"You're right," Huang Xiaoliang suddenly said, looking at Ren Qing with a smile.
After saying this, he took the dagger and plunged it directly into his own heart, still wearing a faint smile as he left.
The people below were excited, but they hadn't lost their minds; now that they had handed over their guns, starting a riot would be a death wish.
"Safe travels," Xiang Yu said, waving his hand to signal Tie Zhuzi and Ren Qing to carry him away.
Xiang Yu stood on the tank, looking down at the crowd and said, "Everyone in the Power Mercenary Group listen up, your leader has committed suicide, I promised not to kill you, and I will keep my word."
Once Xiang Yu finished speaking, a portion of the people let out a sigh of relief, as long as they weren't going to be killed.
