Chapter 15 Chapter fifteenth

Meng Xinghun said: "So, now the old man's friends seem to have no friends." Lu Xiangchuan said lightly: "Do you now feel that this bet is wrong?" Meng Xinghun smiled and said, "The problem is not how many friends you have, but whether those friends are really friends." But his eyes were fixed on the distance, and he continued slowly: "For some friends, it is better to have one less than one more." He looked at a small bridge in the distance, and Lu Mantian walked across the bridge. Ritsu Kagawa didn't see it. At this time, it was three quarters in the afternoon, and it was not far from dusk.

Sometime in the afternoon. A dark cloud covered the moonlight, and the sky became overcast. The wind is also colder. A man in Tsing Yi pulled up his skirt, lowered the brim of his hat, lowered his head, and hurried across the small bridge. In the bamboo forest at the end of the small bridge, there were three bright pavilions. The window was open, and Lu Mantian was sitting by the window with a pen in his hand, but he didn't write anything, just stared at the window in a daze. The man in gray walked in without knocking, and the window immediately fell down. After the window fell, the gray-clothed person raised his head, revealing an ordinary and simple face.

Just looking at this face, no one can tell that he is a traitor. So no one would think that Feng Hao is a traitor. Lu Mantian turned to face him, and said: "Everything has been arranged according to the plan, and he has decided to do it at dusk today." Although Feng Hao showed satisfaction on his face, he still asked: "Do you think he will change his mind temporarily?" Lu Mantian said: "Never, he never dared to disobey Boss Gao's orders, let alone..." There was a vicious smile on the corner of his mouth, and he continued slowly: "He is not so smart."

Feng Hao laughed again, and said, "That's right, of course he couldn't think of the key point of this plan, and no one would think of it." Sometime in the afternoon. The sky was gloomy, and the garden was unusually calm. Meng Xinghun and Lu Xiangchuan were going back. They have traveled many places, almost every corner of this garden has been visited. After walking past, Meng Xinghun realized that he hadn't seen anything. He saw many flowers, many trees, but that was all he could see, and he was as completely ignorant of everything here as he was when he didn't see it.

He still doesn't know how many people are here?How are dark cards distributed?When does the person on the card change shifts?How powerful is the old man? At least one sentence of Lu Mantian was right! "The old man will never give anyone a chance to kill him." If Lu Mantian hadn't betrayed the old man, Meng Xinghun might not have had the chance to kill him. No one can guess the strength of the old man, and no one can guess his thoughts. Meng Xinghun suddenly had a strange idea in his heart. He wondered if he would be much happier if he became the old man's friend?

Although the old man is scary, he is neither hateful nor hateful, and sometimes he can even be said to be a very cute person. There are many people in the world who are more hateful than him, more hateful than him. At least Lu Mantian is one of them, this person can be killed. Meng Xinghun suddenly realized that if Lu Mantian was the one he was going to kill, the situation must be much happier than it is now. The garden is really very quiet, no one can be seen around, and no sound can be heard. This place is indeed like a tomb, and I don't know how many people's lives have been buried.

There was a faint ringing of bells outside the garden. The ringtone is monotonous and hoarse, very regular. Ritsu Kagawa suddenly stopped and listened intently. Not long after he started listening, the old man turned around behind the white flowers and said, "What did you hear?" Ritsu Kagawa said: "There is a drug seller outside ringing the bell." The old man said: "What else can you hear?" Lu Xiangchuan said: "He is shaking a copper string bell that has been used for a long time and has cracks on it." The old man said: "What else?" Lu Xiangchuan said: "He is still twenty or thirty feet away from here."

The old man said, "Go and tell him to come in." Lu Xiangchuan said: "Yes." The old man said: "If he refuses to come, you will kill him!" His voice was cold and calm, as if ordering someone to do a very ordinary thing. Ritsu Kagawa didn't ask any more questions, just turned around and walked out. He never asked "why" or whether it was wrong or right. He only knows how to carry out the old man's orders. But Meng Xinghun couldn't help showing surprise in his eyes, he found that human life seems to have become as cheap as a wild dog here.

