Wang Zhi listened to Fang Bei's words, and was speechless for a while.

Because the meaning of Fang Bei's words is too simple and clear, so that there will be no misjudgment at all.

"Isn't it too late for you to say this to me now?" Wang Zhi said slowly.

"Until then, I don't need to say that to you." Fang Bei sighed: "You said you didn't say it? ”

If Wang Zhi hadn't taken the initiative to push the situation to this point, Fang Bei would not have come to Wang Zhi in such an assassination posture and had this conversation.

"Yes." Wang Zhi nodded: "You're right, the initiator, there is no aftermath." ”

"Whether what I'm doing is right or wrong, since I'm the first person to choose to do it, every step of the way has been difficult."

"But even then, you can't let go, can you?" Fang Bei said.

"Sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, I have come to this point is not my choice alone, but the common choice of my brothers, of course, if in the end my Wang Zhibing is defeated and killed, they can scatter as birds and beasts, and by the way, I will be the first evil to substitute for surrender." Wang Zhi said slowly.

Until now, the two of them still have no will to fight.

However, the topic discussed by the two people was generally quite pessimistic.

"So I'm going to give it a try." Wang Zhi continued: "If I can survive today, then I can at least try again to see if I can create my own miracle. ”

"I understand what you're saying."

"But if you understand this, you don't necessarily have to give up."

Wang Zhi's words have always been gentle and clear.

He never looked like a vicious sea robber, even if he was already the biggest sea bandit.

He was born in business, and then embarked on the road of pirates step by step, never charging into battle by himself, jumping gangs to kill enemies, he has just been recovering reliable subordinates, expanding his business scope, and building a good relationship with local tyrants, and finally becoming the identity and status he is today.

Wang Zhi is no longer a hot-blooded bookish teenager.

He is already close to the age of sixteen, and at the age when ordinary people are already supposed to be old, he has to ask the old man to talk about juvenile madness, and he is so at such a moment.

Of course, this is not a juvenile maniac, but a far-sighted decision to act later.

No matter what kind of tongue Fang Bei has, there is no way to surrender what Wang Zhi said in one sentence.

"I don't want to die." Wang Zhi continued.

Fang Bei smiled: "What a beautiful thing it is to live, and I don't want to die." ”

"But in the battle of life and death, two people always have to die to the death, unless they ......" Wang Zhi looked at Fang Bei and said slowly.

"Unless I'm bought by you." Fang Bei said with a smile.

Wang Zhi nodded: "Make a price, I feel that you are a character, little brother, if you don't mind, you can get an official position under me, if you don't want to, gold, silver, jewelry, and treasures in the world, I can get you it." ”

"It can be said that what the hive can give you, I can give you ten times the quote."

Wang Zhi said with confidence.

He is a businessman, and the attributes of a businessman are greater than the attributes of his One Piece, and at this moment he is seriously bargaining with Fang Bei for the price of his life, and he is also not ambiguous at all.

"I know Boss Wang is a good talker." Fang Bei sighed: "If it's a normal time, I'd also be happy to hear Boss Wang's offer." ”

"Only not this time."

Wang Zhi looked at Fang Bei and was a little surprised: "Why not?" ”

Fang Bei did not answer.

Wang Zhi smiled: "Is it because of one person?" ”

"Yes." Fang Bei nodded and said.

"Then I don't have anything more to say." Wang Zhi stretched out his hand: "Please." ”

Please, that is, please do it.

All the conditions given by the hive, Wang Zhi can increase the original price tenfold to Fang Bei, which is also the reason why Wang Zhi will hardly encounter any assassination.

Because he is really rich.

But no matter how rich the country is, there are no two identical leaves in this world, so there are no two identical people.

Wang Zhi is now close to the age of sixteen, and his identity and experience are much higher than Fang Bei, and he also clearly knows that only when it comes to people, there is no way to solve the wealth of his enemy country.

In this case, there is only a distinction between life and death.

Fang Bei nodded, then raised his hand.

There was a loud bang.

Smoke and dust flying.

The boy raised his hand, and there was a black hole in the muzzle of a gun in his sleeve.

Or rather, the muzzle is not accurate.

He had a small cannon hidden in his sleeve.

At this time, the cannon fired.

The iron pill flew out of Fangbe's arm.

It's just too close.

It was so close that Wang Zhi had almost no way to dodge.

What's more, even with all his imagination, he didn't expect that the assassin sent by the Hive to kill him would choose to raise his hand and bombard.

To be honest, if it is a few hundred years later, killing people with hot weapons is the real royal way, and it can also be said that it represents the development direction of advanced productive forces.

But at this moment, Wang Zhi really didn't expect it, thinking that Fang Bei would raise his hand at most and slash the air, but what came was a bombardment.

Iron pills flew in, and there was no way to avoid it, only to raise your hand to block.

Wang Zhi's hands folded and stretched forward, the true qi gathered on his palms, saying that it was too late, it was fast, the iron pill had already come to Wang Zhi's palm, the strength was incomparably great, as if the strength was beyond a thousand jun, Wang Zhi took a few steps back, leaving several distinct footprints on the ground to stand still, but he didn't expect that the iron pill in his hand had already burst from it!

It turned out to be a flowering bomb.

Wang Zhi used his strength to try to break through the wall behind him, but Fang Bei was not idle at the moment after the cannon was fired, and with a flip of his wrist, a slender black sword weapon was already in his hand, and he flew towards Wang Zhi.

Reservoir dogs are always good for beating.

The boy slashed out with a sword.

In case of hard objects.

Splitting can't go down.

Far from bounce away.

Fang Bei gasped slightly, looking ahead.

Smoke fills the air.

In the smoke of gunpowder, Wang Zhi's voice came: "The future is terrible, the future is terrible." ”

"The old man almost confessed here today."

Saying this, Wang Zhi slowly walked out of the smoke of gunpowder.

The clothes were messy and tattered, and the image of a Confucian scholar who was originally light and breezy was now indifferent, with scorched black marks of gunsmoke on his head and face, and blood dripping from his hands.

Obviously, receiving the shells with his bare hands caused a lot of damage to Wang Zhi.

But being able to catch cannonballs with his bare hands and not die, the man in front of him is indeed stronger than Fang Bei originally estimated.

What Fang Bei was looking at was Wang Zhi's arm.

He had just chopped something very hard.

But it's not a bone.

On Wang Zhi's arms, there were two pale golden gauntlets, and Wang Zhi used this gauntlet to block Fang Zhi's attacks.

"Awesome." Fang Bei said lightly.