1469: C1469 I'm Not a Psychopath

C1469 I'm Not a Psychopath

"Treason, rebellion, rebellion is truly a good thing."1

Wendu laughed coldly in his heart: "Then let me tell you, when I told your dad about Scented Rice Village, he didn't react at all, and I've already sent someone to inform your dad of your specific location, but after waiting for an hour, no one came."

"Hur hur." Jiro smiled and shook his head. He put the butt of the cigarette in his mouth and sucked it clean. Then he blew out a puff of smoke.

"Hehe, I knew it would be like this, but it doesn't matter."

However, Wendu could see a sharp look in his eyes, mixed with a hint of hatred.

He smiled inwardly, "Rice fragrance, rice fragrance. You did this yourself, so it's not my fault."

Seeing that Minister had lit up another cigarette, Wendu pinched his fingers together and said, "You're a hostage now. You have to listen to me."

"Alright." "Don't worry, I'll definitely cooperate well."

"Although no one came to your father, the people in the room came. They came for nearly 500 years, and they wanted to save you so they could get some benefits from you."

"Only five hundred," the Vice Minister said as he twitched his mouth in disdain. "We have at least three thousand internal members, and at least 80 thousand external members. Five hundred is nothing."

Wendu smiled helplessly: "Aren't you afraid that I'll make a move on your dad after saying all this?"

"Humph!" "You, at most, are a kidnapper." The Minister glared at Wendu in disdain.

Honestly speaking, this was the first time Wendu was looked down by someone in the past few years. What made him even more angry was that he was looked down by someone who was not in his right mind.

"I don't know if you've heard of Insect Emperor, but I am. Also, the reason your dad didn't come is because he's scared of me."

"I'd rather believe that my damned brother is still alive."

"Your brother?" Wendu suddenly remembered that it was the Second Young Master who he killed during the survival training.

Therefore, he smiled, "Your brother was killed by me."

This time, the Minister finally looked Wendu in the eye. However, he laughed out loud. "Good kill! You always educate me when he's fine. Now, no one cares about me. It's so good to be alone!"

"Ugh …"

Wendu felt defeated. This was the first time he felt it was so difficult to communicate with someone.

"I've found out that you're crazy."

However, Jiro shook his head. "Nono, I'm not crazy. I'm crazy."

"What's the difference?" Wendu frowned.

"Of course there is. A lunatic is someone who is sick, while a lunatic is someone who is mentally ill. A good person is one who is sick."

Wendu felt deflated again. He felt that he no longer had the motivation to continue talking.

"Take care." Wendu put the half-stained cigarette in his hand, stood up and walked to the door. When he was at the door, he looked at the dejected Minister and said, "By the way, the people who came to save you have all been killed."

"What!" Jiro was startled.

Due to the excessive movement of his mouth, the cigarette butt that was just placed in his mouth fell onto his body, so he was scalded so much that he jumped up in an instant.

"Killed!" "Great kill, this is great kill!"

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