Step by step, King Dou walked up to the King of Sambo, a stream of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, staring at his father, who had been raised like a beast since childhood.

The murderous intent in those eyes simply turned into substance, and even the corners of the eyes were dripping with blood.

Not someone else's blood, it's his.

What a hatred this must be, it may have been suppressed in the past, but once it broke out, there was absolutely no turning back.

"I remembered, I remembered everything......" Dou Wang made a sound like a burst of his vocal cords.

The sound was filled with the cry of hell, and although it was not loud, anyone who heard it would feel cold, breathless, and pores explode.

Douwang remembered everything, and after suffering such a great change, the lost memory was completely recovered.

In his eyes, this is a man who fears him, and since he was a child, he has developed a heart of awe and never dares to resist.

And now, he is not afraid, not at all.

"Very good, you have finally become a fighting god now, and you live up to my good intentions for you." The King of Sambo smiled: "My life is to see the appearance of the God of Fighting one day, and you, finally fulfill my dream." ”

This is also a madman, maybe his dream in this life is to see the moment when the king of fighting becomes the god of fighting.

He is old, and it is hoped that his descendants will be stronger and stand at the top of the whole world.

The dream has come true, and even if you die, you have no regrets.

"Why?" Douwang asked.

"Why? Good question! The King of Sambo said proudly: "This is a world of the jungle, I have told you more than once, and I have let you experience it more than once. If you want to be at the top of the food chain, you have to pay a price that no one else can pay. Look, that's the Führer, hailed as the most powerful warrior mankind has ever seen, and you know what he endured? Kill your closest brother with your own hands. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Zhan's eyes changed, and he stared coldly at the King of Sambo.

This is his sore spot, the most reluctant to face it, the most reluctant to mention it.

For him, this is a scar, and once it is revealed, it will immediately be a bloody layer, even the flesh of the belt, and the painful heart.

However, Xiao Zhan didn't speak, because now he is not the protagonist, but the king of Dou is.

"But all the mighty ones are not hard-hearted!" The King of Sambo continued: "Feelings are just the spiritual support that ordinary people need, and the strongest don't need emotions to support them, they just need strength!" With power, you can do whatever you want, you can do whatever you want, and you can be admired by thousands of people! - You don't understand these things at all, you lack the desire to be a leader in your heart, and this is your biggest weakness. ”

The Dou Wang stared at the King of Sambo, without saying a word, watching the other party go crazy here.

"You are my son, and you have to continue my spirit. Your mother is a good woman, I admit it, because she could have lived for you for more than twenty years. The King of Sambo looked at the King of Dou with soft eyes: "Son, but we are different from your mother, we want to be the strongest." Women, for us, are just tools for procreation, nothing more. ”

Xiao Zhan really couldn't help it, he felt that the king of Sambo was already a demonic barrier, and he couldn't be crazy anymore.

"You didn't fucking give birth to your mother?" Xiao Zhan scolded: "How could there be such a dog thing as you without your mother?" Why didn't your dad shoot you at the wall in the first place? ”

Regarding the abuse, the King of Sambo just glanced at Xiao Zhan with disdain: "I also killed my mother with my own hands." ”

One sentence made Xiao Zhan shut up, he didn't know what to say at all, he felt that he and the King of Sambo were completely people from two worlds.

"Führer, you have come to the end, and the Kham Temple will also come to the end." The King of Sambo smiled, "My son is already a fighting god, and he is the most powerful being. Do you think you can still control him? Hehe...... You know the dignity of the strong, just like it is impossible for someone to control you. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Zhan's eyes shrank violently, and he admitted that what the King of Sambo said was the truth.

When the Douwang lost his memory, he could let the other party be a thug for him, but now that the Douwang has become a fighting god, and cutting off everything, it is really not something he can control.

To put it more simply, one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, and this world will never tolerate two real kings.

It's like he and Augustus, one is the head of the light world, and the other is the emperor of the dark world, even if there is no deep hatred, but as long as they meet, they are incompatible.

Douwang has become a fighting god, his mentality has completely changed, and his feelings have all been erased by himself, and he may only go further.

"It's good to understand, hehe." The King of Sambo smiled again, and turned to the King of Dou and said, "Child, my mission has been completed, and it will be your world from now on." If you can't get angry, you can slaughter Zhukov at any time, or you can torture me in the most brutal way until I die. But your future path has been seen through by me, and you will become the greatest pride of my life! ”

This is full of confidence, the king of Sambo can be sure of the future road of the king of fighting, that must be to become the pinnacle.

And to be at the top, he will not be constrained by anyone, let alone have any feelings, he will only pursue power, pursue strength, and then be strong enough to do whatever he wants.

At that time, the Führer will also be his stepping stone, and all the so-called strong people in the world will kneel in front of him.

This is predestined, because the fighting god has been made.

The Dou Wang still didn't speak, he slowly took two steps back, as if he was afraid of the snake and scorpion, avoiding the King of Sambo, avoiding far, far away, towards Xiao Zhan.

"Hahahaha...... The road of the fighting god starts now! - Hahahahahaha......" The King of Sambo laughed wildly.

But suddenly, his laughter was gone, and his face showed a thick sense of disbelief, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

He saw Dou Wang kneeling down on one knee to Xiao Zhan.

"Poof!"

Douwang knelt down against Xiao Zhan, and his right fist was attached to his left chest.

"Führer, please accept my allegiance!" King Dou lowered his head and said to Xiao Zhan: "I swear in the name of my mother: in this life and this life, I, Hannibal, will be the master of you, serve the left and right, and never regret it!! ——”

Xiao Zhan was stunned, he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, because it came too suddenly and too suddenly.

"Nope! - " The King of Sambo roared, "You can't be loyal to him, you are the God of Fighting, all my dreams in this life!" You are the king, you are the king!! ”

With a roar, the King of Sambo rushed towards him.

"Führer, please accept Hannibal's allegiance!" The king of the fight still hung his head.

Xiao Zhan exhaled deeply, he instantly understood, understood why the Dou King did this, he was the biggest revenge on the King of Sambo.

"Yes." Xiao Zhan spat out two words.

The moment the voice landed, the Dou King, who was kneeling on the ground, ejected and turned around and rushed towards the King of Sambo.

"Bang!"

The fist slammed into the Sambo King's chest, shattering the bones and denting them.

"Uh...... You, you, you ......"

Blood flowed quickly down the corners of Sambo's mouth, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and chagrin.

"Father, go." Douwang said in a low voice: "Your dream will never come true, my name is Hannibal, not Douwang, not Doushen." ”

"Bang!"

Inch strength gushed out, and the king of the fight shook the king of Sambo into the air with a punch, watching the other party fall to the ground with blood and die in convulsions.

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(End of chapter)