"I'm disappointed."

Zhao Ding's emaciated body slowly sat up straight, and his sharp eyes looked down at Zhao Dou who was kneeling in front of him, "Do you understand why?" ”

"Why? Hahaha...."

Seeing Luo Zhen leave, Zhao Dou had obviously anticipated his next ending, and his originally depressed head was raised suddenly, and there was no trace of fear in his eyes, replaced by monstrous hatred.

"Isn't it because Lao Tzu didn't accompany you to play the drama of father's love and filial piety, but wanted to take your position and take your life?"

"If it weren't for the group of wastes of the Sacrificial Sword Society, it wouldn't be me kneeling here now, but you! Zhao Ding! ”

Zhao Dou bit the last two words extremely hard, grinning like a vicious hyena, unscrupulously venting malice.

"It seems that until now, you still haven't understood!"

Zhao Ding's eyes were full of disappointment, in his opinion, Zhao Dou was still so naïve and ignorant.

"It's not wrong to fight, but to win, you must afford to lose! Even if it's death, don't complain! ”

The old man frowned angrily, and there was a monstrous anger in his voice.

"Lao Tzu is not disappointed that you usurped power, but disappointed that you can't even fight an old man whose genes have disintegrated to the point of dying!"

"Lao Tzu is not disappointed that you are cruel and vicious, but disappointed that you actually eat inside and outside and cling to outsiders! Who is Luo Zhen? That hungry tiger that eats people and doesn't spit out bones is also what you can fucking drive? ”

"If you Zhao Dou can win today, Lao Tzu can laugh louder than anyone else even if he kneels here! for you are my offspring! ”

The roaring Zhao Ding was like an old lion, and his withered body exuded a terrifying momentum.

Zhao Dou's face was as pale as paper, and there were various emotions in his eyes, such as resentment, regret, and fear, which were intertwined and changed, and finally turned into hysterical roars.

"If you're willing to pass me the position of the helm handle, why should I go back?!"

"Because you're incompetent! It is impossible for me Zhao Ding to hand over the country to a waste! ”

Zhao Ding waved his hand at the silent muddy water robe brothers around him, "Open your dog's eyes and look at these fellow brothers!" ”

"If I hand them over to you, will you be able to survive with them?"

Zhao Dou opened his mouth with red eyes, but before he could say a word of argument, he was concluded by Zhao Ding's coffin.

"You can't!"

Three words, the words were sonorous, but they crushed the last glimmer of light in Zhao Dou's eyes.

"You will only be eaten by Luo Zhen and Tiger Mound without leaving a trace, and Brother Muddy Water Robe will also be defeated in your hands!"

After Zhao Ding said this, he closed his eyes tiredly, no longer looked at Zhao Dou with a sluggish expression, and waved his withered arm in the air.

"Let's die together, otherwise if I die, you won't be able to live in this world."

As soon as the old man's words fell, Guan Qingyun, who was standing behind Zhao Dou, suddenly stretched out his arm, and his five fingers were like knives directly inserted into the back of Zhao Dou's neck.

With a pop, the biochip buried in Zhao Dou's neck was pulled out.

"Uh..... Ah.....h

The wound on the back of the neck resembles a damaged shower, constantly spurting milky white bionic blood.

There was not a trace of red in Zhao Dou's blood.

In order to get Zhao Ding's approval, he had already transformed himself into not a human being.

But even so, he was a waste in Zhao Ding's eyes until he died. A waste who doesn't even have the qualifications to live after the death of an elder.

The palm of Qingyun's hand holding the chip slid open, and a black box the size of a matchbox popped out.

Li Jun knows this thing, this is a host that builds a dream world, and judging from such a compact size, the computing power of this host is not high.

The simulated Huangliang Dream should only last for about five years, and then it will constantly reset, and the cycle repeats.

A chill suddenly appeared in Li Jun's eyes, and he suddenly understood what Zhao Ding wanted to do.

"Master Ding, do you really want to do this?"

Although he also looked down on Zhao Dou, Guo Qingyun couldn't help but ask more questions before inserting the biochip that carried Zhao Dou's consciousness backup into the host.

Qingyun's question was not answered immediately, and it was not until a long time later that Zhao Ding's tired but firm voice came from the lift.

"Being able to live in a happy dream should be the best ending for Adou."

Guo Qingyun opened his mouth, but finally did not say a word, and no longer hesitated, inserting the chip into the interface of the host.

Click.

The black box is lit up with a red light, which is a sign of successful consciousness uploading.

Zhao Dou's physical body has died, but his consciousness has gained 'eternal life'.

It's just that this kind of 'eternal life' is short-lived.

Qingyun walked to the side of the lifting with the host in both hands and gently placed it on Zhao Ding's lap.

It was only at this moment that the ruthless muddy water-robed brother finally stopped hiding his sadness, his withered palms rubbing the black box back and forth, and his lips trembled slightly.

"Mr. Zhao Ding, please control your emotions, please control your emotions!"

The life-sustaining device emitted a piercing alarm, and the two droid people with a dull expression reminded Zhao Ding in a stiff tone.

Zhao Ding took a deep breath, quickly calmed down his mood, and then opened his eyes and looked at Li Jun.

"Ah Jun, I don't know about Zhao Dou's betrayal of you. Including Qingyun sealing your mouth with the Eight Grades of Internal Strength, it's not what I meant. If I knew, I wouldn't have let them do it. ”

Zhao Ding's voice was very calm, as if he was stating an ordinary fact.

In addition, Qingyun no longer had the slightest arrogance on his body, so he honestly stood aside with his hands tied, and said apologetically: "It's my fault, Master Ding." ”

"For the brothers who were injured and lost their lives today, I will pay for their families to support them properly, and in addition, I will give you 300,000 Daming treasure money as compensation alone, how about it?"

Zhao Ding's attitude was very sincere, and it could even be said that he was a little humble, as the helmsman of the Pao Brothers' Association, he didn't need to explain so much to Li Jun at all.

Regardless of whether what Zhao Ding said was true or not, he was able to do this step, which was enough to give Li Jun face.

Otherwise, even if he used Li Jun as a game to fish for Luo Zhen's evil shark, what could Li Jun do?

Kill Zhao Ding to vent his anger?

As long as Li Jun has this kind of thought, he will immediately be shot indiscriminately and beaten into a sieve.

The Followers of Martial Arts Sequence Nine can barely be considered superhuman, but superman is not a god either.

If you get shot in the head, you will die.

No one used a gun in today's conflict, and that was because the identity of the Luo Zhen Tianfu Garrison Inspector was there.

This layer of identity is both protection and shackles. Including Luo Zhen himself, he was bound by this identity.

Because once there is a large-scale firefight, the nature of the whole thing immediately changes.

Gang vendetta and armed conflict are two words with very different meanings.

Whether it was the high-level officials of the Tianfu Garrison Security Bureau or the people standing behind Zhao Ding, they didn't want to see a shootout break out on Kowloon Street.

But now, Zhao Ding no longer has this concern.

If he wants to shoot Li Jun, it's just a matter of one sentence.

Li Jun hung his head slightly, making it impossible to see his expression clearly, and said lightly: "On behalf of my dead brother, thank you Ding Ye." ”