Crack! Crack! Crack!
Han Wangfu clapped his hands and suddenly, with a mocking look, turned towards Fang Pei and the others, laughing, "You all heard it, didn't you? It's not just me who fell for the trap, but all of you. The ridiculous thing is, you still haven't come to your senses!"
"Han Wangfu, shut your mouth!" Hu DingKun charged over and pressed his gun against Han Wangfu's forehead, "Heaven has decreed your death, so stop your futile struggling!"
In Hu DingKun's words, one could detect a hint of resignation.
Without Han Wangfu saying it, they knew they had been outmaneuvered. But what of it? The outcome was already decided; no one wants to side with the loser.
Alright, even if they stepped back ten thousand paces and considered Han Wangfu's past kindness, what then?
The people of Jianghai City were all cunning, especially Li Huai.
Opposing these cunning people couldn't change the outcome. The end was always the same, becoming an accompaniment to Han Wangfu's burial!