The old man moved his eyes to him, as if he had seen through his heart, and suddenly said: "Are you wondering why I want him to do this?" Meng Xinghun nodded. In front of the old man, you'd better not hide what's on your mind. The old man said: "He has heard a lot of things just now, which is very rare for ordinary people." Meng Xinghun said: "It's really rare." The old man said: "But there are still many things he can't understand, what about you?" Meng Xinghun smiled and said, "I'm not as good as him." The old man stared at him for a long time before slowly saying: "The medicine seller must have strong martial arts."

Meng Xinghun couldn't help asking, "Why?" The old man said: "Because he has to walk a long way to get here, but his hand is still very steady." The ringtone was indeed steady and regular. Meng Xinghun said: "Ordinary drug sellers would never come to such a remote place." The old man said: "This is not the most important point." Meng Xinghun said: "No?" The old man said: "Maybe it's because he lost his way, or maybe he wanted to try his luck here." He smiled, and continued: "Many people in Jianghu know that Sun Yubo has always liked to make friends."

Meng Xinghun pondered, and said, "But the drug seller didn't come here for this?" The old man said: "Absolutely not, he rang the bell too intently, and there seemed to be murderous intent in the ringing." Meng Xinghun moved, "Murder intention?" The old man said: "If a person wants to kill someone in his heart, no matter what he does, he will show murderous intentions. The hand that rings the bell has murderous intentions!" The bell outside the garden has stopped. Meng Xinghun only felt that the old man's gaze was as sharp as a sharp knife, as if it had pierced into his heart.Did the old man see his murderous intention? No. Because he didn't really want to kill the old man himself, he didn't have any anger or hatred in his heart. Murder often comes with anger. Meng Xinghun's heart was very calm, so his face was also very calm. The old man suddenly smiled again, and said: "Of course you can't hear this kind of thing now, but in a few years, when there are many people who want to kill you, and you may be killed anytime, anywhere, you will also hear it .” There was a sense of bitterness in his smile, and he continued slowly: "To hear this kind of thing, you need not only use your ears, but also your experience. Only the experience gained from danger and pain is truly valuable. of." This kind of experience is a lesson, not only can make people smarter, but also can make people live longer. Meng Xinghun looked at the marks on the old man's face that were carved by the painful experience, and he couldn't help feeling a kind of respect in his heart, and couldn't help but said: "I will always remember these words." The old man's smile became warm and cheerful, and he said with a smile: "I have always regarded Ritsu Kagawa as my own son, and I hope you are the same." Meng Xinghun lowered his head, hardly daring to look up. He suddenly felt that standing in front of him was an unattainable giant.But he himself has become less than three feet tall. He suddenly felt dirty and despicable. At this moment, Ritsu Kagawa had come back, followed by a man in a gray shirt, with a medicine box on his back and a string of bells in his hand. Meng Xinghun's muscles all over his body suddenly tightened. He never thought that the doctor selling wild medicine was actually Ye Xiang. Recently, few people can see Ye Xiang, but now he is very sober. He was sober and calm. When he saw Meng Xinghun, he neither looked away nor showed any expression. It was as if he had never seen Meng Xinghun before. Meng Xinghun had to wait a long time before he could relax. For the first time, he really felt that he was inferior to Ye Xiang in many things. He couldn't think of why Ye Xiang came here. The old man was obviously not sure, so he smiled and said: "You came just in time, we just need a Mr. Doctor here." Ye Xiang was also smiling, and said, "Is there a patient here?" The old man said: "There are no sick people, only injured people, and some dead people." Ye Xiang said: "I can't cure the dead." The old man said: "Where are the injured people? I think you will always have medicine to treat injuries!" Ye Xiang said: "No." The old man said, "What disease will you cure?" Ye Xiang said: "I can't cure any disease." The old man said, "Then what kind of medicine are you selling?" Ye Xiang said: "I don't sell medicine either. There is only a