Chang Jincheng, who was already ready to leave in front, heard this and turned around and said to Shang Lingjie:

"Then you are wrong. First of all, you need to understand what the garrison system in the central region represents. We decided to publicly announce that we obey the dispatch of the Southern Union, which means that all garrisons in the central, eastern, western, northern, and original southern regions are followed by Cen Yi's dispatch. Although there are only a few thousand garrisons left in the central city, the entire continental shelf can sum up, and there are more than a few thousand garrisons."

That was all regional garrisons, and they announced their surrender to the Confederacy, because the central garrison systems were originally higher than those in other regions, and the previous garrison systems in all regions were managed by the central garrisons.

If the central region declares that the Confederate is the legality of the Confederate, it means that all garrisons have been officially recognized, and all garrisons will be followed by Ye Yiming, who is the supreme commander of the garrison on the entire continental shelf.

Moreover, they gave Cen the right to mobilize the entire continental shelf to garrison.

This is legal and formal.

Therefore, although there are only a few thousand garrisons left in the central region, there must be some that should be announced.

When Shang Lingjie heard this, his face turned bluer. He always thought he had won, at least he did not lose. However, what his uncle Chang Jincheng said to him today made Shang Lingjie feel broken. He felt that no matter how hard he tried or did it, things would still develop towards the worst.

The worst is that the garrison system in the central region actually publicly admits to obey the Confederate's dispatch.

Shang Lingjie shook his head, and he could not accept such facts, but Chang Jincheng no longer had the patience to continue chatting with Ling Jie. He turned around and left and hurriedly caught up with his friends. The remaining thousands of garrisons had to send the location coordinates of these dragons to the southern region while the dragons near the central city had not yet grown up.

But Shang Lingjie walked back to his home in a daze. As soon as he entered the door, he saw his mother Chang Zhaoling sitting on the floor of the living room of the villa. Her hair was snow-white, her face was wrinkled, and her figure was thin. This was exactly the same as that of the elegant and dignified lady Chang Zhaoling.

Shang Lingjie's heart sank, and there was an indelible feeling of irritability. He didn't say anything and sat silently beside his mother, who looked crazy. At this time, the crazy expressions on the faces of the mother and son were exactly the same.

If someone passes by and sees them, mother and son, they will definitely think that they came out of a madhouse.

In this way, Chang Zhaoling Shang Lingjie and his son didn't know how long they had sat in the living room. Suddenly, Chang Zhaoling spoke. Her voice was low, hoarse and old. Just like an old witch in a fairy tale, she asked Shang Lingjie,

"Did you kill your dad?"

Shang Lingjie's expression was shocked and he looked up at his mother sitting beside him.

During this period, Chang Zhaoling rarely felt awake. When she was awake, she would start crying and scolding, and no one could control her. When she was unconscious, she would be confused and dull like before, and as she looked like she had just now, sitting in the living room with a crazy look in her eyes, staring blankly at a point in the void.

So sometimes, Shang Lingjie felt that his mother was not as crazy as she looked, which would at least make him quiet for a while, but suddenly she heard Chang Zhaoling ask this clearly logically, and Shang Lingjie's first reaction was denied.

Shang Lingjie looked at his mother Chang Zhaoling with a smile and said:

"Mom, what are you talking about? Are you sick again? I'll help you to rest."

Chang Zhaoling suddenly struggled to stand up, hunched over, and directly shook her hand and hit Shang Lingjie in the face, slapped his face to the side.

Her body was trembling and seemed to be about to fall down at any time, and said to Shang Lingjie:

"You might as well kill me directly, it's more straightforward. Is it OK? Just kill me directly. You killed your father, you killed your father, why didn't you kill me together?"

Chang Zhaoling did not explain how she knew about this, but she just knew it and could not accept this fact.

The fact that Shang Lingjie killed his biological father.

No, now if you think about it carefully, even her father, Shang Lingjie's grandfather, died strangely. After searching for some clues, he was inseparable from Shang Lingjie.

Chang Zhaoling cursed angrily, raised her hand and hit Shang Lingjie on the body. After a few hits, Chang Zhaoling, who was as thin as her feet were stepping on cotton, took a few steps back and shouted at Shang Lingjie at almost hoarsely:

"Tell me, why didn't you kill me? How could you do such a thing? It's really worse than a beast!!!"

Hearing the four words "Beasts are worse than others", Shang Lingjie raised his head slightly, with a crazy smile on his face, and looked at his haggard and old mother, and asked:

"Mom, aren't I doing the same thing as you did? How did my aunt die?"

When he said this, the expression on his face actually had a strange gentleness, as if he was looking at his own kind, his mother.

Chang Zhaoling's body shook and took another step back. Her thin body seemed to be about to fall apart, looking at her eldest son Shang Lingjie with disbelief.

Tears fell from her eyes that had dried up. She shook her head, tears flowed all over her face, and said to her eldest son who was still smiling:

"Yes, I didn't take a good start. It turned out that I didn't take a good start. It turned out that it was me..."

She said over and over again, it turned out that it was her four words, as if she was heartbroken because she did not set an example, and looked at her eldest son Shang Lingjie with disappointment on her face. She turned around and walked upstairs step by step, murmuring in her mouth with words that were incomprehensible and indistinct.

Shang Lingjie did not stop her, nor did he ask his mother to turn back. He just sat on the sofa and watched his mother leave his sight step by step.

Suddenly, Shang Lingjie laughed, and the sound was short, like a period, and then the entire villa fell into a deadly silence, and no sound was made.

Just as always, it seems that the mother and son living in this villa do not exist at all.
Chapter completed!