Chapter 202

202 the fate of the traitor

"My sister Weiyang is the most suitable person for the general. She is intelligent and decisive. She is by no means an ignorant and weak girl who doesn't understand anything in the boudoir. With the support of my Zhao family, if the general marries him, why don't he worry about the great cause? Why don't he worry about killing the Xiao family?" Zhao Mingde became more and more excited and stared at the beautiful outline in the dark: "The general is a wise man. He should know that there must be a choice for a great cause... I am never afraid of death. If I can help the general achieve a great cause, I will have no regrets even if I die ten thousand times."

He has never been afraid of death, but if a man is born in this world and can't avenge his parents, even if he dies, what face can he have to see his parents?

Huo Qijun's voice interrupted him faintly: "unfortunately, you should have died on the battlefield."

Huo Qijun's words made Zhao Mingde slightly stunned and painfully close his eyes. If he could choose, why didn't he want to die in the battlefield? You know, it's his long cherished wish to wrap up the body in a vest. But now he has become a traitor despised by everyone and was despised by his comrades in arms and colleagues who fought side by side in the past.

"General, kill me..." Zhao Mingde smiled bitterly: "since the general refused to accept my surrender, he might as well kill me immediately! Under the nine springs, Zhao Mingde saw those comrades in arms who died because of me and apologized to them again“

"But if I do it again, I will still make such a choice. Natural selection and the law of the jungle are the rules of the world. I hope my death can make the general understand that those who become great businesses don't stick to small things."

Huo Qijun looked at the unrepentant Zhao Mingde indifferently. A trace of hatred flashed in his eyes: "natural selection, the law of the jungle? If so, let you taste the so-called rules."

"Somebody, shut him up in the beast room." Huo Qijun's tone was still flat, but Zhao Mingde trembled in horror: "general, you..."

Before he could say anything, someone blocked his mouth with a handkerchief. Zhao Mingde struggled and sobbed twice, with a look of despair on his face. He had heard the roar of the beast

Wu Heizi looked serious and stood aside. He looked bored at Huo Qijun's writing. After a while, Huo Qijun raised his head: "what's the matter with the beast room?"

Although Wu Heizi hated Zhao Mingde, he thought that there were several hungry beasts waiting for him. I'm afraid the other party's fate was no bones, and he couldn't help but feel a little pity.

The herald told him, "Zhao Mingde talks wildly. He says there are only a few animals. Can he die?"

Wu Heizi was surprised: "Zhao Mingde, this son of a bitch, knows martial arts? Shit, he's been hiding it from us for so long... I'm still a sour scholar with no strength to bind chickens."

But even if Zhao Mingde's martial arts are unparalleled and there is more than one beast in the beast room, how can Zhao Mingde escape? It's just a desperate struggle and suffer more crimes.

The black cloth on Zhao Mingde's eyes was taken off. He stared at the seemingly ordinary room. The three walls of the room suddenly moved. Behind the walls appeared a tiger, a cheetah and a poisonous snake. It was obvious that the wild animals had been hungry for a long time. Looking at his eyes, they were full of salivation and roared to rush up.

Screams from people and animals kept coming from the house. The screams sounded particularly fierce. Before Zhao Mingde had time to pose for the enemy, the poisonous snake had quietly rushed to his feet and bitten down with bright fangs

There was a sudden silence in the room.

After a while, the Herald reported back: "Zhao Mingde was bitten by a poisonous snake, but he grabbed seven inches of the snake and fell to the ground."

A moment later: "Zhao Mingde was bitten off a leg by a cheetah, but he finally bit the cheetah on the neck and killed the cheetah."

Wu Heizi was stunned. He secretly lamented that Zhao Mingde was a ruthless character who could kill the leopard with his bare hands. But he heard his general smile: "the law of the jungle?" since Zhao Mingde advocated the law of the jungle and the survival of the fittest, he wanted to see who was the strong between Zhao Mingde and the beast. Who could live between them?

How long can Zhao Mingde, who has lost a leg, last?

Suddenly, there was a scream from Zhao Mingde. The scream was numb. Even Wu Heizi, an old battlefield man who was used to seeing the tragic situation of blood and flesh, was very tight. It was terrible. Huo Qijun played chess with his left hand and his right hand. He was not affected by the scream.

The messenger who reported back and forth looked frightened: "report back to the general, Zhao Mingde and the tiger are torn together and entangled..."

The tiger's claw left many bloody wounds on Zhao Mingde, but the dagger in Zhao Mingde's hand cut off the tiger's two claws. But the tiger also tried its last strength, and the tiger's claw stretched forward, even gouging out Zhao Mingde's left eye!

