Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 487 Boss Zhao actually took me to this kind of place, I will deduct two years’ salary from him!
"Brother, what powerful enemy do you think the Japanese have that can give these killers from the Tang Sect a headache?"

Zhang Huaiyi was extremely cautious. Although Zhang Zhiwei was by his side, he still considered retreating first. On the way to the mountain road, he turned around and asked Zhang Zhiwei.

"It's hard to say. Even though the Japanese have only a stinky island and a small territory, and they are about the same height as you, they are rich and have many talented people. Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to suppress us, Old Zhong, on the battlefield like this."

Although Zhang Zhiwei's face was still in disarray, he had become much thinner and his appearance had improved a little due to a serious injury and He Songling's suffering for several months.

He said with a sullen face: "Many of the brothers who went down the mountain have died. The ones who survived sent back messages saying that the masters of various schools are hard to guard against, and this group of ninjas is no exception."

"No, brother, why are you cursing at me when you can just talk?" Although Zhang Huaiyi was timid and cautious, no one wanted to be scolded as being the same as the Japanese.

"Okay then, they are taller than you." Zhang Zhiwei was a natural bully of his fellow juniors, and the bullying from the sect made Zhang Huaiyi dare not speak out.

"Just wait, if I surpass you one day, I will pin you to the ground and beat you until you call me daddy!" Zhang Huaiyi said with a dark face and gritted teeth.

"Oh, that's right! That's right, if you have something to say, just tell it honestly. Why hide it from me and Master when you hide it from others?" Zhang Zhiwei was very excited: "It's a good thing that you are ambitious, but don't hide it. Otherwise, your progress will be too slow. I'm afraid you will never be able to beat me in this life."

"If I could!" Zhang Huaiyi was still young, and he got angry when Zhang Zhiwei teased him.

"If I can, I can ask He Songling to come and beat you up together." Zhang Zhiwei was very proud: "Do you think I'm like you, hiding and keeping to myself? I have many friends!"

"彳庍口巴."

Zhang Huaiyi was deflated.

When he was angry and a little irrational, he even dared to think about surpassing Zhang Zhiwei. If He Songling was added to the mix, he would not dare to have such a dream even if half of his brain was cut off.

Zhang Zhiwei was right. Who made him have no friends? But at this moment, a figure suddenly flashed in his mind.

"Just wait and see. Sooner or later I will have friends and magical powers. Get ready to get beaten up, both of you!"

"Then I wish you success." Zhang Zhiwei gave his blessing without sincerity, and then slowed down: "We should be there soon, be careful of the enemy's guns or mines."

"Yeah." Zhang Zhiwei didn't need to tell him about hiding, Zhang Huaiyi was his ancestor in this regard. Relying on his short stature, he quickly hid in the low trees, almost sticking to the ground, without a trace of dust.

“…You do this.”

What else could Zhang Zhiwei say? He also wrapped himself in Qi, tried his best to reduce his footsteps and reveal his figure, and slowly approached the tree trunk.

"That's not right." After walking for a while, Zhang Zhiwei began to feel confused and asked with a frown:

"Huaiyi, listen, why is it so quiet around here? It's not the kind of quiet that comes from hiding. I used my Qi to check and there's really no one here. Didn't the people from the Tang Sect say that the battle situation is critical? Could it be that the ninjas are so powerful that they wiped out all the people from the Tang Sect in a moment?"

"It's hard to say, who knows." Zhang Huaiyi always planned for the worst outcome. His voice came from somewhere: "You have fought with the Tang Clan, what do you think?" "Yeah." Zhang Zhiwei nodded, "They are indeed quite weak. When our nine families fought together, we suffered heavy casualties. It is understandable that the Tang Clan couldn't hold on."

"Hey, you're done!" Zhang Huaiyi laughed happily, as if his conspiracy had succeeded. "You don't put others in your eyes. I'll go back and tell Master that you'll get beaten."

"Forget it. My fellow disciples are almost dead. There are only three of us on Mount Longhu every day. At most, Jinzhong will be there occasionally. How can he bear to beat me?" Zhang Zhiwei curled his lips. He is old now and no longer the young man in his twenties who was chased down the mountain by his master.

At his age, he had served as the master, abbot, and Taoist priest in other branches of the Zhengyi Sect. He had a lot of experience and was fully prepared to succeed the Heavenly Master. He could speak calmly about many things.

"You are capable." Zhang Huaiyi was speechless. After walking for a while, he suddenly whispered, "Did you hear anything?"

"It seems like there is a voice." Zhang Zhiwei heard this and carefully concentrated his Qi on his ears. He also heard faint voices, but the distance was too far and the voices were too soft, so he couldn't make out what was being said, and he couldn't even tell whether it was a man or a woman.

"Come closer."

Zhang Zhiwei and Zhang Huaiyi approached cautiously, as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Although the strength of the Tang Sect in a head-on fight was nothing to them, no one dared to deny the Tang Sect's ability to fight for life and death. They could not help but be cautious when they were able to "kill and injure" the Tang Sect in a short period of time.

It took the two of them fifteen minutes to walk a distance of less than 300 meters.

The sound became clearer and brighter in their ears little by little.

"You bastard, just lie to me!"

Lu Huizhong has now seen through He Songling's deliberate feigning of injury, but there is nothing he can do. It has been such a long time, and he sees that He Songling's injuries and toxins have neither worsened nor subsided, as if they were fixed on his body. Lu Huizhong was just worried and confused, but he is not really stupid, and he quickly saw through his tracks.

He was so angry that he took out a dagger and stabbed it directly into He Songling's eye socket. In the original novel, Gao Yingcai used this method to kill Liang Ting, but he failed to do it in this life. He used Dan Shi to die together with Liang Ting, but Lu Huizhong used it on him.

"Ouch, you don't treat your husband as a living being at all." He Songling screamed in pain, almost howling like a wolf.

"You've died a long time ago in my heart!" Lu Huizhong gritted her teeth, "You didn't come to see me for so many years even though you weren't dead. The last time I came to place an order to kill a ninja leader, you were already in Tangmen, but you didn't even bother to come find me. You even slept in that place with that Zhao..."

"Oh, it's slander. Old Zhao's behavior is not decent. It has nothing to do with me." He Songling quickly denied: "Don't worry, I will criticize him severely when I go back, and deduct two years' salary from him at most!"

"Get lost." Lu Huizhong pulled the dagger out of He Songling's eye socket and snorted coldly:

"I've also heard about your affairs with those girls from Hunan. I tolerated the fact that a man had three wives and four concubines, but you still fooled around with them, even without seeing me, and fooled around right under my nose. You know, you know how much I missed you, and how worried I was when you went to Mianshan..."

Later on, she almost cried.

(End of this chapter)