Watched by Zhong Qinglei and Panmen's sect master with murderous eyes, Liu Zhengyang suddenly felt like their creditor.

And it's the kind that has to collect debts every second.

He asked inexplicably, "What's the matter with you?"

"Don't you know it yourself?" Zhong Qinglei said unhappily, "Didn't you just say that it doesn't matter if we die?"

"Uncle Liu, you didn't expect us to have such a position in your mind. We are so disappointed and sad." Panmen's sect master said in grief: "We fought to the death for you, and almost died in the Dan Society. In the hands of the president, is this how you repay us?"

"What the hell?" Liu Zhengyang's head was full of question marks.

Zhong Qinglei and the Sect Master of Panmen are actually struggling with this kind of thing?

But in the situation just now, even a three-year-old child can see what the situation is, right?

Could it be that with the IQs of Zhong Qinglei and Panmen's sect master, he couldn't tell that Liu Zhengyang was acting?

"You... don't you take what I just said seriously?" Liu Zhengyang couldn't help asking.

"How could it be serious?" Zhong Qinglei and the Sect Master Panmen looked at the idiot at the same time.

But in this way, Liu Zhengyang is even more puzzled by the second monk.

Now that they have seen it, he is tangled in wool?

Is this idle time?

Zhong Qinglei saw Liu Zhengyang's thoughts, and said unhappily: "Even if we know that you are acting, we don't want to hear that kind of words. Isn't it just being chased and killed by the chairman of the Dan Association? Although we are not his opponents, we are in his hands. It’s still possible to protect yourself for a while.”

The Sect Master of Panmen nodded vigorously, and said with deep conviction, "Especially with Mr. Zhong's demonic armor, even if I can't bear it, I can still survive by hiding behind Mr. Zhong's back for a while. Before I die, I don't want to hear you say you don't care if we live or die."

Liu Zhengyang was dumbfounded.

I have to say, this reason is really strong.

And Zhong Qinglei was even more speechless, looking at Panmen Sect Master almost resentfully.

The door owner of Panmen said solemnly: "If you are a man, don't look at me with such terrible eyes."

Zhong Qinglei glared at him and wanted to hit someone.

Liu Zhengyang shook his head sarcastically, and said nothing.

Because he could see that Zhong Qinglei and the Sect Master Panmen just didn't want to break the friendship of comrades-in-arms.

For them, this is already a very important relationship.

At the same time, the president of the Dan Society, who returned to his wife, has appeased his wife.

He shouted at Liu Zhengyang across the distance: "Liu Zhengyang! Our battle today will come to an end for now, but you don't have to be proud. When we meet again next time, it will be your death! In the Central District, you can't With a lot of resources to cultivate, the outcome between us has long been doomed."

"Really? Let's just wait and see." Liu Zhengyang responded with a sneer, then turned and left with Zhong Qinglei and Panmen Sect Master.

Because he knew there was no point in continuing to fight.

They couldn't help each other.

If you keep fighting, you will only hurt those you care about.

That is obviously not what Liu Zhengyang and the president of the Dan Association hope to see.

While Liu Zhengyang and others turned to leave, the president of the Shan Association hesitated for a moment, and also left with his wife.

However, the wife of the president of the Dan Club was obviously not reconciled, and asked through gritted teeth, "Just let them go?"