"Whether the people I killed were innocent or deserved to die is no longer important to me. Do you understand?"

"You Jiang Wang's feelings can be taken into consideration when I have the spare capacity. Now I can't care about anything. Don't you understand? Zhenhe Zhenjun! Put away your sense of justice, compassion, and pity for the weak.

To protect the innocent, don’t put these things in front of me.”

"I'm a killer!"

"I can't kill him every day, and he can't do that either."

"Do you think I'm the one who runs a charity?!"

He would never show his emotions like this in front of others. He was too excited and too weak.

Emotions are the outlet for the weak.

And Jiang Wang is indeed the calmer one.

Looking at Yin Guan's back like this, he inexplicably remembered our meeting outside Linzi City. At that time, Yin Guan asked - can I trust you?

The problem at that time was that there was no trust at all.

People like Yin Guan have lived in deception and betrayal since childhood. Their lives have been on the edge of a knife so far. They would never trust anyone.

Now I am boarding the boat.

"You want to save King Chu Jiang, I know." Jiang Wang said slowly.

"Your tone is like coaxing a child." Yin Guan sneered: "You say 'I understand', 'I know', what do you understand?"

Jiang Wang thought to himself: "But acting so unscrupulously is not a good choice."

"No Gate to Hell is originally just a knife in the long night. No one cares about a knife when it comes to pure business transactions and the delivery of clean money. But you let it have pure evil, which the world cannot tolerate."

"You want to kidnap the genius of Jingguo in exchange for the King of Chujiang, or in other words, scare the people of Jingguo to save the life of King Chujiang. This is a feasible method. But killing indiscriminately in this process will not help, and it will do more harm than good.

"

"There is no door in hell that can withstand Jing Guo's counterattack. Killing so many people has also blocked their way to peace talks. Every person you kill now is a debt recorded on King Chu Jiang and a stranglehold on her.

Mark. The chain around the neck is actually in your hands. The more violent your movements are on this side, the tighter the chain will be on that side, until you suffocate and die."

"How interesting!" Yin looked at the dense clouds in front of him: "You are teaching me how to do things now!"

"I'm not teaching you." Jiang Wang said, "I'm helping you."

"You'd better stop helping me. You can't help me, and you shouldn't help me. Do you think I'm doing a good deed?" Yin Guanding sat there, his green eyes reflecting the electric light, and his long hair fluttering gently.

The sound of rain made him so calm.

"The people I want to save are people who should be killed in your world."

"Is King Chu Jiang innocent?"

"She is not innocent."

"She's even damnable! In many ways."

"But she doesn't deserve to die here."

"Then I won't let her die. I will save her at all costs, I will use any means."

He turned back to look at Jiang Wang: "Do you understand what unscrupulous means mean?"

"You should be your Zhenhe Zhenjun cleanly, be your Taixu cabinet member with high morals and respect, and preach in the Heavenly Palace with a bright body."

"Leave the night to people like me. The light on your body is too dazzling!"

"I can be a little darker." Jiang Wang said, brushing his hand in front of him, and the spontaneous glow on his body was covered up.

"I can also get wet in the rain."

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta.

The raindrops that had been kept outside rolled into the fairy boat and soaked his clothes.

This makes his usual celestial posture seem a bit realistic.

"People's hearts have their own scales. I am not a person who does everything fairly, and I don't hold myself to such standards."

"Hellless Gate interferes with Jingguo's actions, and Jingguo launches the pursuit of Hellless Gate. These are things that you and I should do. There is no right or wrong."

Jiang Wang just stood in the rain: "If you die, I will not avenge you. But if you are going to die in front of me, I really have no choice but to save you."

"I don't need your help, don't be so self-righteous!" Yin Guan's long hair was also wet from the rain. It was black and shiny, and was illuminated by lightning from time to time.

Raindrops passed over his green eyes and soaked into his single clothes. His collarbone was a horizontal line, looming, sharp as a knife.

His raised lips were very contemptuous: "Your methods are old-fashioned, your mind is stupid, you think before and after, and your steps are faltering. You and I are really not the same person."

"The gap between me and Jing Guo is so big."

"Don't think I'm going to tie myself up."

"Jing Guo will not talk about morality or tolerance with me. And the so-called restraint of equality is unfair to the weak!"

In the torrential rain that seemed to never stop, Jiang Wangning said: "The constraints I understand are not shackles. There are taboos in actions, rules in thoughts, fears in intentions, and rules in desires. They are a supporting net.

, spread over the abyss, so that we will not fall infinitely. So that no matter how difficult and how difficult the moment of choice, at least we can still stay a little bit human."

Yin Guan drooped his eyelids.

The man standing on the fairy boat will never be rendered speechless by him again.

This person has his own clear principles, stubborn order, and calmness from the inside out.

It's really... very boring.

"Let's stop talking here. I won't talk about it for a long time!" He simply stood up: "Don't stop me anymore. You are no longer a member of our organization, and we have never been friends - don't even win business.

Do."

"So what now?" Jiang Wang raised a dark mask with blood on the forehead with one hand, and put it on his face: "You are my friend and my partner. I can't kill you."

You can either imprison you. At the same time, I agree with your choice to save people. But I cannot agree with your methods."

Yin Guan looked at him coldly: "King Bian Cheng is dead. We are recruiting new people. You do not meet our recruitment requirements."

Chong Xuan Sheng tried his best to separate Hell Wumen from Jiang Wang. He also did not want Jiang Wang to be contaminated with this mask after Ji Yanyue's death.

In any case, the experience of being together with Hell No Gate was just a shadow on the bright robe of Zhenhe Zhenjun. They spent a lot of effort to wash it away.

Jiang Wang really shouldn't, and couldn't, pick up this mask.

And at such an unimportant moment!

Does King Chu Jiang matter to him?

They are not familiar with it at all!

"I discovered that without my rules, there would be no door to hell without any rules."

After putting on the mask of King Bian Cheng, Jiang Wang's voice became cold: "Whoever has the biggest fist has the rules - it hasn't changed, right?"

"If you are sick, go to Dongwang Valley and don't go crazy in front of me!"
Chapter completed!