After Tang Jie heard Zhao Lingge's comforting words, he slowly stopped his sad crying.

Raising his head, Tang Jie looked at Zhao Lingge, who was standing not far from his body.

Not noticing any unusual emotions and expressions from Zhao Lingge, Tang Jie opened his mouth and explained to Zhao Lingge: "Miss Zhao, Senior Yang Zhitian is my old chief. ”

"For so many years, I have accompanied him from birth to death, and the relationship between the two of us is not comparable to anything else."

"Division Commander Yang Zhitian has died now, it's all because I, the chief of staff, didn't take good care of him!"

Speaking of this, Tang Jie's mood directly became irritable.

Because he felt that he had not protected Yang Zhitian's safety, Tang Jie was very sad and regretful, and he was all blaming himself in his heart.

Feeling that he was sorry for Yang Zhitian, Tang Jie raised his right hand and directly made a palm.

Then, Tang Jie used his palm to slap himself a few loud times.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

Zhao Lingge stood in the distance, and he didn't have time to stop Tang Jiede from moving, so he could only watch him slap himself several times.

In Zhao Lingge's line of sight, she saw that after Tang Jie was slapped several times by her palm, a palm-shaped mark appeared directly on his cheek.

Looking more closely, Zhao Lingge also saw bloody red streaks of blood in the handprints.

Judging from this cheek reaction, combined with the crisp sound that came out when Tang Jie slapped him just now. Zhao Lingge could judge that Tang Jie's slaps were definitely real! And the intensity of the fight is definitely not light.

Is this really a slap in the face, or is it a performance to win the trust of Zhao Lingge and others?

Zhao Lingge himself felt that there was some confusion.

To say that this is acting, this kind of strength and his own state and emotions, there are some things that are too true.

Tang Jie can be regarded as blaming himself to the extreme.

After slapping himself a few times, Tang Jie raised his head again, looked at Zhao Lingge, and occasionally glanced at Yang Zhitian's current miserable death, sighed deeply, and continued to speak: "Miss Zhao, I know that I am sorry for Senior Yang Zhitian, so in order to be able to make up for Senior Yang Zhitian's spirit in the sky, I want to ask you for one thing. ”

Hearing Tang Jie say such words, Zhao Lingge's expression on the surface did not move, but he muttered to himself in his heart: "Is it finally coming?" In order to comfort Master Yang Zhitian's spirit in the sky, why did he come to ask for himself? I'm guessing you're doing it for your own plans?! I don't know what kind of request you can make? ”

Zhao Lingge kept thinking in her heart, she decided that if Tang Jie's request could be analyzed and had its own purpose, Zhao Lingge himself would definitely not agree.

And the only solution is to think of some excuses and just put it off.

Although he was thinking about how to refuse Tang Jie's proposal, he definitely couldn't show any flaws on his face.

Therefore, Zhao Lingge slowly approached Tang Jie's gaze again and slowly approached a little distance.

Coming to Tang Jie's body, Zhao Lingge slowly squatted down his body, trying to keep his line of sight on the same plane as Tang Jie.

The reason why Zhao Lingge squatted down his body was because this approach could make Zhao Lingge appear more approachable. Only in this way can I show that my position is analyzed from Tang Jie's perspective when discussing some things with Tang Jie.

In this way, it can also help Zhao Lingge have more excuses when he refuses to propose, or it can also make Zhao Lingge's rejection more likely to succeed.

Keeping his gaze on the same plane as Tang Jie's as much as possible, Zhao Lingge looked at Tang Jie's eyes with a sad and serious expression.

The expression of this emotion also has its own characteristics and requirements.

For example, the sad look on his face can show that Yang Zhitian, the team of Zhao Lingge, also had a sad attitude towards his sacrifice, so Tang Jie was able to put forward his request with the help of Yang Zhitian's last face.

And the seriousness that can be conveyed along with the sadness can help Zhao Lingge convey the message, which mainly illustrates a specific qualifying requirement.

Tang Jie can make some requests, but these requirements must be in his own interests, and he can't make random demands.

Moreover, this kind of seriousness also means that you can discuss the request with Tang Jie, but Zhao Lingge can't agree without any restrictions.

If he encounters those unreasonable demands, Zhao Lingge has the right to refuse.

Zhao Lingge conveyed these two specific emotions and put forward his own opinions.

Tang Jie looked at Zhao Lingge's eyes and felt Zhao Lingge's emotions, and he could be regarded as somewhat understanding the meaning of Zhao Lingge's emotions.

Looking at Zhao Lingge, Tang Jie nodded his head secretly, expressing his full respect for Zhao Lingge's opinion. It will also strictly abide by Zhao Lingge's requirements and norms.

With Tang Jie's nodding in agreement, Zhao Lingge also nodded with some reassurance, and then, Zhao Lingge's expression maintained his emotion, and he said: "Chief of Staff Tang, Division Commander Yang Zhitian can be regarded as a corpse now, only the little things that I Zhao Lingge can do, I will definitely do my best to help you." ”

"With your words, Miss Zhao, I, Tang Jie, am finally relieved."

