Whimsical System

"Okay, I can accept this guilt, and I can also tell the mansion station to tell him that he can come and kill me anytime, anywhere!" Hai Juegu moved his eyebrows. Perhaps this sentence was just his deliberate bravery.

"Well, don't give it away!"

"Hey! What are you doing?" When the conversation between the two reached this point, the governor on the side could not help but speak.

"Since he is going to leave, of course I have to satisfy him. After all, it is also a robe!" The short man's speech and behavior seemed to be a different person.

"Even if he wants to leave, you can't let him go!" At this time Hai Juegu had already left, and the poisonous fog bomb was also taken away by him.

"The Governor looks at you, you should be reluctant to bear the poisonous bomb, right?" The short man said, making the Governor blush for a while.

"Nonsense, how could I care about that poisonous bomb! I am worried about Futai Master. After all, Hai Juegu is not a good person. If he has something to do with Futai Master, then Futai Master Isn't it dangerous!" To stabilize his emotions, the Governor solemnly defended himself.

"Yes, yes... you are right, but even if you are so worried, it might not be of any help to the Master Futai?" The short man questioned.

"Nonsense, what can I do! Can I still chase him back? What's more, I am not his opponent, so instead of taking risks like that, I might as well stay with Master Futai and protect his safety day and night. !" The governor deliberately pretended to be ill-tempered to distract the short man.

After a while, he said goodbye to the short man of the governor, and returned to the mansion, instead of telling what happened just now.

"Snapped--"

"It's really unreasonable, that guy from Hai Juegu dared to betray me!" When he heard Hai Juegu running away, Futai shouted in anger.

"Master Futai, please don't get angry. After all, this is not a foregone conclusion. Maybe all this will turn around!" The short man's words are not so much persuasion, but rather add fuel to the fire.

In fact, the short man is exactly this thought. In the eyes of outsiders, the short man is nothing more than a random person beside the mansion.

But in fact the short man is not as simple as it seems on the surface, even Futai himself is not quite clear about the identity of the short man.

Speaking of the appearance of the short man, first of all, this has to start from a month ago. At that time, the government station was busy and the government was in chaos, the entire officialdom had become a pot of porridge, and at this moment, the short man appeared on the palace station as if he was an envoy from the heavenly faction. Beside him.

Up to this moment, Futai could clearly remember the scene when he saw the short man for the first time.

At that time, the sky was just getting bright, and the patter of light rain was falling continuously. The streets in the city were empty, and even the busiest commercial streets on weekdays were extremely empty. Futai was walking on the official road alone. At this moment, there were neither servants nor guards beside him. He walked alone like this, like a lonely traveler who has nothing to rely on and nowhere to go!

However, at this moment, the short man appeared, holding an ink-colored paper umbrella, and there were occasional gaps on the edge of the paper umbrella. The rain is now dripping down along the gap. Some even dripped directly on the feet of short people.

The color of the paper umbrella is dyed with ink, so when the rain drops across the surface of the paper umbrella, the ink will naturally spread out.

"Who are you and why are you here?" Futai asked the short man the same question at this time, like everyone else.

auzw.com "I am a foreigner, this time I am here to find a guy who is worthy of my work!" The short man's tone is very arrogant, which can not help but disgust Futai .

"Do you think I am qualified to be your master?" Futai said this sentence completely to humiliate the short man, but what he never expected was that the short man actually took his joke seriously, and This seriousness is one month.

In the course of this month, Futai wanted to reveal everything to him several times.

He even wanted to promote the short man to a strong talent like Hai Juegu.

But until the end, Futai did not do that. In Futai's words, this may be jealousy at work. although. They are all making contributions to Hanhai Fucheng, but sometimes, people's private psychology is much higher than other things.

That's right, Futai is very jealous of the short man, and sometimes he even fears that the short man will threaten his position.

Although all this did not happen, for Futai, perhaps only those that did not exist could make him feel at ease.

"At that time, if it was me, I would chase Hai Juegu back, and will punish him severely!" After a long time, Futai suddenly said.

"Master Futai, are you blaming me for not chasing most of them back?" the short man asked.

"No, I just sent a few complaints. After all, Hai Juegu and I have a hatred of killing my father, so I have to deal with him personally!" Futai said firmly.

"Master Futai, I understand what you mean, but Hai Juegu is already far away now, so you may really be unable to catch him!" The short man's words made Futai back to reality.

In reality, Futai is still a king who can control his life and death, but at the moment he controls only the life and death of ordinary people.

And this means that when a fellow who is not ordinary appears in front of him, he has to temporarily put away his share.

"Should I find him someday? I believe that is the case, and the person who finds him will definitely be me." Master Futai imagined privately.

"Master Futai, if you have to get him back, it's not impossible... It's just..." The short man stopped talking, perhaps he was deliberately trying to suspend Futai's appetite.

"Just what? Say it quickly!" Finally Futai couldn't help it.

"Just need you to do me a favor first in exchange!" the short man replied.

"May I help you? What can I help you?" Futai was puzzled.

"I hope you can deliberately lose to the enemy and then retreat to the edge of the city!"

"What? You want me to lose to the enemy? No! This is absolutely not possible!" Futai refused on the spot.

"Why not? Are you reluctant to share your dignity?" the short man asked.

"To be honest, my dignity was already gone when Hai Juegu killed my father. And the reason why I am unwilling to agree to your request is that I actually want to do it for myself. There is the power of the last battle. After all, the enemy will never take me lightly, so I must leave a little life-saving capital for myself!" Futai explained.