jar of wine and a knife in this medicine box." With no expression on his face, he continued indifferently: "I don't know how to cure people's diseases, I only kill people." As soon as these words were said, Meng Xinghun's heart almost jumped out of his throat. The old man laughed instead: "It turns out that you are the murderer, that's great. There are many people here who are easy to kill, but I don't know which one you want to kill?" Ye Xiang said: "I didn't come to kill people either." The old man said: "No?" Ye Xiang said: "If I want to kill someone, of course I will kill you, but I don't want to kill you." The old man said: "Oh?" Ye Xiang said: "Although I never choose to kill, as long as the conditions are right, I will kill anyone, but you are an exception." The old man said: "Why?" He kept a smile on his face, as if he was having fun. Ye Xiang said: "I won't kill you, because I know I can't kill you at all, I can't kill you at all." He smiled faintly, and continued: "Of all the living people in the world, maybe no one can kill you. The person who wants to kill you must be a lunatic, and I am not a lunatic." The old man laughed loudly and said, "Although you are not crazy, you still overestimate me." Ye Xiang said: "I don't estimate, because I know." The old man said: "As long as you are alive, you may be killed by others. I am also a human being, a living person." Ye Xiang said: "Of course you will be killed one day, but that day has not yet come." The old man said, "When will it arrive?" Ye Xiang said: "Wait until you are old!" The old man smiled and said, "I'm not old enough yet?" Ye Xiang said: "You are not too old now, because you have not become very dull, stubborn, and stingy like other old men." He continued coldly: "But you will have that day sooner or later, and everyone will have that day." The old man laughed again, but there was a shadow in his eyes, and said: "Since you didn't come to kill people, why did you come here?" Ye Xiang pondered, and said, "You want me to tell the truth?" The old man smiled and said, "It's best not to fake a single word." Ye Xiang pondered for a while, and finally said: "I'm here to find your daughter." The old man's face suddenly changed, and he said sharply, "I don't have a daughter!" Ye Xiang said: "Then let's say I'm looking for someone else, the person I'm looking for is Sun Die." The old man said, "I don't know her." Ye Xiang said: "I know you no longer recognize her as your daughter, so I will take her away!" The old man said, "Take her away?" Ye Xiang said: "You don't want her, I want her!" The old man snapped, "Where do you want to take her?" Ye Xiang said: "Since you don't want her anymore, why do you care where I take her?" The old man's sharp and clear eyes suddenly turned red, and the hair on his sideburns stood up one by one. But he still barely controlled himself, stared at Ye Xiang for a long time, and said word by word: "I seem to have seen you before." Ye Xiang said: "You have indeed seen me." The old man said: "I met you a few years ago, and..." Ye Xiang said: "And he once asked Han Tang to drive me away, to a place where I will never come back." The old man said, "Are you still alive?" Ye Xiang just smiled.Before he could speak, the old man suddenly rushed over, grabbed his lapel, lifted him up, and said sharply: "Is that child Xiaodie yours—" Ye Xiang didn't speak. The old man said angrily: "Are you going to say it?...Say it?" He shook Ye Xiang desperately, as if he wanted to shake all the bones in Ye Xiang's body. Ye Xiang still had no expression on his face, and said lightly: "When my clothes are grabbed by someone, I never like to talk!" The old man glared angrily, his eyeballs seemed to protrude, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. Lu Xiangchuan seemed to be petrified, he had never seen the old man so angry, never thought that the old man could not control himself sometimes. Meng Xinghun was also petrified.When he heard the name "Sun Die", he was already petrified. He never dreamed that the person he wanted to kill was actually the father of his sweetheart. But he already knew Ye Xiang's reason for coming.Ye Xiang just came to tell him about this, lest he make a big mistake that can never be made up for. Ye Xiang risked his life to tell him this, not only for Meng Xinghun, but also for Xiaodie—it turned out that the only person he really loved was Xiaodie.He did not hesitate to die for her! "why why?" "Could it be that Xiaodie's child's father is really Ye Xiang?" Meng