Zhao Mingde howled miserably and covered his left eye. Blood spread from his fingers. His eyes had been swallowed by the tiger, and his left eye was completely blind. His only weapon, the dagger, had just been cut in two. Zhao Mingde and the Tiger stood panting in a corner of the room and confronted each other. Zhao Mingde lost the dagger and his left eye, and the tiger also lost its sharp finger Claws, their life and death struggle has just begun.

Zhao Mingde leaned against the wall and gasped. The sharp pain in his left eye had been numb. His strong desire for survival forced him to look at the dead bodies of cheetahs and poisonous snakes.

He hasn't eaten for three days. The tiger looks hungry. Whoever can save his strength will obviously become the winner of the battle of life and death. The tiger seemed to think of this, and gradually moved towards the body of the cheetah.

The silence in the room made the soldiers outside the door curious and looked into the room quietly from the gap in the window. The scene in front of him almost made him cry out in horror!

Together with the tiger, Zhao Mingde is scrambling to grab the dead beast body on the ground and shove it into his mouth. There was only a dark hole in his left eye. The blood was left on his face and mixed with the blood on the ground. It was unclear whether it was human blood or animal blood. People and animals eat together. This bloody and terrible scene is unforgettable for life.

The body of the cheetah was only a skeleton, and the snake was swallowed by Zhao Mingde. They each stepped back and watched each other's actions with vigilant eyes. Zhao Mingde looked straight at the tiger. His left eye, which had lost its pupil, was only an empty black hole. It looked terrible. The tiger was gasping for breath and confronted him. He looked like he was out of strength. Later, he closed his eyes and looked like he was going to sleep.

If two powers fight, one will die. Zhao Mingde deeply understands this truth. If he and the tiger continue their stalemate, they will starve to death sooner or later because of lack of food. Therefore, while they still have some physical strength, they must kill each other first in order to win a glimmer of vitality.

The beast is not stupid. Looking at its sleepy appearance, it clearly paralyzes itself by pretending to sleep, but secretly observes its actions. I'm afraid if I let my guard down a little, the beast will swoop down on it and kill itself with its only remaining weapon - sharp teeth.

His dagger has been broken. He competes with the beast with his bare hands. Who can win is really unknown.

Zhao Mingde clenched his teeth, clenched his fist and stared at the sleeping tiger, waiting for the beast's last blow.

In the closed dark room, people screamed and wild animals howled again. A brave soldier looked inside curiously holding the window. Every corner of the dark room was dyed red by blood, and it was unclear whether it was human blood or animal blood.

The tiger was swallowing and biting one of Zhao Mingde's arms, with meat splashing and blood dripping. Zhao Mingde rode on the tiger's back and smashed the tiger's back head with his only left right arm. Again and again, the tiger's head was almost flattened by him. The red blood mixed with the white brain meandered down, and Zhao Mingde, who was lack of physical strength, licked the brain with his mouth.

The tiger's brain was smashed out. Zhao Mingde's whole body was trembling, but only half of his arms were left, completely losing his ability to resist. Looking at the tiger that had not yet died, Zhao Mingde clenched his teeth, came forward fiercely, bit the tiger's head, and took a big bite of the belt meat!

This kind of man and beast tore at each other, fighting with their lives, tearing each other's flesh. The scene was frightening and strange. After a while, the tiger gradually stopped making a sound until there was no breath

Zhao Mingde's face was covered with blood and there was only a black hole in his left eye. The whole man who lost two legs fell on the wall like a pool of soft mud. Half of his empty arms were hanging there alone

Although he is not dead, he is not far from death

Zhao Mingde smiled bitterly. He had thought about how he would die countless times, but he didn't think he would wait to die in this disgraceful way

Zhao Mingde leaned powerlessly against the wall and whispered, "general, for the sake of our fighting side by side   Please, give me a good time. "

In this way, if you can't survive and die, you'd better give him a knife directly to make him die happily. It's also a pity for him.

He has always respected the law of the jungle and the survival of the fittest, but now it's his turn

Thinking of those soldiers who died innocently because of his conspiracy, Zhao Mingde felt a sense of guilt for the first time.

But if you give him a chance to do it again, he will still choose revenge. The hatred of his parents and the hatred of exterminating the family. Over the years, as soon as he closed his eyes, he thought of the bloody scene of that year, his father who could not stand under the random knife, and his mother who counted knives but desperately wanted to send their brothers and sisters away