There was still a smile on his swollen face: "Or you said, how can you forgive me? I will definitely do what I can do, and I will find a way to do what I can't do. In short, as long as you

If you are willing to give me a chance, I will definitely satisfy you."

Jiang Wang's attitude made it almost impossible to get along with him.

But Fang Heling didn't feel that Wang Changji had any choice between herself and Jiang Wang.

There is no need to talk about character and morality. Even from the perspective of the most realistic interests, Jiang Wang is far better than him, far more talented than him. In the past, present, and foreseeable future, Jiang Wang is far stronger than him.

Even he himself couldn't find the reason why Wang Changji abandoned Jiang Wang and chose him.

So he was never willing to put himself on the opposite side of Jiang Wang.

So he humbled himself and apologized, so he slapped himself. He could even kneel down and kowtow a few times. He could be as mean as a dog, or even meaner than a dog!

As long as Jiang Wang doesn't kill his chance...

If Wang Changji gave up, how could he get in front of Zhang Linchuan on his own?

Facing Fang Heling in this posture.

Jiang Wang's tone was still calm, almost cold: "Listen, Fang Heling. I don't know what has happened to you in these years, and I don't want to know. In this world, no one has an easy life. I have no feelings for you.

Hatred, of course, cannot be forgiven. You can do whatever you need to do, and there is no need to perform in front of me."

"Senior Brother Jiang, give me a chance." Fang Heling raised his hand and slapped himself again. Now both sides of his face were swollen, but he was still smiling, as if he couldn't feel Jiang Wang's rejection at all: "I just

I want to take revenge with you and Brother Wang, I just want revenge."

"The same goal doesn't mean we can walk together. You have your way, and I have mine." Jiang Wang only said: "I said, we have different ways."

Snapped!

Fang Heling slapped herself again, causing blood to flow from the corners of her mouth.

Still grinning, he spoke with a smile: "My father is dead. He is the father who held a banquet at Wangyue Tower. Please give me, this good-for-nothing, some confidence. He is dead. As soon as Zhang Linchuan raised his hand, a bolt of lightning fell, and he

He turned into a piece of coke and died without any dignity."

Jiang Wang fell silent.

To him, Fang Zehou was undoubtedly a disgusting guy. He didn't have a good reputation in Maplewood City for depriving Fang Pengju of his resources, and he even threatened him with Jiang An'an.

But this man is also a sincere father. He spares no effort for his son and devotes everything to his life.

People like Fang Zehou died.

He was just one of the thousands of people who died in Maplewood City.

Jiang Wang didn't know what to say.

Fang Heling looked at him with a smile.

Once in Maplewood City, he vowed to make this man named Jiang Wang look at him squarely.

But after so many years, he has paid so much, grown up so hard, and gotten here so hard. But he has to lower his head that he never lowered before, laugh and beg so humbly.

He didn't dare to be dissatisfied, and smiled like this: "I know I am a waste, insignificant, and disgusting. You are all geniuses, and your future is infinite. I will only go with you for a while, and wait until I kill Zhang Linchuan

I'll just roll away, far away, I won't dirty your eyes. Do you think this is okay?"

Jiang Wang sighed softly in his heart.

He also looked at Fang Heling seriously.

His eyes were very clean, and there was indeed no resentment or disgust in them, only something very calm and firm.

"I killed all the evil, flesh-cutting and beheading of these three demons. I also contributed to the death of the fortune-teller demon. Even a long time ago, I stabbed the heart-eating demon Xiong Wen with my sword.

It goes through my heart. My attitude towards humans and demons has never changed."

"You know? Zheng Fei and Li Shou have a very good relationship. They are both willing to die for each other. I see true brotherhood in them! But I still killed them without hesitation. Because they killed innocent civilians.

when they threw people into the furnace to cook them, when they ate human flesh and drank human blood, they did not hesitate.”

Jiang Wang said: "Fang Heling, I can understand your hatred, I understand it completely. On many nights, I was gnawed by hatred like you. The blood in your eyes was also in my eyes, and

It has not disappeared yet. But we are not on the same road. If we met outside the mountains and seas, I would have drawn my sword by now."

