The road to immortality is difficult, bones build immortality

Qingchen gently patted Mr. Zhao on the shoulder, with a hint of playfulness and comfort in his voice.

"Mr. Zhao, don't worry, I will definitely rescue you. But, will you really give me everything? Official position, treasure, beauty."

When Mr. Zhao heard this, he couldn't help but secretly cursed this former brothel ruffian for daring to sit on the ground and raise the price at this time.

He thought to himself, after I get out, see how I deal with you, a pariah.

He had the nerve to say that he would help me block that female bandit. It was this female bandit who caused me so much harm.

However, these thoughts only flashed through Mr. Zhao's mind, and he did not dare to express them.

He knew that he had no way out now and could only place his hope on the gangster in front of him.

So, he suppressed the anger in his heart and tried to make his voice sound sincere:

"Yes, yes! As long as you save me, I will give you anything! I swear!"

Qingchen looked at the trace of resentment and helplessness in Mr. Zhao's eyes, and couldn't help but sneer secretly in his heart.

He could probably guess what this violent and cruel Mr. Zhao was thinking.

He knew clearly that Mr. Zhao, who seemed to be powerful and sincere, must be filled with resentment and helplessness in his heart at this moment.

"You are probably thinking in your mind, after I go out, how to deal with me, a brothel rogue who dares to sit on the ground and raise prices, right?"

Qingchen's voice pierced Mr. Zhao's heart.

"However, I have to tell you, I don't care what you think. To me, you are just a pawn that can be used. And I am the one who decides whether you can survive or not."

Mr. Zhao's face instantly turned pale.

He didn't expect Qingchen to be so straightforward, which touched his heart and made him almost unable to breathe.

"Okay, enough playing, I won't play with you anymore."

Qingchen's voice contained a hint of ridicule and cruelty, as if he was admiring Mr. Zhao's fear and despair.

"Oh, you useless thing, the greatest value you can exert now is your life.

Remember in the next life, don’t mess with your Lord Chen. Otherwise, your end will be even worse than now. "

After Qingchen got the news from Diao Ye's confidant Tieniu, he thought for a long time and understood the key to the problem.

Since the city lord and Diao Ye are going to play a drama, who is the key to this drama?

Are they the city lord and Diao Ye?

No, they are just the chess players behind the scenes.

The real key is Mr. Zhao, the son of the city lord.

So, what if Mr. Zhao dies?

If he died at the foot of Beimang Mountain, in front of the vanguard army.

The head was chopped off by bandits in Beimang Mountain and used as a sacrificial flag?

Then, can this scene still be performed?

Qingchen seemed to have seen that bloody and shocking scene.

Such a change is enough to completely collapse the plans of the city lord and Diao Ye.

All their plans and plans will come to nothing.

So, Mr. Zhao.

He must die.

Qingchen's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, and he slowly walked towards Mr. Zhao.

Qingchen suddenly took action, his movements as fast as lightning.

Mr. Zhao felt a sharp pain, and his throat had been cut open by Qingchen's sharp blade.

Blood spurted out like a shot, staining Qingchen's hands and clothes red.

Mr. Zhao's eyes were full of fear and unwillingness.

He opened his mouth and wanted to shout, but he could only make a "loud" sound.

A cruel smile appeared on Qingchen's face, as if he was enjoying the victory and pleasure of this moment.

The sharp blade in his hand swung again and accurately cut off Mr. Zhao's head.

His head rolled to the ground, his eyes still wide open, full of fear and despair.

Qingchen took out a piece of paper from his arms and it said, "Dog officer Zhao Erhe, take your son to sacrifice the flag."

He pasted the note on Mr. Zhao's head, and then wrapped the head with a piece of cloth, as if wrapping a precious gift.

Then, Qingchen turned around and walked towards the soldiers who were from the Double Eagle Society.

His eyes were full of majesty and coldness, and the soldiers did not dare to look directly into his eyes.

Qingchen said in a commanding tone:

"Everyone, chop this corpse with a knife!"

The soldiers looked at each other in shock, but did not dare to disobey Qingchen's order.

They stepped forward one by one, and with trembling weapons in their hands, they slashed at Mr. Zhao's body.

Mr. Zhao's body was chopped to pieces and was too bloody to be seen.

"Now, we are all grasshoppers on a rope.

They are all my dearest relatives and friends, brothers and sisters.

From now on, we will enjoy the blessings together, and we will have to bear the difficulties together! " Qingchen said.

After he said this, he turned around and walked towards the soldiers, pointed at Mr. Zhao's body, and said coldly:

"Throw this piece of trash off the cliff and let him feed those wild wolves!"

Then, he asked a soldier to lift Mr. Zhao's head and clean up the blood and traces at the scene.

After everything was ready, Qingchen walked to the entrance of the secret tunnel.

He carefully checked every detail of the entrance to make sure there were no flaws.

Then, he asked his soldiers to restore the entire entrance to normal, as if nothing had ever happened here.

After doing all this, Qingchen led his men and horses and walked into the tunnel.

Qingchen led his men and horses along the secret tunnel, and soon came to the exit of the tunnel.

At the exit, there were already soldiers from the Double Eagle Society waiting. When they saw Qingchen and his party appear, they immediately came to greet them.

Qingchen looked around and found that in addition to the waiting soldiers from the Double Eagle Society, there were more than a dozen soldiers who had survived the previous battle lying not far away.

He pondered for a moment, then announced loudly to everyone:

"We have made great contributions this time, and everyone will be rewarded! However, there are some things we must handle neatly and not let any news leak out."

After that, Qingchen walked in front of the dozen soldiers from the Double Eagle Society and ordered them with gestures that only they knew before:

"You, sneak attack and kill all these injured soldiers for me, leaving no one alive! We must ensure that this operation is foolproof!"

When the soldiers of the Double Eagle Society heard this order, they showed a look of shock on their faces.

However, Qingchen's order forced them to obey.

Seeing this, Qingchen said coldly in a low voice:

"What the hell are you all standing there for? If we don't kill them, how can you live?

If the news leaks out, you will all die!"

The soldiers of the Double Eagle Society approached those soldiers silently.

At this moment, the soldiers of the Double Eagle Society suddenly launched an attack.

The sharp blades in their hands cut through the night sky like lightning, stabbing those unsuspecting soldiers fiercely.

Many of those soldiers were still injured.

They never thought that their fellow brothers would attack them.