If You Hear the Dao in the Morning, You Can Die in the Evening
"Crawl over here."
"You guys can also fight back."
"Are you deaf? I didn't hear you."
Seeing this, Fu Su could not be bothered to pretend to be polite with them.
After all, as a transmigrator, he knew very well how dangerous Zhao Gao was.
Killing Fu Su, supporting Huhai and killing him, harming other ministers, concealing military achievements, and abusing the government after taking control of the government were too many to count.
It could be said that Zhao Gao was definitely related to the death of Qin Dynasty II.
Fu Su raised his fist and strode in front of Zhao Gao in two steps.
Without saying a word, she directly kicked Zhao Gao in the stomach.
"Your Highness!“
With a crisp sound, Zhao Gao's ribs shattered.
Zhao Gao's face was filled with pain and confusion. He was immediately kicked silly.
"Your Highness, you…"
Yan Le was so frightened that he stuttered. He was also injured and knelt on the ground.
"Hall your head!"
Fu Suren didn't have many harsh words. He cursed and turned around to slap Yan Le's face.
"Pa!"
A bright red palm print suddenly appeared on Yan Le's face.
After a while, his cheeks turned red and hot.
"It's said that even if you beat a dog, you have to look at your master.”
"Now, I even beat up your master.”
"What is this son-in-law of yours barking at?”
Yan Le had done many bad things for Zhao Gao behind his back. In history, he was one of the people who was ordered by Zhao Gao to kill Huhai.
The more Fu Su thought about it, the angrier he got. He gave Yan Le another punch.
Yan Le's originally shriveled nose was actually sunk in.
Scarlet blood flowed down, along with sticky mucus.
Zhao Gao struggled to get up again.
"Fusu!"
Zhao Gao was probably made of a sandbag in his previous life. His ability to withstand blows was top-notch. He was kicked by Fu Su head-on, but he was still able to stagger up and shout angrily.
"Why are you calling me?"
Fu Su cursed, then raised his leg and stepped on Zhao Gao's right knee.
Zhao Gao knelt down again, unable to stand up.
"No…nothing…"
"This servant only wants to say that this servant has just recovered from the injuries last time.”
"This time, we've been tormented by Your Highness again.”
Fu Su sneered."
"Oh?"
"So you still feel wronged.”
"Why didn't you feel wronged when you did those things behind my back?”
Fu Su walked over and grabbed Zhao Gao's wrist. Suddenly, he tightened his grip with a strength of hundreds of thousands of pounds, just like Kaoru Hanayama who was caught in a blade.
"Kacha!"
Even though Zhao Gao's martial arts and physique were decent, his wrist was still broken with a crack.
Fu Su's arm continued to exert strength, breaking the bones in Zhao Gao's left hand.
His left hand was already bent.
"Ahhhhh!"
The intense pain caused Zhao Gao's entire body to turn red. His two bean-sized eyes instantly turned red as he screamed miserably.
"This hand of yours will be the interest for framing me.”
"Next time I come to collect the capital, remember to take good care of your body.”
"Only then can you pay me back with interest, do you hear me?”
Zhao Gao trembled in pain and did not dare to answer.
"From now on, if you dare to play tricks behind my back.”
"Do you believe that I will twist your head off!”
"Do you dare to complain to father?”
"I don't dare!"
Fu Su looked at Zhao Gao's miserable state and turned to leave without looking back.
Under the setting sun, Fu Su left a long shadow.
As he walked back to his bedroom, he muttered to himself,"
"This is really…"
"If you learn the Dao in the morning, you can die in the evening."
"Today's fight was really f * cking satisfying.”
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