Fang Heling looked at Wang Changji, who had no expression on his face and didn't speak.

He seemed to understand.

He stopped slapping himself in the face, knowing that nothing he could do would be of any use.

Jiang Wang has always been so determined.

Fang Pengju, who was paralyzed on the ground with tears in his eyes, shouted to his third brother, begging him for his life. He stabbed with the sword without any hesitation.

That is his sworn brother who is like a brother and sister!

Who am I, Fang Heling?

Fang Heling laughed and made a sound.

He smiled and gave Jiang Wang a thumbs up: "You are really heartless, you are so chivalrous, you are clear about grudges, and you are upright. There is no room for sand in your eyes. You are so upright and just, Jiang Wang!"

He laughs at himself and gives up on himself, feels inferior and angry at himself.

He raised his thumb and put his hand across his forehead: "You are strong, you are really strong. You are a genius that everyone admires. Even the shabby swordsmanship that I learned in the outside world, you are better than me.

You are stronger than my genius cousin Fang Pengju, you can kill him with one sword strike!"

He slowly lowered his hand and spread his palm.

"But what about me?"

He stared at Jiang Wang, his expression uncontrollably distorted for the first time, and he roared at Jiang Wang for the first time: "But what about me!?"

"I'm a waste! I can't compare to you, I can't even compare to Fang Pengju, what should I do!?"

"Do you think that everyone is the same as you and has many choices? The people you make friends with are either geniuses, heirs of famous families, or children of aristocratic families, some kind of young master, some kind of father-in-law. You are famous all over the world at Guanhetai, and you are famous in Qi State

You are a high-ranking official and you have no one to deal with in the Chu Kingdom. The Sanxing Palace will testify for you, and even Yu Beidou will roll your name for you!"

"But what about me?"

His swollen face was twisted into a ball, looking so ugly and sad.

He pointed his fingers on his chest, and each stroke was as heavy as beating a drum. Countless painful moments in the past were recorded in the beats of these drums, as he roared, as he roared: "I'm not a human being."

A good person, but I’m not that bad! Sometimes I can’t do it, and I don’t want to kill some people! But I told myself that I want revenge! I have nothing, I am nothing, what can I use for revenge? Only

The human devil is willing to take me, only the human devil gives me a chance, only the human devil gives me the strength!"

He pointed at Jiang Wang and said in an almost roaring voice: "You can be a good f*cking person and look at me from above just because you have a choice!!!"

"And I didn't."

Fang Heling lowered his fingers, his voice lowered. The distorted expression on his face began to collapse, and the protruding veins slowly disappeared.

He became very depressed, the kind of depression where he completely recognized the reality.

He shook his head: "Jiang Wang, I really hate your condescending manner. Maybe you are right, but you will not always be right."

The bright color in the eyes, which could probably be called light, was extinguished.

He turned around dejectedly with a swollen face.

He knew that he could only kneel in front of Yan Chunhui and Yan Zi again, and beg for a chance.

Although he didn't know what else he could exchange.

This world is prepared for geniuses.

All the light in this world is for those with power to enjoy.

What qualifications does a loser like him have to talk about love and hate?

What about the revenge for killing your father?

So what if you wag your tail like a dog and beg for mercy?

Sell ​​your self-esteem, sell your soul, pay for your pain, give your limbs... so what?

There are countless doors in this world, and there are countless wonderful things behind them. But none of them has ever been opened for him.

He walked out in despair.

Don't know where to go.

Suddenly, a hand was placed on his shoulder, stopping his steps.

He turned around and saw only Wang Changji's calm profile.

He didn't know why, but tears flowed out.

Wang Changji didn't look at him, but put his hand on his shoulder and stood beside him, facing Jiang Wang.

From the beginning to now, he didn't say a word, only silently watched the exchange between Jiang Wang and Fang Heling.

At this moment he said: "Actually, I don't care much about who kills whom, morality, or justice. It's just that I thought that someone might not want me to do evil things, so without affecting revenge, I

Try to abide by the moral principles concerning human beings.”
To be continued...