Just one sentence filled the entire tower with an aura of slaughter.

The eyes of countless double stand-ins also became complicated and contradictory after the No. 1 stand-in said these words.

It's been eight years.

The No. 1 stand-in has been a stand-in for eight years, a worthless shadow for eight years.

He didn't even have a chance to replace Zhang Xiangbei.

He has been thinking that one day, Zhang Xiangbei will need himself.

Your own existence will definitely be valuable.

Until the news of Zhang Xiangbei's death came.

He was in despair.

Eight years of hard work and struggle have completely turned into a virtual shadow.

His dream of being a Beimang legend Zhang Xiangbei was also shattered.

Everything becomes meaningless.

But today, the general told them that half a year later, among their group of stand-ins, someone would become Zhang Xiangbei, replace Zhang Xiangbei, and hold a comeback ceremony.

His dead heart is resurrected.

But as soon as this dream first started, it was shattered by a man who called himself Zhang Xiangbei.

"I'm alive to carry your burden?"

Facing the emotional questioning of the No. 1 stand-in, Zhang Ruoyu asked lightly.

"If you live, we will be worthless." Stand-in No. 1 turned around and paced downstairs.

stood in front of Zhang Ruoyu.

He was wearing a Beimang military uniform, wearing a Beimang military hat, his facial features had been adjusted, his temperament was cold, his dark eyes were cold, and the chill was pressing.

"You're dead." The No. 1 stand-in stared at Zhang Ruoyu, his eyes full of killing. "We are valuable."

"Let you be worthless garbage." Zhang Ruoyu's thin lips opened slightly, and he said calmly. "I'm sorry."

The pupils of the number one stand-in contracted suddenly.

The whole body is filled with a rich murderous intention.

"You've already died once anyway." The No. 1 stand-in slowly walked towards Zhang Ruoyu, and a Beimang saber appeared in his hand.

"Why don't you die again?"

His voice had just fallen.

Several more stand-ins jumped down the stairs and stood behind the number one.

Beimang knife, the cold light is complete.

Some of them lived in the tower for eight years, others for six or seven years, and their youth, their most precious years, were spent in the tower.

All stand-ins have been trained by the devil.

Zhang Xiangbei experienced the special training in Beimang, and they all survived.

Even, more than Zhang Xiangbei.

They worked hard to perfect the details that were not like Zhang Xiangbei.

They tried their best to make themselves more like Zhang Xiangbei than the stand-ins around them.

But when the living Zhang Xiangbei appeared, they lost their value again.

Because Zhang Xiangbei is still alive.

They will never be Zhang Xiangbei.

The general saw that the No. 1 stand-in was murderous.

He took a few steps backwards, turned around, and walked out the door.

The number one stand-in is the most like.

It is also the most powerful of all stand-ins.

The training resources he has are even richer and more powerful than Zhang Xiangbei, who was in Beimang back then.

Whether it is tactical reserves, individual combat, or leadership skills, marching and fighting, he has been trained to the very top.

The general exited the tower and locked the gate, and what he would have done today had not happened.

His report was that there was an outlaw pretending to be Zhang Xiangbei who was killed by General Zhang's stand-ins.

Is General Zhang still alive?

As we all know, his authority does not support him to know the inside story of those high-level officials, including the cause of General Zhang's death.

How would he know that this man who called himself Zhang Xiangbei was real?

He took a deep breath, threw the key into the stinking gutter, turned around, and was about to leave in the car.

was stunned by the picture on the huge school field in front of him.

The black is pressing, and there is no end in sight of the Beimang army.

The flag is bright and waving in the wind.

Beimang Young Marshal Long Fei.

Leader of the Eight Ace Divisions of Beimang.

Everyone, standing silently on the school grounds.

As if waiting for a military parade, it stood still in place.

The general opened his mouth, and for a moment, he was sweating profusely, and his legs and stomach were tendoning.

He nodded slightly, and a workplace smile appeared on his originally majestic and fierce face.

Then he lowered his head and reached for the black, opaque stinking ditch to retrieve the key.

The more he fished, the more anxious he became, and then he simply jumped in to find the key.

Here, it's his chassis.

The tower was specially rebuilt by him.

All the stand-ins in it were also secretly recruited by him.

If Zhang Xiangbei died, he would have died in the tower.

Then he can only be buried with him.

Oh no.

Beimang may exterminate his nine clans.

"What are you looking for?"

Next to the stinky ditch, Long Fei squatted and lit a cigarette, and asked calmly with his eyes.

"Find a key."

The general raised his dark face, his whole body was polluted by black water, it was very smelly, but he grinned, his teeth were quite white: "A key to restart your life." ”

Long Fei shook his head and said, "Such a bad life, what are you doing restarting?" ”

"It's better to die than to live." The general finally found the key, and also found the peace blessings that the stand-ins had just entered the tower and were so excited that they went to the temple to ask for peace.

Peace and blessing are for Zhang Xiangbei.

The stand-in of that will hope that their idol will live a long life.

The general was entrusted by the stand-ins to send peace and blessing to Zhang Xiangbei.

But as soon as the general went out, he casually threw it into the stinky ditch.