xiao Yang said with a smile, "I want to book the best private room in Xiaocheng and take over for our captain!" β
Fang Wuying buried his head, he wanted to smile, but the tears couldn't stop wanting to flow out.
But when he looked up again, he smiled: "Inform everyone, the whole team." β
"Yes!"
Xiao Yang and the others packed up the blade and equipment, and their footsteps jumped and jumped, Su Hong felt warm in her heart, she quickly lowered her head to pack the medical bag in her hand, but she unexpectedly saw the unlucky guy who was crooked to the side and injured his neck......
"Captain, he ...... What to do? Xiao Tian looked at Fang Wuying a little embarrassed, "Just leave it here, you may die." β
Fang Wuying walked up to Fu Jian and looked at him silently for a while before he spoke, "Can you get up?" β
Fu Jian supported himself to get up, covering his wound with one hand, he wanted to speak, but he couldn't make a sound.
"Give it to me." Fang Wuying said lightly, pointing to his sword, "I'll hold it for you." β
The anger on his face had long since disappeared, and he was as calm as water.
Fu Jian was stunned, laughed, and handed him the sword.