Xinghun felt his world spinning, and the whole world seemed to collapse in front of him. His whole body seemed to have collapsed, almost unable to support him, almost falling down! The old man stood in front of Ye Xiang trembling, his whole body was trembling. He finally let go of his hand, but clenched his fists even tighter, and said, "Okay, now tell me, does that child belong to you?" Ye Xiang said: "No." He sighed a long time, and continued: "But I hope so, I would rather sacrifice everything to be the father of that child." The old man gritted his teeth and hissed, "That bastard, that bastard..." Ye Xiang said: "Why do you hate that child? There is nothing wrong with the child. He no longer has a father, which is pitiful enough. A grandfather should love him very much." The old man asked, "Who is his grandfather?" Ye Xiang said: "You, you are his grandfather." He also raised his voice and said loudly, "You don't have to admit it, because he is the blood of your blood and the flesh of your flesh." Before he finished speaking, the old man rushed over and punched him hard in the face. He didn't dodge, because he couldn't dodge at all. The old man's boxing spirit is like lightning and snake letter, but faster than lightning and more poisonous than snake letter. Ye Xiang didn't see his fist at all, he just felt black in front of his eyes, as if the sky was falling apart. He didn't faint because the old man's other fist had hit him in the lower abdomen. The pain kept him awake, unbearably sober. He bent over and fell down, covering his lower abdomen with his hands, and crouched on the ground convulsing and vomiting. He spat out blood and bile acid together, and he felt his mouth was fishy, ​​sour and bitter. Meng Xinghun's whole body seemed to be broken into pieces. He couldn't help it, couldn't stand it. He could hardly bear to act desperately. But he had to watch and endure, or he too would die! Then everything that Ye Xiang sacrificed for him will be worthless, and he will not be able to rest in peace even if he dies. He couldn't bear to do this even more. Ye Xiang was still convulsing and vomiting non-stop. The old man's fist was like the most poisonous torture in the world, which made him experience a huge pain that no one had ever tasted. The old man looked at him, his anger had been vented, and he seemed to have gradually calmed down, only panting lightly. Suddenly, the shrinking Ye Xiang jumped up again. The string of bells in his hand suddenly shot out more than ten cold stars, which are faster than meteors. He has drawn a dagger from his right hand, and his body and sword seem to have become one. The sword light is like a flying rainbow, flying out of the cold stars, more urgent than the cold stars. Han Xing and Feihong have blocked all the old man's way out! The power of this blow, no one can resist, no one can dodge. Of course Meng Xinghun knew what a terrifying murderer Ye Xiang was, but he had never seen it with his own eyes. Now he sees it. Recently, he has gradually become suspicious, and he hardly believes that so many people died at the hands of Ye Xiang before. Now he believes it. Not only did Ye Xiang choose the most unexpected timing for this strike, it was also unimaginably fast.The most unexpected timing is the most correct timing. As long as you make a move, you will never leave any retreat for the opponent. Vicious, accurate, fast. This is the most basic and most important condition for killing people. The combination of these three conditions means "death"! Those who have seen Ye Xiang recently will never believe that he can deliver such a terrifying blow.He seemed to have returned to his former peak state. His friendship with Meng Xinghun and love for Xiaodie made him unleash the last bit of his potential. This is the last blow! No one can avoid his blow. No one else, only the old man! The dagger flew out into the sky, and was broken in two when it fell. Ye Xiang jumped up and down, and his right wrist was broken. The old man was still standing there, standing there motionless like a god.Although he waved away more than ten cold stars with his sleeve, Meng Xinghun still saw several cold stars hitting his chest. At least four or five points. Meng Xinghun could see clearly, and he was sure that he would never make a mistake. He is also very aware of the power of this hidden weapon, because it is also this hidden weapon that he is going to use to kill the old man. No matter who is hit by this hidden weapon, they will fall down