Chapter 211 Zhang Jiao's Second Gift

"Ha...ha...ha. So the old genius will... To collect the contemper.. This one... Is it a bad life? The article is extraordinary. In fact, I despise... People have been suffering from a fatal disease for a long time. Even if you... can't enter Guangzong today, within ten days, I will... die."

Zhang Jiao's face was pale and bloodless. He said intermittently, which made people feel a little desolate.

"The winner is the king... The loser is the bandit... Even so, I have no regrets in my life..."

People are about to die and their words are also good. Wen Han listened to Zhang Jiao's words, and the murderous intention in his eyes gradually faded, and his face was also complicated at this time. Whether Zhang Jiao is right or wrong, he Wenhan is not qualified to say, and no one in the world is qualified to say. Maybe there is only Zhang Jiao, who has this qualification.

"Text.. No.. Fan.. In fact, I have been paying attention to you for a long time. Since you were in Xie County from the beginning... Speaking, dare to shout injustice for the world... I know that you are a person who knows the suffering of the people at the bottom.

Later, you led the army to resist.. Rejecting Qianghu, he dares to break into the... Hu realm alone, not afraid of life and death, and put back 100,000 Han... slaves. I agree more that you are a person of our generation. They are all righteous people who are willing to pay for the poor and weak class. Do you know that there are tens of thousands of surnames in the world. They are... very bitter, really bitter...

At first, I just wanted to do something for them, but I didn't know... unconsciously, the power was getting bigger and bigger, and my ambition also sprouted. The more you think about it, the more impure it is. I know that what I did later has been out of the original path that I wanted to... However, later, I couldn't go back.

Or because of this, I will... fail... It's extraordinary. I have heard that the way you set up... is to drive the world with public opinion. This road... is difficult to go. The world's great power... wealth, land and military strength, these lives... are all in the hands of the rich... clans. They will never... make you satisfied. Your way is destined to be at antagonism with them, water and fire... Rong. Because you have violated him... Our interests, fundamentally!

I... The previous way is no different from you... at all. However, I can't stand it... to be ambitious and get out of the way. In the end, it will come to an end. Therefore, I call you to come today.. The meaning, the meaning... Nothing else. I just want to do my best for you, for my previous way..."

Zhang Jiao's breathing became more and more urgent, as if he couldn't breathe the air. The spirit in his eyes gradually faded. He reached out and took out three yellow books from his arms and continued.

"These three books are my... inadvertently obtained from a cave. The cave has a tombstone, and the owner of the tombstone is a strange man named South China. These three remnants of books are... left by this person for future generations. These three books are not rumored books of heaven, but they record all things, arrays... military tactics... and medical skills... and some anecdotes...

After that, you can watch it well, and it will definitely be of great use in the future. Take it..."

Zhang Jiao grabbed the hand of three remnant books and stretched out to Wen Han tremblingly. Wen Han looked complicated and walked over to Zhang Jiao and took over the three famous books, that is, the three volumes of heavenly books called "Taiping Jujutsu" by Zhang Jiao.

Seeing that Wen Han did not refuse him, Zhang Jiao took the "Taiping Jujutsu". A smile rose unconsciously on his pale face, and his eyes were full of inexplicable expectation and comfort.

Cough!! Er!!

For a moment, Zhang Jiao coughed again, as if he was going to cough out his internal organs. Wen Han couldn't bear it. He opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say and what to say. After all, the position of the two is absolutely independent. Even if Zhang Jiao has the kindness of giving a book, it is impossible for Wen Han to let Zhang Jiao go.

Seeing that Wen Han's face was in embarrassment, Zhang Jiao waved his hand to Wen Han and leaned his head against the chair, which would make him much more comfortable. Zhang Jiao's breathing slowly turned from sharp to slow, as if moaning with all his strength.

"Text.. No.. Fan.. I know that you... won't disappoint people... to understand the pain of the people... let them get what they should... get... The dignity... They are not... human slavery... The beasts... are people... people who have... feelings... dignity... they deserve... respect...

Today, in addition to giving... books, I also have a gift... In this world, only you... If you have the money... come and take it!!"

At the end of Zhang Jiao, it seemed that the light before he died suddenly became fierce. He turned his hand with the nine-section stick, and there was a mechanism inside. Zhang Jiao pulled out the sword from the nine-section stick and cut it to his throat.

"Wait!"

As soon as Wen Han said something, the cold light flashed, and a pool of hot blood splashed on Wen Han's face.

Donglong..

Wen Han's eyes widened and looked at the rolling head on the ground. He understood what Zhang Jiao's other gift was.

