Everyone looked over and watched him walk towards Shang Yang.

He is taking responsibility for killing Shang Yang. This is the best explanation to the inside and the best explanation to the outside.

"Haha...Uncle Bai"

Shang Yang had already relaxed a little, but he was unable to stand up yet. He lay on the ground and watched him walk over step by step, with a bitter smile on his face: "Aren't I your nephew?"

"waste!"

Bai Shan said coldly: "A little person like you will never be qualified to talk to me. This will be the case in this life, and this will be the case in the next life!"

Baishan has never looked down on Shang Yang. No matter how powerful a person is, he still needs to accumulate grudges.

The shells killed millions of people back then. How many romantic talents are there, how many geniuses are there, and how many geniuses are there?

If you have potential, it is the future.

It depends on people, and it is about the present.

"Uncle Bai, I am only in my twenties. Don't do it. Let's run together and you will definitely make a comeback. I have the ability and you have the ability. Can we join forces sincerely?"

"For the next life!"

No matter how sincere Shang Yang said, he would not be moved, because he knew very well that he was also a dying person, and pity for him was not worth much, Shang Yang... not even more worthless!

"hehe"

Shang Yang smiled again, holding the ground with one hand, and having to stand up with difficulty. Bai Yuntian just now made a lot of hit with a stone. He felt that the internal organs inside were smashed. He sweated heavily on his face and said, "Uncle Bai, there are not many opportunities for a person to reach the sky in one step in his life. If he catches it, he will catch it. If he doesn't catch it, it will be useless to regret it..."

"The last chance to say something!" Bai Ta said coldly.

Shang Yang looked at him, then looked at the group of people behind him, and sighed: "People are time and fate!"
Chapter completed!