immediately, and they will die immediately after falling down! The old man did not fall, nor did he die! When the hidden weapon hit him, it was like hitting an iron man, and even made a "ding" sound. The old man may be considered a superman, a giant, but in any case, not an iron man! Meng Xinghun finally discovered that under the ordinary and old cloth robe worn by the old man, there must be an extraordinary piece of clothing. Although he didn't know whether this garment was made of gold thread, he already knew that there was absolutely no hidden weapon in the world that could penetrate this garment. If he uses this hidden weapon to kill the old man, he will die! This is the lesson Meng Xinghun learned. However, this lesson was not learned from his own painful experience, but was exchanged with Ye Xiang's life. Ye Xiang struggled, wanted to get up, fell heavily again, fell on the ground, panting like a dog, suddenly laughed and said: "I am not wrong, as expected!" He laughed wildly and sternly, and said again: "Sure enough, I can't kill you, as expected, no one can kill you!" The old man said: "But there are many people who can kill you!" He said this sentence suddenly, turned around and left suddenly. He didn't look at Ye Xiang again, but looked at Li Xiangchuan. Ritsu Kagawa understood what he meant. The old man wanted the man dead, but he didn't want to kill a man who had fallen. Ritsu Kagawa will do what the old man doesn't want to do. Lu Xiangchuan watched Ye Xiang struggling on the ground coldly. After watching for a long time, his eyes suddenly turned to Meng Xinghun, and said, "Where's your knife?" Meng Xinghun said: "I don't have a knife." Lu Xiangchuan said: "You don't use a knife to kill people?" Meng Xinghun said: "Use, use other people's weapons. I can use any weapon in other people's hands." He could indeed speak, and he could speak aloud. But he himself seemed to be listening to someone else's voice, which sounded strange and distant. Ritsu Kagawa looked at him.There was a look of satisfaction in his eyes, he suddenly picked up the short sword from the ground and asked, "Can you kill people with this broken sword?" Meng Xinghun said: "Yes." Lu Xiangchuan smiled and said: "You haven't killed anyone for the old man, this is your chance." He smiled very strangely, and continued slowly: "I said, you don't have to worry, this kind of opportunity will come at any time. You should believe it now." Meng Xinghun didn't hear what he was saying at all. The sword was originally short, and when it was broken it looked even clumsier and uglier. Meng Xinghun took the sword and turned to Ye Xiang. He had no idea what he was doing. His ears were buzzing, his eyes were spinning, and he couldn't hear or see anything at all. But he knew what Ye Xiang meant, even if he wanted to pretend he didn't know. For this moment, Ye Xiang has prepared and waited for a long time. When he came, he no longer wanted to go back alive, because his own life was meaningless and hopeless, he only hoped that Meng Xinghun could live on for him. He has regarded Meng Xinghun as his shadow, and has transferred his life and love to Meng Xinghun. Meng Xinghun is the continuation of his life. Few people may understand this kind of feeling, but Meng Xinghun knows it very well. He knows that by doing this, Ye Xiang expresses his willingness to die at his hands.But he couldn't bear it. He would rather die than do anything! The hilt of the sword was wrapped with white silk, and the white silk was soaked by the cold sweat from his palm. He suddenly dropped his sword and said, "I can't kill this person." Ritsu Xiangchuan stared at him, and after a long time, said lightly: "Why? Is he your friend?" Meng Xinghun said coldly: "I can kill my friends, but I don't kill those who have fallen." Lu Xiangchuan said: "Don't make an exception for the sake of the old man?" Meng Xinghun said: "I can kill other people for the old man, and I can wait for the next opportunity. Anyway, this kind of opportunity will come anytime." Ritsu Kagawa looked at him, neither angry nor surprised, neither threatening nor forced. He didn't even say a word, just quietly waiting for Meng Xinghun to walk away from him. Meng Xinghun didn't look back either. He hadn't gone far when he heard Ye Xiang let out a short scream. He still didn't look back, not even shed a tear. His tears will not shed until midnight when no one is around. Although it was not midnight, there was no one there. Meng Xinghun lay on the bed, tears soaking the