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Chapter 13: Heroes don't ask where they come from


"I don't dare to be praised by the general manager.

The final general is just a cricket.

By chance, he has to be equipped with a green dragon tail."

The effect of the pre-rehearsal with Mr.

Su is very obvious.

Such convoluted and disgusting flattery, in the 21st century, Zhu Dapeng would not be able to say anything about killing himself, but now he only feels a slight heat on his face and kills him in one fell swoop.

Zhizhi Li heard this and was slightly startled again.

He then judged that the green dragon in this sentence referred to himself, and Zhu Dapeng compared himself to a flying ant.

Because it landed on the tail of the green dragon, it was carried up into the sky.

His face turned red, and he waved his hands with a grin: "I don't dare to do it, I don't dare to do it.

Li is just a pawn in front of Marshal Liu's horse.

How dare you call him Qinglong?

Don't say anything like that again in the future, otherwise, Li will have to live sooner or later."

Shameful to death" "Why should the General Manager be so modest?

If you hadn't planned well and laid out a large number of ambushes in the city in advance, how could Xuzhou City have been recovered so easily?

According to the general's opinion, last night's battle will definitely be recorded in the annals of history.

The generals and others are lucky enough to be listed among them because of your help.”

This sentence was another solid piece of flattery, and Zhu Dapeng had to recite it skillfully.

After hearing this, Zhizhi Li's face looked as rosy as if he had drunk wine.

He shook his head vigorously a few times and scolded with a smile: "You little guy, not only are you good at killing people, your speaking skills are second to none in the entire Xuzhou city.

I'm afraid it's one of the best.

Okay, let's not stand here and talk to each other.

I have a lot of things that I don't understand, and I just need to ask you for clarification."

"Yes."

Zhu Dapeng trembled in his heart, but he pretended to have a calm expression on his face, "I will obey my order."

"You are not following orders, don't be so polite, it sounds awkward to me."

Sesame Li smiled again, took Zhu Dapeng's arm like the uncle next door, and walked into the government office side by side with him.

Sun Sanshiyi was allowed to follow Zhu Dapeng because he was holding a gift.

The other seven strong men were regarded as personal soldiers, and were led into the small flower hall at the entrance by a Red Scarf Army general to greet them separately.

In the blink of an eye, the group of people was divided into two waves, the front and back, and completely lost contact with each other.

Zhu Dapeng noticed that the footsteps behind him became sparse, and he immediately beat a small drum in his heart.

He felt that the shadows of the trees around him were dancing.

In almost every shadow, there were dozens of swordsmen and axemen hiding, who might jump out at any time and kill him.

Chop into minced meat.

However, at this moment, even if he wanted to turn back, it was already too late.

He had no choice but to grit his teeth and accompany Sesame Li towards the depths of Zhou Yamen without missing a step.

As he walked, he quietly cheered himself up in his heart: "If you risk it, you'll be chopped into pieces by him anyway, and maybe you can travel through time again."

But Zhima Li didn't seem to have any intention of falling out immediately.

He pulled him through the long corridor and across the small bridge, around and around, and finally detoured to the study room in the backyard of the state government office.

The original owner of the state government, the Mongolian Daruhuachi Boluo Temuer, was illiterate and did not bother to get some classics to be arty.

Therefore, there was not even a piece of paper in the study, and the teeth, skulls and salted fur of various beasts were hung everywhere on the walls.

Sesame Li took Zhu Dapeng's arm and asked him to sit on a chair covered with tiger skin.

Although the latter did not understand the etiquette of this era, he could still see that there was no juxtaposition next to the tiger-skin chair.

He quickly stopped and followed Mr.

Su's instructions in advance and said humbly in a low voice: "The general manager will sit down first and the general will answer standing up."

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Halfway through, I felt that I was probably going to die here today, so why should I be so spineless?

He simply threw away the "script", stretched hard, and continued: "The general has been lying down all day, and he urgently needs to stretch his muscles.

If you insist on sitting down, you will feel dizzy."

This is obviously not a medieval style of speech, which makes Sesame Li feel fresh.

He turned around and looked at Zhu Dapeng carefully for a while, and finally smiled and loosened his fingers, "Okay, let's stand and talk first.

Come, I will introduce you to our colleagues in the Xuzhou Army."

After that, he stretched out his hand to a bearded man who was following him closely, and introduced with a bit of pride, "This is my good brother Peng Da.

He is now the deputy general manager of our Xuzhou Army.

I regard him as my right-hand man." ” "I've met Mr.

Peng."

Zhu Dapeng immediately bowed and greeted him as a subordinate.

"Deputy, deputy" Peng Da quickly turned his body sideways and emphasized repeatedly.

Then he returned the favor with a silly smile and said loudly: "Yesterday, I heard from the brothers that someone took the lead and stabbed the seductive man who loved to scrape the land.

I thought he was some kind of hero, but it turned out that it was you. little guy" "I took advantage of the strength of the two managers to catch him off guard."

Zhu Dapeng smiled and answered very modestly.

"Flattery again.

We were still several miles away from Xuzhou at that time.

How could I use this opportunity to help you?"

Sesame Li glanced at him and interrupted with a smile, "Come on, you two will chat later.

Meet me first."

This person, Zhao Junyong, the chief historian of our Xuzhou Army, is a scholar and almost won the top prize that year."

