Chapter 115 Did Liu Bei really trust Zhuge Liang?
Chapter 115 Did Liu Bei really trust Zhuge Liang?
Chapter 115 Did Liu Bei really trust Zhuge Liang?
Lu Mingze was completely stunned by the hug.
This made him quite unsettled.
Although Lu Mingfei often hugged him, he was high on offense and low on defense, and he couldn't resist Lu Mingfei's kindness every time.
He could clearly sense the emotions emanating from Lu Mingfei.
The other party truly treated him like a brother and unconditionally believed what he said.
He said he could help you get those two people out of there, and the other person just said thank you without even asking how you could do it.
Maybe one day he'll say, "I'll build a bridge of light for you with a flashlight, and you can walk across it." The other person won't say anything and will just walk across.
This was still quite a challenge for him.
This is practically the level of trust Liu Bei had in Zhuge Liang.
What else is there to say? Do you even know the true value of Jiang Wei's unwavering dedication to the Han Dynasty, a dedication that Liu Bei showed to the world?
Even so, he still had to harden his heart, because both gentleness and strictness were for his own good.
After enjoying Lu Mingfei's hug, Lu Mingze felt that apart from encountering that so-called divine intervention, this guy was just a complete slacker, not even doing his homework.
Zero is really something, treating his brother like a mother, is she really that good?
It made him a little envious.
So he pushed Lu Mingfei aside and spoke loudly.
"What are you thinking! Of course not! I want a reward! A payment! Not for you to hug me!"
"Oh, so what do you want? Let me tell you, I don't do anything illegal or criminal."
Lu Mingfei didn't care much. He was doing one job or two jobs anyway, and it was better than being approached by unscrupulous franchisees and losing everything in the end.
"Calm down, calm down, brother, you still don't understand what I'm asking for."
"What is it?"
Lu Mingfei still had that dead fish eye look, as if he was ruthlessly pressing the skip button.
"Don't worry, my dear brother, you shouldn't be like this now. I've figured out why you're like this now."
"Oh? How so?"
Lu Mingfei played along like a straight man in a comedy duo.
"Actually, you still have ambition in your heart."
"Me?"
Still playing the straight man, Lu Mingze completely disregarded Lu Mingfei's clowning and simply pointed his finger at Lu Mingfei's chest before continuing to speak.
"You've lost too many times."
Lu Mingfei remained silent.
Lu Mingze, on the other hand, smiled as if he had found the conditions for victory.
"See! I told you so! You've lost too many times!"
Lu Mingze's voice suddenly rose in pitch.
"You don't even take victory for granted anymore; you've started taking defeat for granted, and you've started worrying about how to cover your losses!"
"This isn't right! Brother!! You shouldn't be like this!!!"
Lu Mingze became more and more excited as he spoke, and he suddenly opened his arms wide.
"You can't, or at least shouldn't, think that way! Even if you don't think you're guaranteed to win, you should at least strive for victory from the very beginning!"
Lu Mingfei remained silent. He didn't have any particular thoughts, but he felt that if his good younger brother had gone through the entire process of resisting the pressure of the Twisted Three Kingdoms with him, he probably wouldn't think this way.
But the other party is right. He really doesn't think he will win. Winning a duel doesn't guarantee victory; not stumbling is the real success.
He's the kind of person who always manages to stumble no matter what he does.
To put it another way, he tried to kill Sima Yi four times.
The first time I went to Sima Yi's house to assassinate him, no one was there.
The second time was during a battle, when he watched Sima Yi in person and then assassinated him.
The next day, the other person laughed like a goose and said to him, "Have you heard? Someone tried to assassinate him last night, but they only killed a body double." He almost died laughing.
Damn it, he watched right before his eyes and that person was Sima Yi, and the next day Sima Yi was alive!
Even a few days later, the fact that Sima Yi was assassinated was erased from history!
The third time, he learned from the previous two experiences, opened the anti-fog elbow strike with all his might, and then contacted Cao Rui to implement policies to observe Sima Yi and ensure that this person was indeed this person.
Then, the mist did not actually elbow him; instead, it teleported Sima Yi away.
Hey, fuck your mother!
The last time Sima Yi patted him, he felt something was wrong. He had a strange feeling that his time was coming to an end. He thought to himself, "I'm going to die anyway, I'm going to take you down with me."
Before he could even react, he was killed by Sima Yi.
As a result, he was criticized by his younger brother for never thinking about winning.
To be honest, he felt there was nothing to say. If you stomp your feet, you'll feel numb too, but if you don't stomp your feet and still criticize me, then I have nothing to say either. I'll just go along with it.
So Lu Mingfei, seeing that Lu Mingze seemed to be a bit high, ruthlessly skipped it again.
"Alright, alright, tell me, what do you want me to do?"
Lu Mingze suddenly fell silent, then looked at Lu Mingfei and spoke.
"You'll find out then, but when I ask you to win, you can't refuse."
"666, you're playing the Riddler card, aren't you? Don't you know the Riddler is going to get out of Gotham?"
Lu Mingfei was very supportive of the criticism, but Lu Mingze just seemed indifferent.
"Just tell me whether you agree or not, that's all. I'm telling you, this is a one-time opportunity."
"What are you waiting for, bro! Let's do it!"
Lu Mingze just looked at him, his lips twitching.
"You really are... never mind."
That's what he said, but he still raised his hand.
The space trembled as he raised his hand, as if someone had lifted the curtain of the world. In a place where the world should not exist, Lu Mingze opened a space.
The fissure was narrow but very deep, with dark golden light flowing along its edges, as if time itself was slowly dripping within it.
Then he waved his hand, and the rift slowly moved over, engulfing Ling and Fang Meng one after the other.
"Alright, problem solved. What are you planning to do next?"
Lu Mingze snapped his fingers, as if what had just happened was a trivial matter.
Lu Mingfei slung the Heaven-Slaying Halberd over his shoulder.
He looked at the swirling mist on the mountaintop, the dozens of neutral ambush soldiers, and the rain of arrows and rolling logs and stones.
He merely tugged at the corner of his mouth, revealing a slight smile.
So, is he now focusing on numerical calculations, which is his forte? That's interesting.
His smile carried a hint of confidence, which stirred Lu Mingze's heart.
I hope you won't let me down.
Lu Mingfei gave an OK sign.
He turned around, straightened his back, tore open his tattered trench coat, turned it inside out, and tied it around his neck like a cape.
Rainwater streamed down his shoulders, and his red cloak fluttered in the still air.
Have you ever heard a really cool line?
Lu Mingze tilted his head, looking at Lu Mingfei's imposing back.
"What did you say?"
"Make mountains bow down, make rivers give way, and turn natural barriers into thoroughfares."
Lu Mingfei chuckled.
"But I didn't say that myself; a very cool older woman told me that."
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