"What's going on?" Yang Fan rushed into the cabin. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fan Yuzhi pointed to a man lying in a pool of blood on the ground and said: "Blame this kid for his bad luck, he actually broke in when I was healing, I thought it was the White Fox Guard, and he slashed him with a knife, it turned out to be a hillbilly." When Fan Yuzhi said this, he did not have the slightest remorse for killing a person who had nothing to do.

Familiar back, familiar dress, Yang Fan folded his hands, chanted Amitabha Buddha in his mouth, and kept telling himself in his heart: "No, no, history will not be rewritten, Qin Shi Huang will not die like this, he will still rule the world." ”

Yang Fan turned the person over, and the most unbelievable thing happened in front of him, that person was Zhao Zheng, that is, the future Qin Shi Huang Yingzheng, Yang Fan felt that his head was swollen countless times with a buzz.

"No, there must be salvation, Qin Shi Huang will not die like this, who will unify China if he dies, who will build the Great Wall, who will build the Terracotta Warriors," Yang Fan hurriedly probed Zhao Zheng's snort, and was already angry. He did not give up, and immediately used the first aid knowledge he learned to start the rescue, performing cardiac compressions and artificial respiration, until the last trace of breath was gone.

Fan Yuzhi on the side looked strange: "Brother Yang, what are you doing with pinching and pressing, aren't you just a Zhao person, it's no big deal to die." ”

"Shut up, I want to fucking kill someone now" Yang Fan's angry roar frightened Fan Yuzhi into jumping a few steps away and almost falling to the ground.

"Hahahaha, God, you can play with me." Yang Fan smiled helplessly, pointed his finger to the sky, and didn't even have the strength to scold, "You played the biggest joke in history for me as you wanted." Have you considered my mental capacity? “

Yang Fan was talking to himself, Fan Yuzhi felt terrible, he stepped forward and patted Yang Fan on the shoulder: "Brother Yang, are you okay?" ”

"What do you say?" Yang Fan roared, grabbed Fan Yuqi's clothes, and his blood-red eyes wanted to tear him apart, "Do you know what you did, do you know who this person you killed is?" This is the prince of Qin that you have been looking for, and this is the son of your king, Yingzheng. ”

Fan Yuzhi's head suddenly exploded: "He...... He...... Ying Zheng? ”

After a short period of distraction, Fan Yuzhi pushed Yang Fan away and raised his head to the sky and shouted: "Oh my God, what did I do?" I, Fan Yuzhi, were dedicated to the birth and death of the Qin State, just trying to get ahead, I couldn't imagine that God would let me commit such a rebellious crime, how unfair my fate was. ”

Fan Yuzhi almost roared madly, and the glory and wealth in his hand were cut off by himself, and the happiness came unexpectedly, and he was even more caught off guard, and the emotions of joy and sorrow were like a roller coaster, and anyone would go crazy.

Suddenly, Fan Yuzhi saw the knife in his hand, and wiped it off his neck without saying a word.

Yang Fan didn't have love and compassion to save him, but urged in his heart: "Yes, that's it, wipe it off with a knife, pay for my poor brother's life, you save trouble, I will save trouble." "Zhao Zheng's death, Yang Fan will never forgive him.

However, after putting the knife on his neck, Fan Yuzhi paused for a moment and put it down again, throwing the knife to the ground.

"Hey, hey, why did you throw the knife away and continue what you did. Such a bloody scene, don't tell me you're not dead again, beware that I despise you. Yang Fan couldn't wait to pick up the knife on the ground and come forward to give him a knife, for fear that he wouldn't be able to beat him. Seeing this scene, anyone will feel that there are variables, and they all play it out on TV.

Sure enough, as Yang Fan expected, Fan Yuzhi read his inner monologue in an almost speech-like tone: "No, I can't just die like this, I still have to keep a useful body to atone for my sins, I would rather die in battle than die in such a mediocre death, so I can't live with the parents who raised me, I can't help the monarch who trusts me, and I can't live with Daqin, I can't die." ”

"Bastard, I know that you are such a person, the actor who hates to tease the audience's feelings the most, is afraid of death, and finds a lot of reasons." The only positive image of Fan Yuzhi in Yang Fan's heart was completely erased.