"It's okay, Chief of Staff Tang needs my help with something?"

Now that Zhao Lingge had already opened his mouth to ask himself, Tang Jie also opened his mouth to say what he thought in his heart.

Looking down at Yang Zhitian, who fell in Tang Jie's arms, there was no intact place on his body, Tang Jie was sad in his heart, and tears from the corners of his eyes continued to seep out of his eyes.

In the midst of sobbing, Tang Jie hoarsely voiced, puffed up his confidence, opened his mouth, and said: "Miss Zhao, I am an ordinary person, and my personal ability is really limited. I hope you can help me avenge our Master Yang Zhitian! ”

Avenge?

Knowing such a request from Tang Jie, Zhao Lingge was a little surprised.

This demand for revenge can definitely be considered reasonable. That is, because Tang Jie's request was really too reasonable, Zhao Lingge felt very shocked.

After all, if Tang Jie was really in disguise, his request definitely had its own purpose.

But to avenge Yang Zhitian, I really don't know, and I can't even guess what Tang Jie's purpose is.

For this purpose, there is nothing strange about Tang Jie's proposal.

Because Yang Zhitian's bones are not cold now, as an old comrade-in-arms of Yang Zhitian and an old friend of Yang Zhitian himself, his first reaction must be to avenge Yang Zhitian.

If it is a request for resurrection, it must be unreliable, and there are some things that are too false to be realized. So he retreated and asked for revenge, which was really the most understandable of the reasonable demands that a grief-stricken friend could think of.

And Tang Jie made such a request, which is really a request that there is no way to doubt.

However, Zhao Lingge did not directly agree to this matter without thinking because Tang Jie made such an easy-to-understand request. Zhao Lingge's suspicion of Tang Jie is one thing that has been authenticated by Liu Wei.

This suspicion made Zhao Lingge wary of any of Tang Jie's next movements, expressions, and words.

Therefore, after Zhao Lingge heard Tang Jie's request, his face did not reveal his suspicion of Tang Jie, but a wave of hesitation and concern appeared.

This hesitation and thinking were imprinted in Tang Jie's eyes. However, Tang Jie didn't show any dissatisfaction or suspicion on his face after seeing Zhao Lingge's hesitation, and even the flash in his eyes never existed.

After getting Zhao Lingge's doubts, the expression on Tang Jie's face was only bitter and tragic, and there was a hint of begging.

Continuing to look at Zhao Lingge's eyes, Tang Jie said sadly: "Miss Zhao, I don't have any strength, maybe it's okay to fight with one or two ordinary people, but if you face so many people, and even have the figure of an ancient martial arts cultivator, you will definitely not be able to be an ordinary person." ”

"But you're different! You and your companions are all ancient martial arts cultivators who know kung fu, and your abilities have the potential to avenge Master Yang Zhitian. ”

"So, I, Tang Jie, beg you here! Division Commander Yang Zhitian shouldn't have died like this! I must avenge Senior Commander Yang Zhitian! ”

With his hands clasped together in front of his chest, Tang Jie kept bending down and saluting Zhao Lingge, the so-called Zhao Lingge was able to agree to help him avenge Yang Zhitian.

However, even if Tang Jie kept saluting, what he was waiting for in the end was still Zhao Lingge's silence and hesitation.

The grief and indignation in his heart became stronger and stronger, and Tang Jie's expression was full of sadness, "Alas! It seems that Miss Zhao is unwilling to help me with this?! Master Yang Zhitian loved the people like a son all his life, self-denial, honesty and integrity, but he didn't expect that he was killed and no one dared to save him in the end. ”

"Alas!"

With a deep sigh, Tang Jie then said fiercely: "Since you don't agree to my request, then I can only go and avenge Senior Commander Yang Zhitian by myself!" ”

"Although my strength is low, I don't believe it, I can't pull a few enemies to give Commander Yang Zhitian a back! Even if I die in the end, Master Yang Zhitian will not be alone on Huangquan Road! ”

After speaking, Tang Jie's eyes revealed an unusually determined look. Slowly moving the corpse of Yang Zhitian on his body to the ground, Tang Jie stood up little by little.

At the same time that Tang Jie stood up, Zhao Lingge also stood up and continued to keep his line of sight on the same plane as Tang Jie.

After straightening up his body, Tang Jie glanced at Zhao Lingge, who was standing not far from him.

Seeing that Zhao Lingge still didn't say anything, Tang Jie's feet moved, and his body wanted to leave the place.

"Chief of Staff Don?"

Just when Tang Jie was about to act, Zhao Lingge finally opened his mouth and said a word to Tang Jie.

"What? Is Miss Zhao willing to help? ”

Tang Jie heard that Zhao Lingge had finally spoken to him, and a little joy appeared in his heart.

This kind of joy is that Yang Zhitian has hope of revenge, so the joy reflected is still not strange in this reaction.

Just now, the reason why Zhao Lingge kept showing a hesitant look was that on the one hand, he was procrastinating thinking when he really didn't know what to do, and on the other hand, he was also testing Tang Jie's true reaction.