pillow. "Xiao Die is the old man's daughter!" "You can't kill the old man." Ye Xiang sacrificed his life just to tell him these two things. Ye Xiang wants him to live, wants him to live a good life with Xiaodie. Ye Xiang couldn't do this by himself. "Can I do it?" Meng Xinghun clenched his fists and swore to himself that he would do it no matter what! This is his only way to repay Ye Xiang. Although he still owes Boss Gao a lot, he can repay him in other ways in the future. This thing he had to give up, now he had to get out of here. Can he go? There are many tombs outside the garden, and all the "friends" of the old man are buried in the tombs. "No matter whoever enters our organization, he will never leave, no matter whether he lives or dies." "Even if you are going to die, you have to die here." "But whether it's dead or alive, the old man will take good care of you." This is what Lu Xiangchuan said to Meng Xinghun when they passed those tombs. When he said these words, he seemed to have a lot of emotion in his heart. Meng Xinghun didn't know if Lu Xiangchuan was really expressing his feelings, or if he was warning him. He always felt that Ritsu Kagawa's attitude towards him was very special, especially the attitude just now, as if he had already seen his relationship with Ye Xiang and his secret. But he didn't force him to do anything. "Ru Xiangchuan might let me go, but what about Lu Mantian?" When the excitement in Meng Xinghun's heart calmed down a bit, he began to think more. "Even Ye Xiang knows that the old man can't be killed, how could Lu Mantian not know?" "Lu Mantian has a closer relationship with the old man than anyone else, and naturally knows more about the old man than others." "Since he knows that I don't have the ability to kill the old man, why did he ask me to do it?" Meng Xinghun's tears stopped, but cold sweat broke out on his palms. He suddenly discovered that Lu Mantian's plan was far more terrifying than he had imagined. The point of the plan wasn't for him to actually kill the old man, but for him to make the ladder.Lu Mantian had to step over this ladder before he could achieve his goal. The grief in Meng Xinghun's heart had turned into anger. No one wants to be someone else's ladder and let others step on it. Meng Xinghun wiped away his tears, sat up, and waited. Waiting for the sky to land. He knew that Lu Mantian would never let him go, and would definitely come to him! Lu Mantian came earlier than Meng Xinghun expected. Lu Xiangchuan hadn't come back yet, and there seemed to be no one else in the room, it was very quiet, so when Lu Mantian opened the door and walked in, Meng Xinghun heard his footsteps. His footsteps were calm and slow, as if he had come back to his own home, and he was obviously full of confidence in everything. His expression was calmer, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like a traitor with ulterior motives. Anyone who betrayed the old man was bound to feel a little nervous, but he wasn't at all. He even had a smile on his face, a smile that dismissed everyone as an idiot. Meng Xinghun barely suppressed the anger in his heart, and said coldly, "What are you doing here?" Lu Mantian smiled and said: "Nothing, I just came to see if you are ready, and now the time is almost here." Meng Xinghun said, "I'm not prepared." Lu Mantian frowned and said, "Not prepared? No matter how experienced you are, you still have to prepare before killing someone." Meng Xinghun said, "I'm not planning to kill anyone." Lu Mantian said: "But you must kill him." Meng Xinghun suddenly sneered, and said, "If I must kill someone, it won't be the old man, but you!" Lu Mantian seemed surprised, and said, "Kill me? Why?" Meng Xinghun said: "Because I don't like people stepping on my head, I don't like being used as a ladder." Lu Mantian said: "Ladder? What ladder?" Meng Xinghun said: "You want me to come, you don't really want me to assassinate the old man, because of course you already know that I have no chance of success." There was no expression on Lu Mantian's face, but his pupils began to shrink, and he said, "Then why did I ask you to come?" Meng Xinghun said: "Maybe you already have a plan to assassinate the old man; and you are sure that you will succeed." Lu Mantian said: "Then I don't need you to come." Meng Xinghun said: "But you are not charged with assassinating the old man, because you are afraid that others will avenge the old man, and you are even more afraid that others will not allow you to replace the old