Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

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In the main tent of the camp, Zhuang Tang was wearing silver armor, with blood stains on the armor, messy black hair **** high, his handsome face cold and solemn, and his eyes cold.

There was a dirty helmet on the table in front of him. It was obvious that he had just stepped off the battlefield and didn't even have time to change his clothes.

With a loud bang, the man kneeling in the middle of the main tent was knocked over and hit the ground heavily and flew far away.

"Mother, the elder son treats you very well, you dare to poison the elder son's food!"

The General Luhu Hu pointed at the bound man with righteous indignation and shouted, his face violent with bruises, he was obviously extremely angry.

Several other senior generals were also angry, their fists creaked, and the look of the man's eyes was very disappointed.

The **** Zhang Zheng vomited a mouthful of blood, struggling to prop up his arms and straighten his upper body, and walked to the table with a trembling voice, "Second I know I was wrong, I was confused..."

Zhuang Tang raised his hand to stop Zhang Zheng's words, there was no looseness on his face, and there was coldness in the bottomless phoenix eyes.

"Let me ask you, who made you poison me?"

In fact, Zhuang Tang had an answer in his heart, but he still wanted to hear Zhang Zheng say it himself.

Zhang Zheng has been his subordinate for four years and has followed him from birth to death. He has always been loyal and loyal. He did not expect that Zhang Zheng would betray him.

Zhuang Tang closed his eyes slightly, then opened them a moment later, looking at Zhang Zheng who was in pain on his face, his tone of voice was indifferent, "Don't you want to say it?"

Zhang Zheng swallowed. The blood in his mouth is not unfamiliar to him, but he feels extraordinarily bitter, just like his heart.

"The son..." Zhang Zheng opened his mouth, but it was difficult to say what he said.

Obviously worrying about something.

The bearded general sneered, his black and red face full of contempt.

"Don't want to play the emotional card with Shizi. If Shizi's pet knocked over the table, Shizi's soldiers would not find you sneaking into the main account and poisoning Shizi."

"We have been born to death with our son for so many years. No matter how difficult the days are, we have persisted. What you did today makes me ashamed for you."

Zhang Zheng's chest hurts fiercely, and every inch of his dark and dry face is painful.

Zhuang Tang's slender fingers clicked on the table, and blood stains were faintly visible on his hands.

This is the trace left by the enemy's blood spurting out and splashing on his body when he was fighting with the Turkic cavalry on the battlefield just now.

"Let Ben Shizi guess..." Zhuang Tang was calm and terrifying, his expression has not changed since he was told that Zhang Zheng was poisoned, "Zhuang Qiwen controlled your family, right?"

Zhang Zheng's pupils shrank suddenly, his strength was taken away, his hands slipped from the table and collapsed to the ground.

Zhuang Tang constricted his eyes and continued, "He asked you to poison me, otherwise your family's life would be insecure. Am I right?"

The five-and-three-thin man was slashed with a big knife, and the wounds showed that the bones had never cried, but at this time he lowered his head and wept.

"I'm sorry for the son of the world. It's really because the prince asked me to arrest my mother, wife and children and threaten me. I have no other choice but to do this."

"You son, kill me, it's all my fault. The son is so kind to me, but I avenge my revenge. I really deserve to die!"

Zhang Zheng's nose and tears muffled his face, silence the generals who were originally angry at the scene.

They thought it was the Turkic people who bought Zhang Zheng and let him poison the son, but they never thought that he was the king of Duan.