"I won!" The fast knife hand kept slashing down, Cang Hao rolled on the ground, and with the sound of "dangdang", the two knives left a string of sparks behind Cang Hao.

With Cang Hao's order, the Blood Lion mercenaries didn't dare to come up to help, just watching from a distance, and everyone felt frightened.

As the name suggests, even if the Blood Lion mercenaries rush together, they may not be able to bargain for anything.

After slashing more than 20 times in a row, the fast knife hand was a little tired, and his movements slowed down.

Cang Hao jumped up from the ground: "Go on!"

"Can you still do it?" the quick knife man laughed, "To be honest, I'm disappointed!"

"Yes. Cang Hao stretched out his hand and pulled out a slinger again: "I sue you for you, this is just the beginning!"

Cang Hao said that, and rushed towards the fast knife hand on his toes, and the fast knife hand laughed and waved his double knives to meet him.

But immediately, the fast knife hand was a little frightened, because Cang Hao's speed was actually faster than his own, and it was getting faster and faster.

The two sticks and the two knives collided in the air, making a muffled sound of "dangdang", and sometimes sparks flew out.

Cang Hao danced the two sticks like phantoms, and in the end, even Cang Hao himself became a phantom, so fast that the fast knife hand couldn't see it clearly.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!" Cang Hao couldn't stop shouting: "You're too slow!"

The two throwing sticks were extremely comfortable in Cang Hao's hands, just like a part of Cang Hao's body, and they quickly surrounded the two knives of the fast knife hand.

Suddenly, the quick knife hand was not paying attention and was whipped on the shoulder by a throwing stick.

A sharp pain came, and the speed of the fast knife hand slowed down, while Cang Hao's speed was still accelerating.

Cang Hao flipped his hand, and the other throwing stick slapped horizontally across the chest of the fast knife hand, and the fast knife hand fell to the ground with a scream.

Cang Hao rushed over with an arrow step, raised his foot and kicked at the fast knife hand, and the fast knife hand's body flew up horizontally on the ground, and then fell down heavily.

The fast knife hand stabbed the horizontal knife to Cang Hao's chest with his backhand, and Cang Hao swung his stick on the wrist of the fast knife hand, and the fast knife hand trembled and dropped the horizontal knife.

Cang Hao threw a throwing stick aside, kicked the horizontal knife with his foot, picked it up, and then pointed the horizontal knife at the throat of the fast knife hand: "You lost!"

At this time, as long as the quick knife hand moves again, he will be stabbed through the throat by his own horizontal knife. The fast knife hand laughed: "I really lost!"

"You're not afraid?"

"Why should I be afraid?" the fast knife hand still smiled: "I said, Cang Hao, in fact, I have never looked down on you, so I was ready to die before I came here today!"

"It's a man!"

"For me, life as a killer is better than death...... "The fast knife man smiled sadly: "Thank you for giving me a relief!"

"You just said more than once that one of you and I must die here today, but unfortunately you are wrong. ”

The fast knife hand was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"No one will die today. Cang Hao threw the horizontal knife aside: "You go." ”

The knife hand could hardly believe his ears: "You...... Don't kill me?"

"I don't like to repeat what I say, and no one will die today. Cang Hao shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly: "I'm not interested in killing you either!"

"But...... I was going to kill you!"

"If you want to kill me, it doesn't necessarily mean that I have to kill you, and I don't mean to say anything bloody like when it's time to get revenge. The real reason is very simple......" Cang Hao said, put the throwing stick aside, took out a cigarette and lit it: "You and I have similarities, one is that we are both reluctant to embark on today's road, I didn't want to be a mercenary, and you don't want to be a killer; ”

The fast knife hand nodded: "That's right. ”

"This common ground between us makes me feel compassion for you. Cang Hao said, turned around and walked towards the main hall: "So you better go!"

The fast knife hand laughed disdainfully: "People say that the blood lion Jerod kills people without blinking, but I didn't expect that there would be a woman's kindness!"

"You can understand it that way. Cang Hao smiled: "However, I want to remind you that it is best to pay attention to your words and don't let me change my mind!"

While Cang Hao was speaking, he glanced at Zhao Xuan and the others, and Zhao Xuan and the others immediately understood.

Cang Hao wanted to let go of the fast knife hand, but no one was sure whether the fast knife hand wanted to let go of Cang Hao.

At this time, the fast knife hand is likely to pick up the knife and stab Cang Hao from behind.

Therefore, as long as he has a bad move, Zhao Xuan and the others will immediately shoot him and beat him into a hornet's nest on the spot.

In this duel, Cang Hao has already won, if the fast knife man wants to die, it is no longer about honor.

Cang Hao would definitely not be stupid enough to turn around and continue to fight with the fast knife hand, in this case, it is better to use a bunch of bullets to solve it.

Cang Hao glanced back at the fast knife hand: "Aren't you leaving?"

