CHAPTER 1792 DEFINITELY GOING TO DIE
Li Genhong was a little disappointed.
Yeshma's visit was a good sign. With the support of the Holy Sword Mercenary Army, the Li family army would definitely grow and expand.
But if Yeshma died, then all these wouldn't happen anymore.
"In this battlefield, don't ever think about relying on others, because you don't know when they might suddenly collapse, so you can only rely on yourself," said Jiang Ning calmly.
"If nothing else goes wrong, Yeshma is definitely going to die!"
Meanwhile.
Yeshma was on his way back to his castle.
The road back was smooth and nothing happened.
"I really don't understand why they like that stuff. It's so bitter and it's not as tasty as alcohol." Yeshma spat a few times but still felt like there was a strange taste in his throat.
He never liked the taste of tea.
The car drove to the entrance of the castle and according to the rules, the car had to be stopped and checked, even if it was Yeshma's own car.
That was how strict he was.
"Everyone out of the car, we need to inspect you!"
A few armored soldiers came forward to check every single person in the car, even their own commander-in-chief.
Someone had impersonated Yeshma and tricked the guards before, and he had entered the castle to attempt an assassination on the real Yeshma.
From then on, Yeshma declared that everyone had to be checked before entering the castle, even himself.
He was always very careful and did his best to ensure his own safety.
He had always been confident in his own cautiousness.
The soldiers patted Yeshma down from top to bottom and didn't find anything unusual.
"All clear!"
"All clear!"
Everyone passed the check with no problems.
Yeshma got back into the car and leaned back with a smug look on his face.
Who could possibly kill him under such secure circumstances?
It was impossible to even get into the castle, never come near him. Only super highly skilled fighters like Jiang Ning were able to enter without making a single sound.
"Let's go back," said Yeshma.
He leaned back and slowly closed his eyes. He felt a strange tiredness overcome him and his eyelids were very heavy.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.
The car drove into the castle and headed for Yeshma's living quarters.
In less than ten minutes, they arrived at their destination.
When the car stopped, a few bodyguards alighted to check the area first, even though this was where Yeshma lived.
"Commander, we're here," called out one of the bodyguards.
Yeshma didn't respond.
"Commander? Wake up, we're back," called out the bodyguard again.
Yeshma still didn't respond, so the bodyguard's face instantly paled.
He went back into the car and pushed Yeshma, and Yeshma's body fell to the side immediately.
Two black channels of blood flowed out from his nostrils!
"The commander is dead!" shouted the bodyguard in fright.
Yeshma was dead?!
How did this happen?
The bodyguards had remained by his side and nothing had happened at all.
Everyone was stunned by this. Yeshma was dead!
He was already dead, so there was no point in calling for a doctor.
"Commander Yeshma died by poisoning!"
The news spread like wildfire, and it felt like an earthquake went through the Middle East.
They had just heard that Yeshma went to visit the Li family, and now he had died from poisoning?
At the same time, they had heard earlier news that Li Genhong, the head of the Li family, had also been poisoned. He had been poisoned even earlier than Yeshma, and he was still fighting for his life!