1882: C1882 Zhang Xing Summoned Him

C1882 Zhang Xing Summoned Him

Article 1882. Zhang Xing summoned him.

"Burp... Burp..."

Wudao only turned half of the cephalo-. His eyes were wide open, filled with fear and regret.

Hiccup sounds kept coming out from his throat.

But it was already too late for him to think or say anything.

Zhao Zhong was expressionless. A drop of blood fell from the axe in his hand.

"Wudao! You forced me to kill you! If you don't die, then I have to die!

The Vermillion Bird Sect forced me to sell out the Information, forced me to tell everyone about Zhang Xing and the Guardsmen.

All of you are forcing me!"

As he spoke, a rare savage expression appeared on Zhao Zhong's face.

Putong!

The cephalo- rolled down from the Neck, rolled a few times, and landed right under Zhao Zhong's feet.

He stared at Zhao Zhong with his blood-red eyes filled with fear. He could not die in peace!

"You still dare to stare at me when you're dead? I'll make you glare at me! I'll make you glare at me... "

Zhao Zhong was so scared that he took a step back, but then he stepped forward and stepped on Wu Dao's cephalo-.

After that, he stepped on it again and again as if he had gone mad.

The pressure that he had been suppressing for so many years had erupted.

He was once the most promising elite disciple, and had the highest chance of becoming one of Vice Sect Leader's direct disciples.

But all of this had been destroyed by Eldest Brother and his second senior brother!

He hated them!

He hated the injustice of the heavens!

Now, his personality had been twisted, and his heart was in a serious state of psychosis!

Wudao's cephalo- had been shattered to an unrecognizable state. He was still kicking. ......

No one noticed the scene at the top of the mountain.

Black Treasure and the others were currently sleeping soundly in the lair in Dragon Island.

They did not fight in the past few months, so they learned how to play dirty tricks.

Not to mention, they were addicted to it.

However, they didn't have a long way to go.

They hadn't found any suspicious people in the past two days and felt that it was boring, so they ran back to sleep.

Zhao Zhong patrolled the entire night nervously.

The next morning, the Pathless Subordinate found out that he had gone missing.

After sending people to search for him but to no avail, he reported it to Zhang Xing.

"After patrolling for a night, he actually went missing?"

Zhang Xing looked at Deputy Commander with a strange expression.

"Vice Commander-in-Chief, we looked all over the camp, but we did not find Commander Wudao."

An Hua said in a low voice.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Xing said, "There is no need to search. Commander Wudao might be dead."

"What?"

An Hua shivered and cried out involuntarily.

"He might have been killed. As for the reason... it must have something to do with the spies of the Vermillion Bird Army hidden within us.

Maybe he found out some secret and was killed. "

Zhang Xing knew Wudao better than anyone else.

He didn't have any enemies with deep hatred here.

He was also one of the ordinary commanders.

Basically, he wouldn't be envied.

Last night, the Daoless Commander patrolled the night.

If he met an assassin from the Vermilion Bird Army, even if he wasn't a match for them, he would still be able to send out an alarm.

However, the possibility of him being assassinated wasn't high.

It was useless for the Vermilion Bird Army to kill him.

If it was someone he was familiar with who killed him, then it would be impossible to guard against.

The person who could kill him was at least a commander.

Right now, he had a total of seven commanders and nine Deputy Commander under his command.

The person who killed him must be one of these sixteen commanders.

"Who was patrolling the south last night?"

Zhang Xing already had a guess in his heart.

"Vice Commander-in-Chief, it was Commander Zhao Zhong!"

An Hua replied.

"Go and call him over!"

Zhang Xing walked out of the camp and arrived at the sports field.

At this moment, it was time for the entire army to bury the pot and cook.

The aroma of rice filled the entire camp.2

Not long after, Zhao Zhong wore a brand new battle armor and his war boots steadily walked over.

"Greetings, Vice Commander-in-Chief. May I know why you summoned Subordinate?"

Zhao Zhong had a respectful expression, and a puzzled look appeared in his eyes.

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