Kong Fansheng said: "If I am suffering from the pain of being tortured by the disease in the end, I hope you can send me the last journey, and then you will assist Song Beichuan. I believe that Song Beichuan can detect your talents and will use people to promote you. It is much better than being a big housekeeper here."

Zhang Zongbing owed his head slightly and said, "I don't want to do this or seek refuge in Song Beichuan. I'm never the kind of person who falls into a tree and scatters."

"I know you were born cautious and afraid that I would test you, but this conversation may be my last words at the end of my life. Although you are not in the system, you are still quite prestigious in the hearts of everyone, so I hope you can lead the overall situation after my death and join Song Beichuan's camp."

Zhang Zongbing continued to shake his head and said, "I am just a housekeeper. They give me face and just look at me closer to you so as to understand your intentions."

"Don't continue to refuse. As the saying goes, people are dying, and they are good at saying it. I am a dying person. When the doctor confirmed the diagnosis, you were by my side. The doctor said that it was basically beyond help. Of course he dared not say that, but that's probably the meaning, so don't continue to refuse, agree."

Zhang Zongbing looked at his eyes, and his eyes showed a look of reluctance to give up on the world but helpless. For such a sincere gaze, he didn't have to continue to doubt himself, so he said, "I understand. After you leave, I will command the rest of the people in Guanzhong and then surrender to Song Beichuan."

Kong Fansheng sighed. That boy Song Beichuan was really unwilling to accept this. If he had to let Zhang Zongbing lead his troops to fight with Song Beichuan after his death, it would be impossible. But at that time, the war would be raging. I don’t know how many people would die innocently.

After experiencing this army of zombies, his mind has calmed down a lot. What fame and fortune are all passing by, so it is better to enjoy the current life. It can be said that his status he has worked hard for seven years can only enjoy for one month.

A person's destiny was arranged from the beginning, and it had nothing to do with whether he worked hard or not. There were countless people who were powerful all their lives and became a handful of loess in the end.

"There is another point to tell you. If Song Beichuan wants to release the military power in your hands, just listen to him. Now he is the president of Huaqing. Although no one admits it, I see that the people below have a strong reaction. The people are united in one go. So in this matter, you don't need to go against him. Do whatever he wants. And with his ability, it should not be difficult to kill you. I'm afraid that in the end he will even put shit on you and let everyone in the world despise you." Kong Fansheng said calmly. He is a dying person now. He didn't want Song Beichuan's troops to be blocked by him before, not because of himself, but for everything he has done. The land he has fought for, even if he gives it to his brothers who have followed him for many years.

However, since seeing the zombies, the flame in his heart was completely extinguished. Moreover, Song Beichuan is strong and has many soldiers and a wide range of generals. Not to mention his ordinary northwest, even if he is fighting to the west, he will not be surprised to fight to the Middle East.

Facing such an opponent, handing over power to his brother is equivalent to killing him, and this is something he has only figured out recently.

After hearing what he said, Zhang Zongbing nodded constantly. He ate breakfast with Song Beichuan. This man was meticulous, flexible, knowledgeable and good at using it. As for his shortcomings, he only found a lustful person and sent someone to inquire about his situation. There were three women around him.

This kind of thing is not a matter for a person of his identity. As the saying goes, since ancient times, heroes love beauty, but only three. If it were placed in ancient times, it would not be surprising that there were eighteen.

Zhang Zongbing said, "I understand. I am not the kind of person who loves power. Otherwise, I would not have stayed here for so many years and become a big housekeeper. But I promise you that the brothers who follow you to fight in the north and south will definitely use their rights to ensure their rights. Even if there is no soldier or soldier in their hands, they will keep the respect they deserve. If anyone of them is angry and wants to establish their own business, attempt to escape from Song Beichuan, and thus cause death, I will do my best to dissuade them."

Kong Fansheng nodded and said, "I will feel relieved if you say this."

He then touched his stomach and said, "Why are humans so fragile? If something grows in their bodies, they will die, and the zombies are almost rotten, but they can still eat people. What's wrong with this world?"

"Maybe from beginning to end, it's natural choice. Is the destruction of dinosaurs an unsolved mystery? Some people say that meteorites have fallen in the universe, some say that a global cold wave, but in the end, even if the fate of dinosaurs has come to an end, we humans will eventually have a day, perhaps this form, swallowed by the dark throat of the zombie."

"You are too pessimistic to think about it. After experiencing such a catastrophe, we will continue to reproduce by working hard. Human beings will not be defeated by anything. Whatever human beings will eventually perish in our own hands in one day. Maybe, but this is definitely not the case."

At this time, Kong Fansheng also became wise and actually discussed the major proposition of the future fate of mankind with Zhang Zongbing. Zhang Zongbing has a doctorate degree and is on the front line of struggle. He has profound research on mankind. It is because he was too busy before the catastrophe, so after the catastrophe, he was unwilling to get involved in such intrigues. It is enough to just make suggestions.

Perhaps some people think that he is just a housekeeper and is doing the job of serving people. In fact, this is a big mistake. He also lives in this house, and he can eat whatever he can. For the work he wants to do, he only needs to move his mouth and give instructions. Therefore, this kind of leisure and enjoyment life is something that ordinary people cannot find.

Just like the beggars I saw before the disaster, wearing ragged clothes, but maybe they are richer than office workers who squeeze buses every day. People in real difficulties will not easily let go of their dignity and extend their dirty hands to others, but instead earn hard-earned money through their own hard work.

When you see an old lady selling salted duck eggs on the roadside, buy a few with good heart...
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