Chapter 239 Northern Xinjiang Holy Land

It could be felt that Zhou Bowen was already a little panicked. Although most of his face was wrapped in tree bark, the fear in his eyes could not be concealed.

He opened his mouth and seemed to want to explain a few words, but unfortunately Xu Jiang didn't give him a chance.

He put one hand on the tree trunk and gave an ultimatum in a sinister tone.

"I don't care about the evidence, and I don't care about your life or death. If you don't tell me the details, no one can save you."

Xu Jiang's words were very cruel. Faced with the lord of a city, he was so intimidated that he refused to save his life, and immediately received an angry rebuke from the entire Northern Xinjiang soldiers.

Unfortunately, none of these could affect Xu Jiang. He calmly lit up a cigarette and prepared to turn around and leave indifferently.

Of course, Xu Jiang is not giving up, he is just putting pressure on Zhou Bowen.

The cigarette in his hand is the favorite of countless men: [Six Divine Smokes].

People who smell it: sore waist, no pain in legs, refreshed, energetic at work.

Now, it can help Zhou Bowen, who is dying, to regain his spirit and amplify the painful senses in his heart.

Sure enough, as the green smoke entered his nose, Zhou Bowen's eyes began to waver.

Xu Jiang is right, the shortcomings of [The Immortal Game] must be solved within the game. If Zhou Bowen doesn't tell the truth, no one can help him.

He was afraid that his collusion with the Faceless Men would be exposed, so he never dared to tell the truth.

But it seems that he has reached the point where he can't say no. In his current state, he may not survive for three days.

And just last night, Zhou Bowen saw with his own eyes that his subordinate went into the inner room to look for his wife on the pretext of discussing official business and did not come out all night.

In just one night, the green leaves above his head grew a little more.

Zhou Bowen didn't want to die, especially watching himself turn into a tree day by day. The feeling of being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts frightened him.

"I, I said, don't leave, I will tell you everything about the Faceless People."

As soon as he said this, there was an uproar around him.

As the nominal manager of Beijiang City, Zhou Bowen actually colluded with the Faceless People!

This result is really terrible.

One military commander even shouted desperately: "Quick, raise the alarm again, put the whole city on alert, the fighting has not stopped yet!"

The battle has not stopped yet, and the real enemy hidden behind the scenes is only now coming to the surface.

Seeing the indignant looks around him, Zhou Bowen was also very flustered and said quickly: "I am willing to tell you everything to make up for my mistake. You must guarantee my life."

"Don't worry, as long as your value is enough, you can live comfortably."

Xu Jiang raised his eyebrows and showed a devilish smile. It seemed that he had been with Qiye for a long time and had acquired some of the devil's cunning.

Is it valuable enough?

Hehe, this is difficult to define. The final right of interpretation belongs to Xu Jiang.

Of course, to make Zhou Bowen feel at ease, he needs to give him some sweeteners.

"clatter!"

Xu Jiang snapped his fingers to the side and called the gray-haired energetic young man who had been watching to come over.

This enthusiastic member of the public is, of course, Bai Yan.

Zhou Bowen's situation is very special. Jin Li didn't detect any suspicious people around him, so he must figure out how to break the spell.

For example, for those who are more violent, just use a sniper rifle to kill him a few times, or try the absorbing ability of the kneeboard.

It's a pity that these two methods, once successful, will be a radical cure. Xu Jiang does not want him to be cured, so leaving him half dead is the best way.

So, he asked Bai Yan to help.

Bai Yan smiled slightly and walked over gracefully without any stage fright.

A military commander who had been loyal to the Sun family was stunned when he saw Bai Yan: "I remember you. You were Sun Ping's staff before. Your name is..."

"His name is Idiot. I met him after I came to Northern Xinjiang. He also helped me kill the Faceless Deacons before." As soon as Xu Jiang opened his mouth, he gave Bai Yan a heavy blow.

This handsome smile froze directly on his face.

Although the name "White Flame" cannot be used, you can't name him randomly either!

"Ahem, my name is Bai Chi. Blazing Chi is also from Northern Xinjiang. I should contribute to Northern Xinjiang."

With a smile on his face, Bai Yan also used his ability to chat privately with Xu Jiang.

[Are you sure you want me to take action? It seems you agree to cooperate? 】

[It’s true that among the short ones, there is no one in Northern Xinjiang!]

Bai Yan wanted to cooperate with Xu Jiang because he wanted to use Xu Jiang's introduction to quickly perform meritorious service and gain prestige, and then slowly infiltrate and take control of the military.

However, considering this man's cruel deeds, Xu Jiang refused at the time.

It's a pity that Zhou Bowen has now turned into a tree, Sun Ping's life experience has been exposed, and the wild beast has crushed him into a tree. Under such circumstances, Northern Xinjiang really cannot be in chaos.

God knows how much northern Xinjiang has been infiltrated?

Rather than letting the military power fall into the hands of an unknown military commander, it would be better to hand it over to Bai Yan. At least he has the approval of Rabbit.

With Xu Jiang's recommendation, Bai Yan finally stood in front of the stage.

He did not disappoint everyone. He placed his right hand on Zhou Bowen's body, and a gloomy force spread out.

Just like peeling off a cocoon, the layers of tree bark were peeled away, and Zhou Wenbo actually left the tree state and slowly returned to his human form.

Xu Jiang, who was watching, had a glint in his eyes.

Sure enough, Bai Yan's ability was probably what he had guessed. He was worthy of being an SS-level talent. It was really terrifying.

Of course, Zhou Bowen's current condition is not completely cured. His skin is still covered with bark, but the results have amazed the people around him.

Just looking at the ups and downs of Bai Yan's chest, it seems that he has also spent a lot of money. It seems that the situation of tree transformation is not that easy to reverse.

Fortunately, this is enough.

Xu Jiang knelt down, looked at Zhou Bowen who looked happy, and said, "Don't be happy so early. Whether your disease can be completely cured depends on your value."

Zhou Bowen knew that there was no way out now, and facing the murderous eyes of the people around him, he could only confess everything.

Opening his mouth, Zhou Bowen came up and gave everyone a big blow.

"I know that Northern Xinjiang was attacked by desolate beasts. I think I should know the reason why the desolate beasts went crazy."

Xu Jiang's eyes lit up and he quickly asked: "What's the reason? They said there is a source of corruption in Beijiang City?"

"Yes, there is, that is a black king tree."

"King of Black Kuishu? What is that?" Everyone looked at each other and felt a little confused.

But Zhou Bowen's face became increasingly bitter.

"The Black Kuishu King is out of control now, but that's not the point. The point is that the location where he planted it is very dangerous."

"Danger? Where is it planted?"

"Planted in...holy ground."

"Holy land?" Xu Jiang and other people from other cities found this term very unfamiliar.

Just hearing this person's tone, I felt that something was a bit troublesome.

But the expressions of the officers in Northern Xinjiang changed drastically at this moment.

"You bastard! You, you were betrayed by Northern Xinjiang, and you actually sold our holy land to the Faceless People!"

Curses continued to sound, and Xu Jiang looked a little dazed.

He bumped Bai Yan, whose face changed slightly, with his elbow, and asked: "The Holy Land in Northern Xinjiang? Why haven't I heard of this place? Where is it?"

"Under the feet of thousands of meters." Bai Yan stamped his feet and gritted his teeth and replied: "If something happens to that place, Northern Xinjiang will be in danger."

"Danger? How dangerous?"

"It is rumored that the day the Holy Land is destroyed is the day when the thousand-meter ice cliff breaks into pieces. By then, Northern Xinjiang City will no longer exist."
Chapter completed!