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    Chapter 80 Heartbeat (hit again)

    "With the strength in my hand, I'm afraid there's nothing I dare not do." The woman chuckled and shrugged slightly, looking extremely relaxed.

    Apart from snorting coldly, he seemed to be unable to think of a better way to deal with the arrogance of the woman in front of him.

    Seeing the dissatisfied look on his face, the woman shook her head and said with a smile: "These are just some unflattering little tricks. I'm just using them as examples. Don't worry, you will never be used to these kinds of tricks."  Go with us, because what we want you to do will be a sincere cooperation, not an order or threat."

    "Sincere cooperation? Hum, do you think we can achieve this kind of cooperation?" He glanced at the woman sideways and said coldly.

    The woman turned to look out the window, her eyes slightly blurry. After a while, she shook her head and sighed: "Don't always say such negative things, okay? A man should be more open-minded and have a higher vision. Otherwise, he will just  I¡¯m afraid that I will let down the good luck that God has given you in vain.¡±

    "Good luck given by God?" The experiences of more than ten years flashed through his mind like lightning. This sentence first made him feel a little ridiculous, and then he felt deeply confused.

    The woman looked back at him with a puzzled expression and said with a smile: "Actually, there is no irresolvable hatred between us. It's just a drink and a peck. And to be honest, you get  I'm afraid it's much more than what you lost."

    He looked at the woman deeply, then closed his eyes slightly and said: "There is no need to discuss the gains and losses. Let's put them aside for now. Next, let's talk about what you are planning to do, and what is going on between us.  What kind of sincere cooperation will there be?"

    The woman's snow-covered white clothes were rustled by a gust of cold wind that suddenly hit outside the window. She straightened the slightly messy silk threads with her delicate hands like white lust, nodded and said: "It's a long story, so I'll start with it.  Let me tell you the reason why we people come together."

    "I'm all ears."

    "The organization we originally belonged to was called 'Ghost Dao'. It has a history of more than three hundred years. Its founder was Sima Yi, a strange man of the generation."

    "Sima Yi?"

    "The 'Ghost Path' has gone through hundreds of years of ups and downs and has grown to this day. It can be said to be flourishing. The members of the organization range from princes and princes to pawns and traffickers. They are almost all-encompassing and inclusive."

    "Since the 'ghost way' is so powerful, why do you still want to break away?"

    "Oh, you listened very carefully. The 'Ghost Path' is actually very strict in selecting people. Only those with outstanding talents are not allowed to join, so it can definitely be regarded as a powerful force. However, as the years go by, what countless talented people have done  All the merits are for the Taoist masters in the past to ascend to the throne of God. Once the throne is overthrown, everything comes to nothing" The woman looked at the scenery outside the window and sighed softly.

    "It is said that one general's achievements lead to the death of thousands of bones, let alone the rotation of emperors and the change of dynasties? This is how things are in the world. You big people should see it more clearly than anyone else. Why are you sighing hypocritically here?" He raised the corner of his mouth slightly,  He didn't hide the ridicule in his heart at all.

    The woman shook her head, but did not defend herself, and continued: "As the saying goes, the passing geese leave their voices, and the passing people leave their names. Most of the outstanding people choose this path. No matter life or death, victory or defeat, they are all happy with it, without regrets.  blame."

    "Huh, if I listen carefully, this seems to be nonsense."

    The woman lowered her head and smiled: "But there is only one emperor, but there are more than thousands of heroes? There will be fighting, but no matter who wins or loses, the only ones who suffer unspeakably are the common people."

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