Until now, Chen Zhi still thinks of the old leader, the old man who called him Jiang Qing and had a voice like a Hong Zhong, who once severely reprimanded Bao Ping in this bedroom, and there was deep expectation in his words.

It's just that Bao Ping and Chen Zhi at that time didn't notice this expectation~~~

Unexpectedly, when I returned to this big bedroom again, everything had long been different, the old leader of the past was no longer there, and the new leader Bao Ping had already moved in there.

The doormen on both sides opened the door for Chen Zhi, but the lamp boy didn't dare to enter, so he retreated and leaned against the door, letting Chen Zhi walk in alone.

The bedroom is still smoky, making people feel like they are living in the gap between reality and dreams, exactly the same as when Chen Zhi first came.

Standing in front of him was a large screen, the screen was translucent, and behind it was a faintly large bed, on both sides of the bed there were bronze lampstands and smokers, on which were clearly traced circuitous, very ancient, as if returning to the palace of the Zhou Dynasty.

On either side of the bed stood two witch doctors, holding long incense sticks in their hands, as if they had just finished performing the ritual and were finishing it.

At this time, I listened, Bao Ping's voice came from behind the screen,

"You're here?

Come on in! ”

Bao Ping's figure was faintly revealed behind the screen, and he sat up from the bed and beckoned to Chen Zhi.

Chen Zhi walked over, and after bypassing the screen, he saw Bao Ping sitting on the bed.

Bao Ping's shirt had been completely ripped off, and his upper body was wrapped in bandages covered with dense incantations, making him look like a mummy.

And Bao Ping's left face has been bruised, the original wound has expanded several times, basically the left side of the face has been destroyed, the witch doctor's skills are indeed superb, but the technique has always been cruel, they tore apart Bao Ping's left face wound, with gold water to carve witchcraft into it, in order to pull out the poison, you can imagine what Bao Ping has experienced just a period of time.

"Come and sit!"

Bao Ping pointed to a large chair next to the bed and said to Chen Zhi.

It's a seat hidden in smoke, seemingly made of black, with a quaint and strange style, and next to it is a steaming smoker, which is hard to notice if you are not careful.

After Chen Zhi walked to the chair and sat down.

Bao Ping raised his hand to the witch doctors around him, "You guys go first~~, I'm also a little tired!" ”

"Yes!" After bowing very respectfully, the witch doctor all left.

Seeing those witch doctors close the door, Bao Ping turned his face to look at Chen Zhi, his cheeks looked shocking at this time, Chen Zhi turned his face away, and avoided looking at it a little.

"You know what?" , Bao Ping's voice was a little soft,

"The chair you sit on now is more than 5,000 years old......

According to my stepfather, since King Wu of Zhou, this bedroom has not been touched~~~, everything is the way it was in that era.

At that time, King Wu of Zhou died on this bed, and it is said that before he died, Jiang Shang sat in the position where you are sitting now! ”

"Really?" ，

Chen Zhi smiled faintly and touched the heavy handle of the chair with his hand,

"It seems that history has never passed, everything is repeating itself~~~"

"Chen Zhi, have you ever thought about it?" ，

Bao Ping said suddenly, but he didn't continue, but turned his face in other directions, and after hesitating for a while,

"Have you ever wondered ......, what is the purpose of this raid planned by the shadows?"

Bao Ping's voice was very soft when he said this, which was a voice that Chen Zhi had never heard before.

Chen Zhi clearly saw that there was an inexplicable emotion on Bao Ping's face, and this emotion was very subtle, as if it made people feel that Bao Ping would also be weak.

"It's simple, attack the rudder, assassinate you, that's what they're for!" ，

Chen Zhi looked at Bao Ping and said:

"But after such a lot of effort, the final result is of no substantive significance!"

"Go on......," Bao Ping picked up a cigarette and tapped it lightly on the ashtray.

"It's just an incomprehensible raid, a lot of effort, but inexplicable~~",

Chen Zhi continued,

"If they tried to assassinate you, they have succeeded, and the black spear has already wounded you!

If it were me, I would choose the poison that seals the throat with blood, the kind of poison that can kill a person in an instant, this medicine is easy to get, and once the blood is broken, there is no room for recovery.

And why do you need such a troublesome method? ”

"Yes! It's really troublesome......",

Bao Ping said softly, and continued to tap the cigarette with his hand,

"This raid in the shadows is really not worth it, they killed a lot of black warriors, in exchange for only stabbing me with an arrow.

But the fact is that he is not stupid, what he wants to do is not to kill me, but to kill the hearts of the organization~~~"

Bao Ping finally lit the cigarette in his hand, took a puff and continued,

"He knows that the leader is just an identity, and I am not the only one who can be the leader.

Even if you kill me, a new leader will take over immediately.

The Ji royal family has a large number of talents, and there will inevitably be a new leader surnamed Ji to succeed him, and at that time, the organization will be more united and bitter because of my death.

And this is not ...... what Ruma wants to see......"

"What do you think their purpose is?" ，

Chen Zhi looked at Bao Ping with a smile,

"The rudder they attacked didn't really have any real significance, it was just a rudder responsible for coordination.

Even if you kill all the people there, it won't have much impact on the organization.

What is the purpose of them losing so many black warriors this time and making such a big move?

It seems that Ruma is really not a smart god son!! ”

"Actually, you know the answer, it's just that you don't want to say it......",

Bao Ping looked ahead silently, took another puff of cigarette, took a faint puff, and said softly:

"Xiqi Wangcheng is an organization that has lasted for thousands of years, and has been ruled by the royal family surnamed Ji, and my ascension to the throne is a special case.

No matter how much this matter is covered up, it is also a fact.

I'm not the blood of the Ji family......

And for a group with deep roots like this, it is easy to kill people, but it is very difficult to punish people!

The hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, and the rudder of the organization has long been all over the country, like a thousand-legged giant worm, if you just want to destroy a rudder, then you don't have to attack the closest rudder, you just need to choose a long-distance rudder, and the result is still meaningless.

So their purpose this time is not to go for the rudder, nor for my life.

Their real purpose is to punish the heart~~,

Kill my prestige in the hearts of the people of the organization! ”

So their purpose this time is not to go for the rudder, nor for my life.

Their real purpose is to punish the heart~~,

Kill my prestige in the hearts of the people of the organization! ”