man, so you want me to bear the charge for you. " Lu Mantian said: "Go ahead." Meng Xinghun said: "You want me to wait in that cave to assassinate the old man, but I may not have a chance to make a move at all, and you may have discovered me first." Lu Mantian said: "And then?" Meng Xinghun said: "You expressed that you didn't trust me from the beginning. Of course, the old man will never doubt that you arranged this plan. You caught the assassin for him, so of course he trusts you more." Lu Mantian said: "And then?" Meng Xinghun said: "You will attack him when he trusts you the most." Lu Mantian said: "Do you think I can kill him?" Meng Xinghun sneered and said: "You are his friend for many years, and you are the best friend. Of course, you know his weaknesses better than others. What's more, you have already planned carefully, but he is completely defenseless against you." Lu Mantian said: "So you think I have a great chance." Meng Xinghun said: "If there is only one person in the world who can kill the old man, that person is you." Lu Mantian suddenly smiled, but it was very special, and said, "Thank you, you seem to think highly of me." Meng Xinghun said: "After you kill him, you can announce to others that you have captured the assassin who assassinated the old man and avenged the old man. Naturally, other people will not doubt you, and you can take it as a matter of course. Take the place of the old man." He continued with a sneer: "This is your plan. You will not only betray the old man, but you will also betray me." Lu Mantian said coldly: "But you also have a mouth, so you can talk." Meng Xinghun said: "Who would believe my words? Besides, you might not give me a chance to speak at all." Lu Mantian looked at him with no expression on his face. After a long time, he suddenly smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be so smart. Assassins shouldn't be so smart." He smiled, as if explaining to Meng Xinghun, and said, "It's a very stupid thing to take the risk of killing someone yourself, it's even more stupid to kill someone else, smart people would never do it." Meng Xinghun's eyes showed pain, because he knew that Lu Mantian's words were not wrong. These words really touched his hidden pain. Lu Mantian was admiring his pain, with a satisfied expression in his eyes, and said leisurely: "But smart people usually have a problem, smart people are afraid of death." Meng Xinghun said: "People who are afraid of death would not do such a thing." Lu Mantian said: "That's just because you were not smart enough before, but now you obviously understand that it is a good thing to be alive, and it is better than death anyway." He suddenly smiled again and asked, "Do you know that the person who came just now is called Ye Xiang?" Meng Xinghun gritted his teeth. Lu Mantian said again: "Of course you know, because he is your best friend, but you watched him being killed in front of you without even responding, so why?" He smiled, and continued: "It's just because you have become smart and you don't want to die with him. Even if you have other reasons, you must be lying to yourself." Meng Xinghun's heart was throbbing. He did watch Ye Xiang die, and he kept explaining to himself that doing so was just because he couldn't bear Ye Xiang's sacrifice to be worthless, and it was just because Ye Xiang wanted him to live. But now, Lu Mantian's words are like a needle. He suddenly realized that he was not as great as he imagined, and maybe he did it because he was afraid of death. He really doesn't want to die now. Lu Mantian said slowly: "You are right. Up to now, no one has doubted me. I can reveal your identity at any time, and I can kill you at any time." He stared at Meng Xinghun like a cat looking at a mouse under its claws, and continued with a smile: "So if you still want to live, you can only do what I say, because you have nowhere to go. .” Meng Xinghun clenched his fists and snorted, "Even if I did it, wouldn't the result still be death?" Lu Mantian said: "If you do well, I may let you live, I can find another person to die for you, I can beat that person's face to pieces, and make others think that he is you, that way You can go far away and find a place where no one recognizes you, and as long as you don't bother me, no one else will bother you." He smiled and said again: "I can even give you a large reward to make you live more comfortably. As long as a person can live comfortably, even if it is not an honorable life, it is still very worthwhile."