When the fast knife hand heard this, he fought a cold war, and didn't dare to say anything more.

He didn't attack Cang Hao from behind, but picked up the knife and staggered towards the temple gate.

Seeing that the fast knife hand was about to go out, Cang Hao suddenly shouted: "Wait." ”

The fast knife hand turned around in frustration: "You changed your mind?"

"That's not true, it's just that I want to tell you something......" Cang Hao said, taking off his shirt, and then the fast knife hand realized that Cang Hao's body was full of scars and had many wounds. There are still bandages in several places.

"It's ......"

"I fought a few days ago, and I was injured a lot...... Cang Hao put his clothes back on: "I just came out after a week in the hospital." ”

The quick knife hand's face turned blue just now, and this time it turned black.

Cang Hao was injured, but he still won, if Cang Hao happened to be in the best condition, what would happen to him, the fast knife hand didn't dare to imagine.

"The previous battle was related to the famous Mayor Zou, I was lucky to win, Zou Feng's grandfather should have gone to hell to drink gruel with Zou Feng. Shrugging his shoulders, Cang Hao said indifferently: "Zhou Dayu knows this battle very well, you might as well tell him the result of today's duel between you and me, and see how he reacts." ”

"I ...... If you want to say it yourself...... "The fast knife hand sneered: "I don't be a microphone!"

"Well, it's up to you to say it or not. Cang Hao spat out a smoke ring: "However, I still have a few words, I hope you can keep them in mind." ”

"What?"

"You are a bloody man, which I admire, but your understanding of the word 'honor' is skewed. Taking another puff of his cigarette, Cang Hao told the quick knife hand: "Defeating all opponents can prove that you are strong, but it has nothing to do with honor." Honor is when you face your opponent, knock him down like a man, not a stab in the back!"

The fast knife hand interrupted Cang Hao's words: "You can rest assured, when I stab you, I will definitely look at your face." ”

Cang Hao was indifferent to the words of the fast knife hand: "Also, honor is not based on killing, but on how many people respect you. ”

"Don't play with me to convince people with virtue. ”

"I don't believe in convincing people with virtue, I believe in repaying grievances with straightforwardness. In other words, if you kick me, you will punch you back, and this is the right reason. Cang Hao took a few steps forward, and the front of his clothes was always open, revealing a scarred strong chest: "You just mentioned the battle of Heights 17, and what happened when I was a Nazi hunter, don't you have any feelings?"

The fast knife hand was stunned: "What emotion?"

"If the M National Railway is determined to avenge the seventeenth heights, no matter how powerful I am Canghao, I will not be able to confront the world's number one power. I can only muster a few hundred mercenaries, and country M has more than a million troops, and country M doesn't even need to launch a crowd tactic at all, just shoot a dozen cruise missiles at my place, and all my brothers and I will be drowned in the sea of fire. Then the generals of the army of country M can sit in their offices, watching the sea of fire on the real-time screen, drinking coffee and laughing, 'Is the blood lion nothing more than that?' ”

The fast knife hand nodded: "That's the truth." ”

"But I became a Nazi hunter, and the Jews were grateful to me that they didn't allow country M to do that, and the result was that Heights 17 became an eternal legend. I can assure you that any soldier of Nation M today who mentions the Battle of Heights Seventeen will inevitably be in awe of the Blood Lion mercenaries. With a long breath, Cang Hao smiled slightly: "Didn't this story make you realize something?"

"I ......"

"Let me tell you more details, the reason why the Jews respect me and would rather spend a lot of effort to stop country M is not because of how powerful I am. Rather, more than half a century later, I brought to justice the Nazi demons who had persecuted the Jews in the concentration camps, which means that they helped me because I gave them belated justice. After a pause, Cang Hao said word by word: "This is the power of respect!"

The fast knife hand smiled deeply: "I understand." ”

"I want others to respect me, not to revere me, and although there is only one word difference between respect and awe, there is a very long distance between these two words, like the distance between the poor second generation and the rich second generation. After a pause, Cang Hao continued: "Any power based on awe is unreliable, because there will always be a day when strength weakens, and then all those who have been suppressed by your power will fight back. For example, although I am strong now, I am mortal, and I will get sick and grow old. How can you maintain your own strength? You can only rely on the heartfelt respect of others! So, even a century from now, the blood lion Gerod will still be a legend! And even if you can kill me today, you will be forgotten by people in ten years at most!"

"Thank you for teaching me a valuable lesson in life. The expression of the fast knife hand was a little embarrassed, and he turned around and walked towards the temple gate: "We still have a chance to meet again." ”

The fast knife hand returned to Zhou Dayu's residence, and Zhou Dayu saw that the fast knife hand was covered with injuries, and he already understood: "Missed?"

"That's right. The quick knife hand took a bottle of wine, bit off the stopper with his mouth, and poured a few mouthfuls into his mouth: "Cang Hao is more powerful than I thought. ”