GBP Chapter 1766 You Want to Attack Me
Chapter 1766 You Want to Attack Me
After hearing this, Chen Changli almost cut his neck with force, causing him to bleed on the spot.
"When have you not been afraid of death? Jiang Lin, I can still vividly remember you kneeling down and begging for mercy in front of the prince."
Jiang Lin's eyes were filled with extreme resentment, as if he wished he could hug Chen Changli and die together with him the next moment.
"I am afraid of death, but you are not dead yet. No matter how afraid I am of death, I have to drag you to see the King of Hell together."
After he said that, his eyes rolled and he suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter was crazy and sad.
"Do you want to save those sheep? Haha, as long as you commit suicide in front of me, I will let them go."
Chen Changli's eyes turned cold. He still wanted to interrogate Jiang Lin and find out the situation in this town.
Now seeing that he was not afraid of death, Chen Changli really wanted to kill him with a sword, so that he would never be able to say anything that would make him angry again.
"For the sake of those people, I will let you live until tomorrow." Chen Changli said this murderously, then reached out and knocked him unconscious, then carried him to the front of many strong men.
Although Jiang Lin is from Dajing, he has brought many benefits to the Quanrong in recent years, so he has a very high status in the Quanrong.
As Chen Changli carried him over like this, the strong men felt cautious and had to step back.
"You better release Lord Jiang, or we will eat all the sheep in this town."
"Really? Just do it." Chen Changli raised the corners of his mouth and said sarcastically, "I want to see who is faster, you or my sword."
As he spoke, he tapped Jiang Lin's face with his sword. This action seemed very threatening in the eyes of the sturdy man, and the atmosphere became tense for a moment.
"Those people are ignorant and waste food. Why do you save them? You should use Lord Jiang to exchange for your own life." Seeing that Chen Changli was not willing to give in, the lame man became so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead.
Chen Changli closed his eyes slightly, exhaled deeply, then raised his eyes and stared at him: "Don't try to delay time, or his life will be in danger."
The cripple's thoughts were exposed, and he sneered and threatened: "You are injured. If you don't get treatment, you will die here."
Chen Changli didn't want to listen to his nagging, so he slashed Jiang Lin's arm with his sword, "I told you not to delay, otherwise he will die in front of you."
After a pause, he reminded, "You followed him here for a mission, right? Jiang Lin's character is not good, but he is very good at collaborating with the enemy and treason."
"I guess with his assistance, you Quanrong can achieve your goal here, so he is very important to you."
"Cripple, if he died here, what would your superiors do? Would they kill you to vent their anger?"
Chen Changli's words were spoken lightly, but the threat contained in them was very strong.
After the lame man understood, he pretended to be honest and said, "General Chen, there are many people in this town who hate us. So even if we listen to you and let them go, they will not leave."
"Do as I say." Chen Changli's tone was unusually cold, and the sword in his hand slashed at Jiang Lin's body again.
When the lame man saw this, he felt a chill running down his back.
He really wanted to delay time and test Chen Changli with words, but he didn't expect that Chen Changli would not fall for it.
Jiang Lin is capable and has caught Tu Yuanzhou's eye. He came here this time to make a contribution. They can eat meat and drink soup by following him, so they naturally cannot let him die here, otherwise all the things they have done during this period will be in vain.
"Don't do it." The lame man thought over and over again, and finally decided to bow his head. After all, Chen Changli was a man of his words.
If he doesn't comply and continues to find ways to delay, Jiang Lin will really die.
"Let's start now." Chen Changli said firmly, "After we let them all go, you must also evacuate. You are not allowed to stay here."
"Don't go too far." The lame man's face suddenly darkened when he heard it.
Chen Changli frowned, then quickly relaxed and smiled, "Do you want to know how tough he is?"
Being threatened again, the words that the lame man was about to say were stuck in his throat.
He stared at Chen Changli with a cold gaze, his face full of displeasure: "For his sake, I will give in, but don't push your luck, otherwise I would rather you die here with him."
After he finished speaking, he glared at Chen Changli, as if he wanted to scrape off every inch of flesh and blood from his body, while he ordered the strong man behind him: "Didn't you hear what we said? Hurry up and act. You must rescue Lord Jiang before dawn."
After saying the word "rescue", the lame man pouted at Chen Changli and turned away.
He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would not be able to control his murderous intent.
After Chen Changli watched him leave, his tense heartstrings relaxed a little, but they tensed up again in a moment.
The lame man agreed so quickly, but said that he could not leave until dawn, which shows that he still has some little thoughts.
Chen Changli felt that he said this because he estimated that he was injured and could not hold on for too long.
He couldn't let his guard down and had to keep Jiang Ning firmly in his hands, and then find medicine to heal himself.
Various thoughts flashed through his mind. Chen Changli stared at the sturdy men's actions calmly, and then dragged Jiang Lin to the center of the mirror.
He walked forward, leaving a shocking trail of blood behind him.
A strong man saw this and wanted to attack him from behind.
Chen Changli seemed to realize something, holding a long sword, turned around and looked at him, "You want to attack me."
His tone was indifferent, as if he was a god sitting on the altar, with an expression so indifferent that people dared not look directly at him.
The strong man was startled and quickly lowered his head.
Chen Changli looked at him for a while and ordered, "I need medicine for wounds. If you don't have any, find me some."
Hearing his matter-of-fact order, the strong man sneered angrily: "You are seriously injured and dying. As long as you die, we don't have to do what you say to rescue Lord Jiang."
"Before I die, your Lord Jiang will go to see the King of Hell first." Chen Changli said lightly.
The strong man was blocked by this sentence and almost didn't know what to say. He was so angry that his face turned red.
Chen Changli no longer looked at him and turned away.
Seeing that he had his back facing him and looked fearless, the sturdy man was very conflicted, but he still did as he said.
Chen Changli put Jiang Lin aside, took the medicine, and treated his own wound with an expressionless face.
He had suffered much more serious injuries on the battlefield, and he had dealt with them himself every time, so he was already accustomed to enduring the pain.
Just as he treated his wound, a cripple with a gloomy face ran over and asked, "Chen Changli, where's your woman? Where did she go?"
Not long after he left, he thought of a woman by Chen Changli's side, but when Chen Changli took Jiang Lin hostage, the woman disappeared.
He was shocked and immediately sent people to look for it. After searching for a long time, they couldn't find even a hair. He was so frightened that he had to come and question Chen Changli.
Seeing that Chen Changli didn't answer with a cold face, the lame man threatened: "This town is full of our people. If your woman runs away in a panic, she will be humiliated. Are you willing to let her suffer?"