"I have admired Mr.

Zhao's name for a long time, and it is a great honor for me to meet him today."

Zhu Dapeng put the most effort into Zhao Junyong in advance, put on a smile on his face, and stepped forward to salute.

Zhao Junyong felt very comfortable after hearing his polite words.

He smiled and waved his hand gently, "No gifts, no gifts.

I have only read a few books, and I am not the top talent.

But you, my little brother."

After deliberately pausing for a moment, he asked in a very gentle tone, "Little brother, don't you usually kill pigs as a profession?

Why do you speak so politely, and your gestures are so bookish, as if you have been in school for many years?"

"This" Immediately, Zhu Dapeng was stunned by the question, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Mr.

Su made countless plans in advance, but he never thought that his temperament would be found to be faulty, so he did not make any corresponding preparations at all.

Although Zhao Jun's words were gentle, his eyes were like two small knives, piercing people's hearts.

Fortunately, people who often quarrel in forums don't respond too slowly.

Zhu Dapeng subconsciously avoided Zhao Jun's aggressive gaze and replied with a smile, "This, I'm ashamed to say.

Junior was not like this originally, but after waking up from a coma at noon today, it was as if he suddenly changed into a different person.

Junior I don’t know what’s going on, I feel awkward, but I can’t change my life or death.”

"You mean, you became like this after being possessed by Maitreya?"

Zhao Junyong slowly took a step forward and continued to stare into Zhu Dapeng's eyes and asked.

"It should be so."

Even if he risked it once, he would risk it twice.

Zhu Dapeng couldn't find the relevant emergency plan in his memory, so he just used it on his own, "In fact, I don't know whether Maitreya is possessed by Maitreya.

I just feel a sudden pain on the back of my head."

After a while, I couldn’t remember anything.

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When I woke up, it was already past noon today.

Is it someone else telling me what happened during this period?

I actually have no memory at all. " The highest level of lying is when one lie is followed by a hundred truths, leaving people unable to find where to start.

Zhao Junyong had prepared countless killing moves in his mind, which could expose Zhu Dapeng's true face on the spot and ruin his reputation.

However, at this moment, not a single move could be used.

He could only stare wide-eyed and asked unwillingly: "You, you don't remember anything, including the fact that you killed Mahama and then gathered the believers to not allow my brothers from the Red Scarf Army to enter the place near Luoma Lane.

Things about a few squares” "I really have no impression at all."

Since it was too late to make up lies, Zhu Dapeng simply continued to tell the truth.

"If there is anything that offends the brothers during this period, please ask the Chief Superintendent and Chief Shi Haihan.

After all, there was chaos last night.

If there are gangsters who kill innocent people in the name of the Red Scarf Army and spread it, I am afraid it will affect the reputation of our Xuzhou Army.

It may not necessarily be a good thing for our future anti-Yuan cause.”

"This is true."

Before Zhao Junyong could express his position, a heroic young general behind him echoed loudly.

"Last night, there were indeed a lot of unlucky guys, taking advantage of the situation.

I saw no fewer than twenty of them chopped up with my own hands.

You couldn't figure out their true identities and intentions at the time, so you didn't allow them to enter the house.

That’s right.

Otherwise, those villages would have suffered as much damage from the rebels as elsewhere.”

"General Mao" Zhao Jun turned back angrily and glared at the young general who was trying to steal the words.

But being interrupted by the latter, the cross-examination of Zhu Dapeng could no longer proceed.

Taking a deep breath, he concluded in a low voice: "It is indeed understandable that you feel like protecting your neighbors.

But for leading troops to attack Paoze without permission, you should have an explanation anyway.

Otherwise, if other brothers in the army ask, I’m afraid it will be very difficult for the Chief Steward and me to handle.”

"Although the general has no memory of this matter, in fact it happened after all.

No matter how punished the general manager is, the general will not complain."

Zhu Dapeng immediately turned his head and bowed deeply to Sesame Li.

"What punishment?

He deserves to die.

Those who are injured should stand up for themselves if they have the guts.

I'll ask him first if he still remembers why he rebelled."

Sesame Li waved his hand and responded very domineeringly, "This It’s only been a few days since I straightened my back that I forgot that I was also a poor person.

I would only stand up to these people if I was crazy.”

"General Manager" Zhao Junyong was very anxious after hearing this.

He turned his head to Sesame Li, his face red and his ears red.

"Old Zhao, I understand your desire to stand up for your subordinates," Sesame Li waved his hand again and said earnestly.

"But we raise the banner of rebellion to stand up for the people.

Instead of driving away the Tatars, we are riding on them to dominate.

Otherwise, since we are changing the soup without changing the medicine, why should the people follow us?

" Although the words were spoken in a crude way, every word stood on the truth.

Not only was Zhao Junyong speechless, but after Zhu Dapeng heard this, he couldn't help but raise his head and look again at this rebel leader who the prison inmates said was very easy to fool.

I saw Sesame Li Fang's square face filled with awe-inspiring aura.

There are even wisps of gray hair on the temples, carrying the smell of fireworks that he is very familiar with in his two previous lives. s: It has entered the top ten of the new book list.

Flowers, collections, and clicks have all increased very quickly.

Everyone is very enthusiastic.

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