I really don't like Flamingo

Chapter 147 Closing
Bai Yifei opened his eyes and looked at Han Ge in surprise. He didn't expect Han Ge to ask him this question.

But at this time, there is nothing to hide after being reduced to this point.He nodded and said:

"Ji Wuye is only doing it for his own selfish desires. How could this Marquis be as short-sighted as he is? If it weren't for the existence of those people from the Qin Kingdom, do you think he can really cover the sky here?"

While speaking, Bai Yifei's indifferent eyes were full of disdain.This also verified Han Ge's guess and cleared up some doubts in his heart.

He looked at Bai Yifei seriously, at the moment the two acted like Han Ge helping a frail gray-haired patient, and their tone was as sincere as a childish promise.

"Han Fei is right. If you are alive, it may be a blessing for South Korea. The safety of tens of millions of people depends on you, so it seems that you are the guardian of everyone!"

But then he smiled, "But what about the girls you killed? Tsk, is their blood delicious?"

Han Ge looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, which made the other party's surprised expression gradually become surprised and unbelievable, "How did you know..."

Han Ge didn't answer. At this time, Han Fei was blocking Ji Wuye under the city wall. Ji Wuye was about to make a move. Wei Zhuang took a step forward with his shark teeth.

The murderous aura on his body made Ji Wuye's horse's front hooves rise high, and it took him a lot of effort to calm him down.

But none of this seemed to have anything to do with the people on the high wall, their eyes were all on Han Ge and Ji Wuye beside him.

"Aren't their lives counted as lives?"

Faced with Han Ge's question, Bai Yifei was a little confused, and when he sneered, Han Ge sighed.

"I know, you feel that you have protected them, so what is it to take the lives of some young girls? Just like me... that father, in your eyes, what is it?"

There was a touch of disdain in Han Ge's tone, and Bai Yifei didn't answer, but it could be seen from his eyes that it was clearly the case.

Han Ge grabbed Bai Yifei, "Actually, this has nothing to do with me. I'm not interested in whether you should be admired or cast aside, or something else."

Han Ge spoke as if he was chatting with others about what to eat next, but the situation around here was a bit big.

"Anyway, it's because you offended me that things turned out like this, so you must be wrong! You can't be wrong about this. Telling you so much just makes me feel more at ease, after all, I know what I'm doing .Look at Han Fei, you always have to think about the overall situation before considering personal grievances, how tiring you are!"

Bai Yifei just looked at Han Ge, his jaw still ached. He didn't quite understand why Han Ge did these unnecessary actions.

Han Ge didn't give him a chance to speak, and continued:

"Maybe tomorrow or in the next few days, some countries will be destroyed, and countless people will die in the war, but this can't be blamed on me. If you want to blame it, you can blame me for offending me. Last time you stood here with your hands behind your back." Look at me, you bloody bastard!"

Saying that, Han Ge sighed, feeling meaningless, "Damn you, do you understand what I mean?"

Bai Yifei looked at Han Ge for a long time, then he suddenly smiled mockingly.

Immediately, Han Ge showed a helpless expression, and sighed, "It seems that you understand what I mean."

As he spoke, he pinched the back of his neck with his palm.

Beiming Divine Art!

A large amount of icy power poured into Han Ge's body, without Bai Yifei's urging, water droplets formed on Han Ge's hands, which turned into frost.

Cool through the heart, the heart is flying!
At the same time, Bai Yifei lost the support of his body, and his flesh and blood shrank and wrinkled visible to the naked eye, making it very ugly.

Han Ge frowned slightly, his skill is too profound!
Today's Beiming Shengong wants to absorb the power of an 80-level martial artist, and it only takes one breath.

The mockery on Bai Yifei's face freezes, and then his expression becomes painful. This feeling of weakness, the feeling of losing his own strength seems to drive him crazy!

After more than a minute, his eyes gradually dimmed, and a thick layer of ice had formed on Han Ge's palm. At the last moment of his life, Xue Yihou looked at Han Ge, and suddenly said something extremely weak .

"Your surname is Han, will you protect South Korea?"

Han Ge looked at him, and said "Oh", frivolously and disdainfully, "It depends on the mood."

Afterwards, the light of the candle in his eyes was blown out by the wind, and the noble Marquis, the feared general, died on the city wall.

Because Han Ge remembered that the last time he held Yan Lingji, Xue Yihou stood here and said to him, you will beg me.

So he died very simply!
Lightly throwing Xue Yihou's body down the city wall, he looked at the two sides still facing each other below.

The sound of the corpse falling to the ground alarmed them all. Ji Wuye's eyes were tearing apart, while Han Fei was silent and complicated.

Han Ge watched the scene below playfully, he could see the expressions on everyone's faces, and he put his hand on the wall.

"Ji Wuye, are you satisfied with this meeting ceremony?"

His voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it. This seemed to ignite the anger in Ji Wuye's heart. He swung his arm with all his strength and threw the sword in his hand.

laugh!
Before reaching Han Ge, she was stopped by a hairpin and knocked down. Yan Lingji took the red hairpin back and turned it in her hand a few times with an indifferent expression.

"You have to hope that you will never fall into the hands of this general alive, otherwise... Humph!"

Han Ge smiled, "General Ji also needs to wash his neck every day, waiting to be chopped down!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Han Fei and Wei Zhuang, "Thank you for your hospitality today, Young Master Ninth and Brother Wei Zhuang, I will give you a little gift, please take it well!"

While speaking, the frost on his hand condensed into a little bit, melting into the [-]% of the internal force he had just absorbed, and he waved his hand!

The icicle flew out like light, and even the place where it passed was condensed with white mist, Wei Zhuang's heart felt so fast.

Just as he turned his head, the ice thorn appeared in front of his eyes. He narrowly avoided it, but the ice internal force within it exploded suddenly.

A bloodstain was left on Wei Zhuang's face, he snorted coldly, and quickly backed away.

Han Fei stepped forward worriedly, and just as he stretched out his hand, Wei Zhuang raised his head, touched the blood dripping from the wound, and looked towards the wall.

Han Ge's figure has disappeared, leaving only one sentence.

"Don't miss me, everyone, I'll be back in two days!"

Looking at Han Ge and others who disappeared, Han Fei felt relieved for some reason, but seeing Ji Wuye walking towards him, he felt a little headache again.

"I believe that the Ninth Young Master will give the world an explanation tomorrow!"

He habitually glanced sideways at Han Fei, snorted coldly, and left with his men.

　It's a bit Calvin
　　
　
(End of this chapter)