"Of course, they have made mistakes, and I have no intention of clearing them of the charges."

"But now that I recognize me as the boss, I have to consider their present and future. I have never seen them and don't want to mention their past mistakes, but after following me, I will never allow any more harm than anything."

"Since my 50,000 bandits have turned back, should I enjoy the same life as normal people?"

The general paused and said word by word: "If you hadn't destroyed Wujiazhai and Tiejuanmen, these unforgivable bastards, I wouldn't have been sitting here to negotiate with you today."

"But what I want is not high-ranking officials and status, nor money or women."

"What I want is very simple, that is, I want the 50,000 bandits under my command to live."

The general stared at Qu Mu and asked in a deep voice: "Can you do it?"

Qu Mu sighed loudly and answered frankly: "Hey! I can't do it."

"Then there is no need to continue the negotiation." The general stood up for the second time and picked up the Dragon Bird Battle Knife.

"Zhou Cang, let's go."

Qu Mu quickly stood up and yelled unwillingly: "No one can guarantee that they will survive after military military forces on the battlefield."

"I can't do it, nor can you. But following me will at least make your 50,000 bandits live in a blatant way."

The general suddenly turned around and looked straight at Qu Mu. He asked angrily: "Aren't they living in an upright life now?"

Qu Mu looked at him fearlessly: "No."

The general lifted the Dragon Bird Battle Knife weighing a hundred kilograms with one hand and paused word by word: "Say it again!"

The general believed that Qu Mu's words meant to despise the bandits. It touched his bottom line and he did not hesitate to fight.

In fact, he had already restrained a lot for the 50,000 bandits behind him. If he were in Tiangang Academy, he wouldn't have had so much nonsense. He would have picked up the Dragon Bird's sword and chopped it first.

At this time, Zhou Cang was also ready to fight, and a pair of militants were never afraid of fighting.

Qu Mu was a hero who was half of the country and was provoked again and again. The clay man was still angry, let alone him.

The fists were clenched, and the joints were clattering, and they were fearless and beat them as soon as they were said.

Xi Xia Lan took a step faster and actually ran to the front of Qu Mu. She had long disliked the general and was eager to try it out.

Wen Chengzhi was the most steady and sighed: "Hey, he spoke with Xing Zhen accent, why is his temper so much worse?"
Chapter completed!