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Chapter 390 Does the conscience hurt?(2/2)

That night, Xiang Yu went to the toilet several times, but he was in a good mood. He was breathing weakly while laughing out loud.

At the same time, Li Shui and Li Xin were in a good mood.

Two people are playing chess.

Li Xin took a casual step and said lightly: "Is the matter done?"

Li Shui looked at the chessboard and frowned: "Well, it's done. The news came from the tripod that he had become a brother of the same surname with Xiang Yu. No, it should be a brother of the same surname."

Then, he also took a step.

Li Xin sighed: "Brother Huai, you put eyeliners everywhere and deceive people around. Will your conscience hurt?"

Li Shui said: "It hurts very much, and it's not a big deal, so you can only numb yourself with delicious food, wine and beauty."

Li Xin said: "You are not many beauties in Shangjun Villa."

Li Shui laughed: "You know nothing."

Li Xin nodded: "Yes, I don't understand. But I won. Blast!"

Li Shui hurriedly stopped him: "You win, the mine can't move. After saying it three hundred times, the bomb can only move."

Li Xin said skeptically: "It's all gunpowder, why can't the mines move?"

Li Shui waved his hand: "If you can't move, you can't move. Now my commander is the biggest on the card, so you can give up."

Li Xin: "I think it is necessary to re-establish the rules..."

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Xianyang City is getting closer and closer. Wang Jian's heart is getting heavier and heavier.

Originally, he could have entered the city before dark, but he used the excuse of being unwell and slowed down until dark.

Wang Jian wanted to work harder and see if he could kill Xiang Liang tonight.

In the middle of the night, Wang Jian sent out another wave of dead soldiers. A quarter of an hour later, all the dead soldiers were dead and Xiang Liang was safe and sound.

Wang Jian was already desperate. He sat in the tent for a long time, and finally couldn't help but stand up and walk towards Xiang Liang.

Xiang Liang was still sitting in the car, still tied up tightly.

Seeing Wang Jian coming, Xiang Liang smiled apologetically: "I can't move, I'm sorry for my crime."

On the surface, this is saying that you can't salute Wang Jian, please don't be surprised. In fact, it is saying that you are tied up so hard that you can't move. If you want to commit suicide, you can't do it at all. So after entering Xianyang City, you can't stand torture and call Wang Jian out, that's sorry.

Wang Jian stared at Xiang Liang for a long time, sighed, and said, "There will always be a time to move."

This means that although I am tied up now, I always have a chance to commit suicide after entering Xianyang City.

Xiang Liang nodded: "Thank you for your advice, General."

After saying that, both of them fell silent.

Wang Jian felt that he could not do anything when standing here, so he simply shook his head and turned around and walked towards his tent.

When Wang Jian walked away, Li Ji smiled and said to Xiang Liang: "How about we make a deal?"

Xiang Liang didn't say anything.

Li Ji said: "Brother Xiang, I have actually obtained a lot of evidence. When you arrive in Xianyang City, if you don't speak, Wang Jian will inevitably die. Why do you have to go through a severe torture? Why do you say Wang Jian directly and I'll give you a happy time, how about it?"

Xiang Liang laughed: "This is also called transaction? If I tell Wang Jian out and let me go, that is called transaction."

Li Ji said helplessly: "Brother Xiang, you are too much. Unless you personally say that Wang Jian is a traitor in front of His Majesty, what's the use of telling me privately? If you want to let you go, His Majesty must nod and agree."

Xiang Liang said lightly: "Since that's the case, there's no need to say it."
Chapter completed!
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