Fighter of the Destiny

As the most famous traitor, sycophant, cruel official, and thug in these years and probably in history, Zhou Tong has no friends.

Su Li also often said that he had no friends, but these were two different things.

No matter his classmates, colleagues, or even people in the same way, they all wanted Zhou Tong to die quickly, such as the princes who are now in power in the court.

If Zhou Tong was really dead, naturally no one would collect his body.

In fact, he once had a friend who was willing to collect the body for him.

It's a pity that that friend was killed by his own hands, and he almost died without a burial place.

Therefore, in this autumn, we can already see that in the future a long time ago, Zhou Tong will definitely die without a burial place.

He couldn't blame others or the world, because it was all his own fault.

From this moment on, he will live uneasy, confused, and without any hope until he dies without a burial place.

Chen Changsheng's question was not a curse, but a calm analysis and a calm expose.

It's scary.

The place became extremely quiet. No one spoke for a long time, whether it was officials from the Department of Civil Affairs or students from the National Education College.

At this time, the only person who can break the silence is Zhou Tong himself.

He looked at Chen Changsheng and said very seriously: "Tao Zun will naturally arrange my affairs after my death."

This was the only possibility he could think of in a short period of time to break the inference made by Chen Changsheng.

He is now Shang Xingzhou's dog, and when he dies, his master will always feel some pity.

Chen Changsheng looked at him and said, "I know him better than you do. Every corpse has value to him. If his dog dies, he will either eat the meat for nourishment or share the meat with the people in the town." , to gain some good reputation, if the dog had bitten someone before, he wouldn’t mind crushing it to ashes so that the living person could vent his anger.”

Zhou Tong felt a little cold, then a little hot, and he began to sweat in his blood-red official robe.

"Everyone will die." He looked at Chen Changsheng and said.

Chen Changsheng knew that he was talking about His Majesty the Pope.

Zhou Tong continued: "Then have you ever thought about who will collect the body for you then?"

Without waiting for Chen Changsheng to speak, he stared into Chen Changsheng's eyes and said: "Don't forget, you are just the plaything of the big shots, you are just a substitute!"

From the very beginning, "Tao Zun will arrange my posthumous affairs" to these three consecutive sentences, they actually only explain one problem.

Zhou Tong was touched by Chen Changsheng's most vulnerable point. He began to feel uneasy and even faintly afraid.

Chen Changsheng said: "I don't know who will collect my body for me. I only know that before I die, I will definitely kill you first."

There was silence, and there was only the gentle whistling of the autumn wind inside and outside the Xue Mansion.

Again, this was not a threat, because he looked calm when he said this.

Of course, this was not a joke, because there was no smile on his calm face and he was very serious.

This is a declaration.

Chen Changsheng declared to the whole world: No matter what, Zhou Tong will definitely die before him.

Zhou Tong will die violently.

Plus the previous question.

That is, he will definitely let Zhou Tong die without a burial place.

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There was deathly silence in Xue Mansion.

The faces of the officials of the Qing Dynasty Department were extremely ugly, and the students of the National Education College also looked a little nervous.

In any case, Zhou Tong is a minister of the court, and even His Majesty the Pope and His Majesty the Emperor would not make such a declaration.

Chen Changsheng's announcement may be a relief, but what kind of turmoil will it cause?

For him, this is not a problem. He is not trying to vent his emotions. He expresses his thoughts calmly. As for what others think, he doesn't care.

After saying these words, he walked towards Mrs. Xue.

As for Miss Xue Mansion and the housekeeper who were restrained by the officials, they were naturally rescued.

Zhou Tong looked at his back and asked expressionlessly: "Can you kill me?"

Chen Changsheng did not stop or turn around, and said, "I already killed you once that night."

"Do you feel that you are so righteous and the nonsense you say is so resounding? Just as you like, how many times are you going to repeat those clichés?"

Zhou Tong finally said: "No one will have the same idea as you, just like no one will come here."

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Facts have proved that Zhou Tong was wrong.

Shortly after Chen Changsheng arrived, the Xue Mansion welcomed another guest.

The identity of this guest was very special. Even Zhou Tong couldn't do anything about him. At the same time, it was also beyond everyone's expectations.

The big man who came to pay homage to Xue Xingchuan was Chen Sixuan, the King of Zhongshan.

This prince, who had suffered countless humiliations in the Tianhai Dynasty, naturally had no good feelings toward Chen Changsheng, especially Zhou Tong.

He offered Xue Xingchuan a stick of incense, glanced at Chen Changsheng, and then spat on Zhou Tong's face.

Then, the Minister of Rites came, some big figures from the state religion came, and finally Tianhai Shengxue came.

Many people noticed that Tianhai Shengxue had a faint wound on his face, which should have been caused by the conflict that occurred when he was preparing to leave the mansion.

The appearance of a big shot in Xue Mansion would be like a slap in Zhou Tong's face.

No matter how Zhou Tong could endure it, he could not stay here any longer.

Just as he was leaving, he saw King Chen Liu.

"If I were you, I would definitely pray silently that Chen Changsheng can successfully take over the position of pope."

King Chen Liu looked at him and said seriously: "Otherwise, he will definitely practice what he said."

In the Ligong Shinto that year, Archbishop Melisha announced to the whole world that Chen Changsheng would get the first place in the imperial examination. In the end, Chen Changsheng really did it.

Today in front of the mourning hall of Xue Mansion, Chen Changsheng declared to the whole world that he must let Zhou Tong die without a burial place...

"There are many people who want to kill me, but I have survived after all these years. Why?"

Zhou Tong laughed, with a hint of ferocity in his smile: "Because I never regard myself as a human being. I know very well that I am just a dog."

All dogs have owners.

Beating a dog depends on the owner.

And his dog always finds the strongest master.

"Those crazy, passionate young people, whose youth has washed away their senses, have been trying to kill me all these years, but can they kill me?"

"As for those who have the power to kill me, are they so blind that they cannot see who my master is?"

"No matter how much Chen Changsheng says, he still doesn't dare to do anything to me, right?"

Zhou Tong said with a smile, the ferocious meaning in his smile gradually turned into ridicule and exhaustion, towards the world and himself.

This is true, because he is originally a strong cultivator in the Star Converging Realm, with countless assassins and masters under his command. Those who have the ability to kill him must be the real strong men in the mainland. The real strong people are never alone. They have sects, disciples, and many people who need to be taken care of, such as the former Zhu Luo. As a strong man in the sacred realm, it would not be too difficult for him to kill Zhou Tong, but in the past few years, he has never made any attempt in this regard.

Those who are young and brave enough to kill Zhou Tong are unable to kill him.

The person who can kill him must have gone through many vicissitudes of life, become mature and steady, and know how to take the overall situation into consideration.

There are very few people like Chen Changsheng.

Even if he wanted to succeed the Pope now, he couldn't touch Zhou Tong.

In Zhou Tong's view, that announcement was just the harsh words of some young people.

Besides Chen Changsheng, who else?

Someone who has the ability to kill him would definitely not be so naive.

So, he is always safe.

At this time, a large car carrying a crabapple tree drove into Kyoto.

The roots of the crabapple tree are well preserved and wrapped in very fresh soil.

The accompanying Tiqi waved their whips, driving the passers-by away, cursing the time.

Beside the official road, there was a man watching these pictures quietly without speaking.

His green clothes were washed a little white and were starched very straight.

His eyebrows dropped downward, looking a little shabby.

He is like a bookkeeper who is owed a lot of wages.

It's also like a broken knife wrapped in rough cloth.