522 Dictatorships Cruelty (2/2)
\”But I can kill myself, eh?\”
\”…\”
\”You have the inventory skill, right? Do you have a few more bottles of this?\” Te Langpu waved the almost-emptied bottle of whiskey.
Without saying anything, Li Feihong placed two more bottles on the table. He gazed at the former president one more time before he opened the gate and left Te Langpu alone.
Te Langpu snickered as he continued to enjoy the liquor.
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Six hours later, Te Langpu downed the last drop of alcohol he had. However, he wasn't satisfied.
Because of the angelic cultivation, he couldn't get drunk by normal alcohol for commoners.
\”Bah! I should have asked for a dozen bottles! I asked too few, goddammit!!\”
Te Langpu threw the empty bottles and his bowl away.
\”Hah… Boring.\”
He raised his head and looked at the starry sky to admire the view. However, faint light already mixed in, covering the stars. It was 5.30 AM, and the sun was rising.
\”Fuck! I want to see stars, not the sunrise!\”
Te Langpu took the gun and examined it. As Li Feihong had said, it was loaded with only one bullet.
\”Cheapskate. You should have loaded with more bullets. I want to practice shooting, too.\”
He sighed with a sarcastic smile. He thought about his time in hell, which was a torture.
'Why should I shoot myself when I can live free? Asshole, do you think I'm stupid? I can just leave this city and go back to America! Wait, the Indians are still there… How am I going to get to that side of the world anyway?'
Te Langpu sneered as he watched the sunrise in solemn. The stress and the regret he had was gone by admiring nature.
'I just wanted to make our country great again... Oh well, life sucks. How about I build a wall in hell? A casino in hell is also interesting.'
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*BANG*
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\”Do you pity him, Feihong?\”
Zhang Min was carrying a baby boy with two mixed wings in her arms. It was the child that Lu Bu gave her. However, he was Li Feihong's son now.
By Zhang Min's side, Li Feihong was gazing at a burning incense stick with a blank expression as if he was praying for a dead person.
\”In business, he was bold and ruthless. In politics, he was always overconfident, stupid, and audacious. He wanted the best for the country, but he was too insensitive at times. Had he been less prideful and consulted with the others before he acted, things would have been different.\”
\”Father once told me that he indirectly killed his citizens during the world epidemic outbreak. Was it true?\”
\”… Sort of. He just failed to protect his countrymen while he was at the top.\”
Li Feihong shed a tear as he wished for Te Langpu's peaceful rest.
'Whatever you did to me directly or indirectly in the past life, I forgive you. Also … I'm sorry. I never wanted to get it to this point. I also want the best for this country, but you're destroying it.'
'And… thank you for your hard work for our kingdom. Rest well, Mr. President. After this stupid game is over, I'll visit you in hell with more beers and whiskeys. I wonder if you're going to build another wall over there when you got to that side.'
*Piki*
A karmic chain that had been restraining Li Feihong's ankles disintegrated. As it transformed into dust, a transparent figure with the face of Te Langpu nodded and smiled at Li Feihong as if he was bidding farewell.
Li Feihong could even hear a whisper.
'Don't worry. I'll make Hell great again! By the way, bring me premium wines and cigars next time. Whiskey hurts my throat.'
After the parting of the two men, an additional wing grew from Li Feihong's back. The breakthrough automatically occurred without Li Feihong's intention.
Realizing that Te Langpu blessed him with a huge gift, Li Feihong wailed.
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\”Why didn't you let me kill him? I thought you wanted me to be your hired sword.\”
Ma Chao spied Te Langpu and Li Feihong's conversation last night through the dimension monitors. He was curious why Zhuge Liang stopped him from killing Te Langpu directly.
\”If you had done that, other clan members would have learned that you are working for us.\”
Zhuge Liang was enjoying his tea as he watched the dead body of Te Langpu through the monitors.
\”How so?\”
\”We had fabricated a rumor that you are working for Sun Ce and Lilim, so they believe that you are in Jianye. However, if you show up here, everyone will question the empress and our lord if they are hiding vital information. When they realize the truth, Cao Cao will definitely exploit this fact and use it against us.\”
\”But Cao Cao ran away.\”
\”He has many underlings in our clan. Don't forget that two of his majesty concubines are Cao Cao's daughters.\”
\”…\”
The conspiracy and politics were too complex and complicated that Ma Chao couldn't understand. Still, he was happy that he didn't have to do all the works.
Meanwhile, twenty semi-transparent system monitors in front of Zhuge Liang flashed non-stop as the strategist was chatting with my people from different groups at once. Most of them were Diaochan and her allies.
'Ah, so busy. Well, now that Te Langpu is dead. It's time to move on to the next target. Let's see… Next stop, Jiangdong! We'll hunt down Sun Ce and force Cao Cao to choose sides.'
Spring had arrived, and it was the right time to mobilize their forces.