Suddenly, Fan Yuzhi set his eyes on Yang Fan. Yang Fan felt a pang in his heart: "Does he want to kill me and cover up the facts?" Thinking of this, Yang Fan stepped back, stretched out his right hand to his waist, and touched the dagger hidden there.

An unexpected scene happened, Fan Yuzhi knelt down, kowtowed violently, and hugged Yang Fan's thigh and cried: "Brother Yang, please save your brother, it's not a pity for my brother to die, but there is an eighty-year-old mother in the family, and there are children waiting to be fed, can you bear to watch them be escorted to the execution ground with me and beheaded?" ”

Yang Fan kicked him away: "What does their life and death have to do with me, do I know them, you killed my best brother, how can I save you." ”

Fan Yuzhi suddenly became ruthless: "Okay, this is what you said, anyway, our family will definitely die, and it is not bad to pull you on your back." ”

Saying that, Fan Yuzhi went to get the knife, and the resoluteness of the action really scared Yang Fan. There is a way that is not afraid of being stunned, not afraid of being scared, not afraid of dying, if Fan Yuzhi is really desperate, Yang Fan thinks that he has no chance to escape.

So Yang Fan hurriedly hugged Fan Yuqi and shouted: "Things haven't come to this point yet, let's discuss it carefully, maybe we don't have to die." ”

"That's what you said," Fan Yuqi turned his head and looked at Yang Fan playfully.

"Wow, Lao Tzu has been fooled again," Yang Fan immediately felt that Fan Yu was clearly acting. But the words had already come out, and Yang Fan didn't take it back as shamelessly as he did, not to mention that his life was still in the hands of the other party, so he nodded and said, "Yes, I said it." ”

"Come, brother, please sit down, while there is no one else, let's discuss what to do in the future." Fan Yuzhi looked kind, but anyone could see that he must have some kind of ghost in mind.

The two sat down, and Fan Yuqi said, "Brother, how about my brother give you a fortune?" ”

Yang Fan suddenly realized in his heart: "What do you mean ......?"

"In order for both of us to survive, from now on you will be the eldest son of Great Qin."

"Win...... Win...... Ying Zheng? Oh, oh my God," Yang Fan patted his liver, and almost couldn't fall in one breath.

Although Yang Fan was also mentally prepared for Fan Yuzhi's idea, Yang Fan still couldn't accept it when he really put it forward.

Yang Fan also once dreamed of being a prince or something, but they are all the kind of unscrupulous kings, he lives a life of wine pond and meat forest every day, and the government is controlled by loyal ministers and good generals, and the country is stable in his lifetime, and nothing will happen if he does anything wrong, and when he dies, even if the country is ruined, it has nothing to do with him.

For a while, Yang Fan once dreamed of going to an ethnic minority area to be a toast or a headman, and when he saw a beautiful girl, he pressed it on the ground, patted his ass and left.

To sum up, all of Yang Fan's dreams have one thing in common, that is, he is absurd, drunk and dreams of death, and he can die when he is finished. Qin Shi Huang, the first emperor of the ages, ruled the world, this role is under a lot of pressure, and Yang Fan thinks that he can't interpret it.

Seeing Yang Fan's refusal, Fan Yuzhi knelt down again: "Brother Yang, for the sake of the future of the two of us, please promise me." ”

Yang Fan's head was sweating: "Can you let me think about it?" ”

"There's no time, it's too late when my accomplices come."

Fan Yuqi said sincerely, but Yang Fan saw that his hand was already clenched tightly, if he refused, he would probably immediately raise the knife and let his head move. Yang Fan can see that this guy is calm on the surface, but in fact, he is more afraid than anyone else, and he can really do anything in this situation.

Yang Fan took a deep breath and finally made up his mind: "Okay, I can agree to your conditions." But I don't have a birthmark, what if they want to find out? ”

Fan Yu breathed a long sigh of relief: "As long as my brother agrees, I can say anything else, and the birthmark will be wrapped up in my brother." Fan Yuzhi turned his hand and slapped Yang Fan on the back of the head, and Yang Fan suddenly fainted.