It's him, Zhang Jiao's head.

Wen Han clenched his teeth, closed his eyes, sighed deeply, and stood in place for a long time. What Zhang Jiao said on his deathbed kept appearing in his mind.

"Understanding...Dignity...Respect..."

Wen Han said in his mouth, carefully put the three volumes of Tianshu into his arms, and then leaned over and lifted the head of Zhang Jiao. Wen Han wiped it with his hand, closed Zhang Jiao's eyes, and slowly walked out of the house.

When Wen Han came out, Guan Yu, who was impatient, was suddenly happy. However, when he saw Wen Han's face full of blood, his expression changed again. However, he saw that Wen Han's breath was stable, not like he was injured, so he was a little relieved. Then he saw Wen Han holding a head and unconsciously greeted him and asked.

"Is this?"

"Zhang Jiao's head."

When Wen Han said these five words very plainly, Xu Huang was shocked, because there were several yellow scarf thieves standing behind Wen Han. Xu Huang and the black wind knight pawn behind him quickly grabbed his hand to his waist and was ready to fight at any time.

However, the strange thing is that these yellow scarf thieves seem to have been expected for a long time, like the wood that has lost its soul, and there is no response.

Wen Han, Guan Yu, Xu Huang and the first-class black wind soldiers left the small house according to the original way. Shortly after they left, the location of the small house suddenly became full of fire. Wen Han couldn't help turning around and looking at it, with a complicated look, unbearable, confused and inexplicable admiration.

In Guangzong City, at this time, the thieves and soldiers in the Taishou Mansion have been extinct by the wolf-like soldiers and horses. Dong Zhuo held two knives like a red-eyed angry bull, leading a team of soldiers and horses to rush around the Taishou Mansion.

"No! No! Not here either!!"

Dong Zhuo's big eyes were as big as a cow, and his nose was straight to the atmosphere. He had turned the whole Taishou Mansion upside down, but he didn't see Zhang Jiao.

"It seems that Zhang Jiao is not in this Taishou Mansion. At this time, Guangzong City was full of court soldiers and horses, and he could not fly anywhere. The soldiers listened to the order and went out with me to continue to search in the city!

If you want to see people and dies, you must find Zhang Jiao!"

Cao Cao and Liu Bei also arrived with a team of soldiers and horses. When they saw Dong Zhuo with an angry face, they knew that he had not found Zhang Jiao. Cao Cao didn't want to be robbed of Zhang Jiao, a delicious bun of infinite value. At this time, he quickly commanded his soldiers and horses and prepared to go out of the house to look for it. Dong Zhuo and Liu Bei also reacted quickly and quickly commanded their soldiers and ready to expand the scope of the search to the whole Guangzong City!

Just when Cao Cao, Dong Zhuo and Liu Bei rushed out of the Taishou Mansion. Everywhere in Guangzong City, the news of Zhang Jiao came from the soldiers under the command of Wen Han.

"The first yellow scarf thief, Zhang Jiao, was killed by my general Wen, and Zhang Jiao has been ambush!"

"The first yellow scarf thief, Zhang Jiao, was killed by my general Wen, and Zhang Jiao has been ambush!"

The soldiers under Wen Han's command ran around the city and shouted while running. When the surrounding court soldiers and horses heard the news that Zhang Jiao had been appointed, they immediately shouted with joy. As soon as Zhang Jiao died, it means that the war that lasted for several months was over, and they could finally go home.

Compared with the joy of the soldiers, Dong Zhuo's face was full of blackness. He was angry in his heart and suddenly shook his helmet, which was very unlucky.

"I was taken the lead by the later literary champion! What a loss!"

Dong Zhuo's whole big face was slightly **, and he quickly calculated the price and harvest he paid this time. To his slight comfort, Peng Tuo, one of the handsome men of the Yellow Turban, died at his hands. But it is much different from what he expected. Crocodiles such as Zhang Jiao and Zhang Bao are his biggest goal.

However, one of the two brothers died under Cao Cao's command, and the other died at the hands of Wen Han. Compared with the harvest of the two of them, Dong Zhuo only drank a little soup residue, and the whole bowl of soup was almost drunk by Cao Cao and Wen Han.

"Wh, the time is not good. This time it's behind again."

Liu Bei, who had no success in killing him, was even more lonely. He sighed and shook his head sadly. When the two brothers with different surnames, Pan Feng and Zhang Fei, saw it, they quickly cast a winky look and comforted Liu Bei. Liu Bei was not the person who was entangled in the past. He squeezed out a smile faintly, indicating that he no longer cared about the gains and losses.