I'll forge a new destiny

Chapter 140 Parents Arrive

The staggering footsteps constantly reminded Charles that there was more than one person in front of him.

This is really not good news.

The sneak attack just now has shown that it is a luxury for him to deal with people without causing any noise. Thinking about what kind of place this was, he couldn't expect the next person to come just to serve food.

But this can't slow down Charles' pace - if he can't sneak, then he won't sneak, as long as he can rush out.

If you rush, you may be blocked, but if you don't rush, you will definitely fall here.

Again, as long as they can get outside, the initiative lies with Bunty and Charles. When the two of them didn't overturn the table, even if it was for the sake of their own reputation, Gilded House would not make the matter a big deal.

After all, the Yaxing family who got into a fight with two goods in a place where guests were entertained and disturbed the customers might not be willing to come next time.

After clearing his mind, Charles no longer waited for Bunty, took a few steps forward, and punched in the direction of the sound in the dim light.

The strong wind blows on the face, blowing the firelight and swaying, and the half-smiling expression on the face of the future is very interesting.

"You really gave me a big surprise, whether it was finding out that you were caught or seeing that you two could escape here..."

Zhang Xing was actually quite happy. After all, it seemed that even without him, Charles and Bunty would not have no chance of escaping. This shows that his companion is still docked, and at least he doesn't need to worry about anything.

Bunty, who was lagging behind and running to catch up, smiled at Bunty who saw him clearly under the light, which made the girl relax immediately. It was as if he had just discovered the feeling of being tired. He held his knees and took a few deep breaths.

He easily let go of Charles' attack, and in the swinging light, his handsome face was clearly displayed in the boy's eyes.

"gentlemen--"

laugh--

Obviously, Zhang Xing's appearance here was not the only thing that surprised Charles.

Now, there are three confused people.

Bunty straightened up and covered his mouth, not knowing how to describe the scene in front of him.

Charles, on the other hand, stared blankly at the foreman in front of him whose belly had been broken by his fist, and was even more at a loss. You said it's okay to just kill people. He has killed a lot during this period.

But this person came with Mr.

The two people here had a lot of thoughts, but Moria, who was equally confused over there, thought simply - "What the hell..."

Holding the shoulder of the boy in front of him with trembling hands, Moriah's eyes were splitting and he was about to shed tears of blood.

He really didn't expect that he would encounter such a thing even after he got here.

He’s still alive to this day!

This look made Charles, who didn't want to continue to take action, instinctively take a step back, and then took his hand out of his stomach.

Fortunately, this kid was not over his confusion. He restrained himself a little and allowed Moriah to bleed normally.

This made Moria instinctively want to say something more, but she was trembling and couldn't say anything. I felt chills all over my body, as if all my strength had been frozen, and I was rolling out along the hole in my stomach.

Staggering and falling backward, he used his last strength to support his neck and glanced at Zhang Xing.

But Zhang Xing didn't look at him. Instead, he looked at Charles, who was trapped in an inner drama and couldn't extricate himself, and smiled: "You are not the only one who doubts yourself now."

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"What are you thinking about? Would you kill someone by mistake in front of me?" Zhang Xing rubbed his head, which was very smooth after washing it, and was very sure: "You will definitely make mistakes sometimes, but it will definitely not be now. because……"

Because you are looking at me!

Like Bunty, Charles relaxed and didn't care what the place was. "Do you need me to continue to deal with him?"

Since Zhang Xing doesn't care about this person's life or death, he'd better deal with it directly.

When Moriah, who was on his deathbed, heard this, the breath he was holding on suddenly disappeared, and he was about to pass away.

"No need, he can live." - and then was continued by Zhang Xing's words.

"But since I can only live, you can't expect me to do too much."

Taking off the vase from his neck, Zhang Xing squatted in front of Moriah. The foreman had fallen to the ground and rolled his eyes. I don't know if I can hear what he said.

"You are eating from the Gilded House and doing the work of the Gilded House, so you can't be said to be innocent. After all, from my point of view, everyone here is someone who can die, so I I didn’t stop Charles just now.”

Regardless of whether he could understand clearly or not, and whether he was going to die or not, he had to listen to what Zhang Xing had to say.

"But at least we have some friendship, so I can repay you for helping me get in. After all, I didn't want to make any noise at that time, and you were very cooperative and didn't make any noise. And I didn't see you before today. I don’t know or understand what you have done, and even just now I was trying to introduce you to a new job..."

Then I'll give you a chance.

Zhang Xing did not say the last words, but poured out the healing potion from the vase, covering Moria's wounds.

Looking at Moriah who had regained consciousness slightly and at least had the strength to tremble, Zhang Xing shook his head and stood up.

"So now as two people who don't want to do anything, do you want to continue on this ship, or leave quickly?" Zhang Xing raised his eyebrows: "A friendly reminder, when I say leaving, I don't just leave my ship. It means."

"You have already saved your own people, haven't you?"

Looking at Zhang Xing's back as he prepared to move on, and the two followers who had obviously wasted a lot of effort to escape, but followed him without any hesitation and were preparing to go back together, Moriah struggled to get up.

He didn't understand why this person who didn't want to make a big fuss now looked like he was going to cause trouble. Obviously everything I wanted to do has been done, and all I have to do next is find a way to leave.

"I can't get off the boat, sir, so you don't have to doubt me. I will fully cooperate with you. With my cooperation, you can take people out now, so why continue to move forward?"

Out of rational considerations, Moria had no intention of jumping off the ship—and of course, he had no intention of confronting the speaker.

He was not stupid, he had already come here and looked at the steaming corpse not far ahead. And if you think about it a little, you can know what Charles and the two will do when they come out of the depths of the dungeon. Then can you turn back? You can only follow Zhang Xing all the way to the dark side.

With his own help, as long as Zhang Xing steps back and stops doing unnecessary things, at least he won't encounter anything before leaving the Gilded Building.

For the sake of Zhang Xinghui introducing him to a new job, and also for the fact that he is now on a pirate ship and has no other way out except escaping from the Gilded Building completely.

Moria urged: "If you wait a little longer, my identity will be useless!"

Just like Charles would encounter people on patrol when he came out, and Zhang Xing would encounter people doing business when he came in, the alarm would sound if he waited a little longer.

"Did you make something wrong?" Zhang Xing looked at Moria, and then at his two companions, which were all conspicuous marks. "Did I look like I was looking for someone at the beginning?"

"you……"

Yes, Moria suddenly remembered Zhang Xing's behavior when he was first stopped on the stairs.

He is indeed not here to find anyone, and judging from his current behavior, this person is here to look for trouble, and is just planning to give up for some reason.

Zhang Xing originally wanted to do this later, but he happened to meet an acquaintance here...

"It just so happens that you saw what I had to do?"

　I have to say that writing 300,000 words is a hurdle. I’ll contact the editor on Monday to apply for it...if she doesn’t have a day off.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)