The King of Sambo could clearly see the fear on the Dou King's face, which made him very satisfied.

Douwang was cultivated by him himself, and he is also his son, he knows what is the most terrifying thing about Douwang, and what he wants the most.

"Follow me." The King of Sambo threw out a sentence and turned to leave.

All the rifles were lowered, and all eyes were fixed on the Douwang, who seemed to hesitate a little, and his feet were very hesitant.

The King of Sambo didn't pay any attention to him at all, and continued to walk slowly forward.

Finally, the Dou Wang still moved his steps and slowly followed the King of Sambo forward.

"Woooooooooo......oo Woohoo......"

The woman in the cage whined desperately, and her tears flowed more urgently, but it was a pity that the king of Dou who followed did not look at her again.

It's not that he doesn't want to watch it, but Douwang knows that he can't watch it.

Follow the Sambo King into a house, and the warmth is blowing in your face, which contrasts sharply with the cold outside.

But for the Douwang, it is even colder here.

He had forgotten who the King of Sambo was, but he clearly knew that he was afraid of this person in his heart, and it was not that he didn't think about it, and this fear had long taken root.

"Sit." The King of Sambo said as he sat down.

The King of Dou slowly sat down on his knees, facing the other party, facing the eyes of the King of Sambo.

This is a pair of calm eyes, but it is these calm eyes that can make Douwang feel a strong uneasiness.

"Twenty-four years." The King of Sambo slowly brewed tea and said to the King of Dou: "In the past twenty-four years, I have poured countless efforts into you, and finally made you the King of Dou. ”

Hearing this, King Dou's body trembled, as if he thought of many fearful pasts, and when he looked at King Sambo again, his eyes became evasive.

"When you were three years old, you were alone in the snow and ice; When he was six years old, he fought dogs with his bare hands; Hunting wolves at the age of 9 and fighting leopards at the age of twelve...... It's very bitter, it's hard, but these hardships have made you happen in the end. The King of Sambo continued to say to the King of Dou while ** the teapot: "I know that you want your mother very much, and I have been hiding your mother until you came back from chasing the Führer, but it is a pity that ......"

The King of Sambo slowly poured two cups of tea, and after pushing a cup to the King of Dou, he picked up a cup and slowly sipped it himself.

The king of the fight did not move, carefully watched the king of Sambo drink tea, and then waited in his heart, and saw the other party slowly put down the teacup.

"Do you know what a god is?" The King of Sambo stared at the King of Dou and said, "God is worshiped by many people, but it can never be seen or touched. What they left in the world was only statues, they were gods, not people. Do you think God has human feelings? No, God doesn't have human feelings, so they don't care about human suffering, because God doesn't have emotions. ”

There is nothing wrong with this theory, man is man, God is God, and who can find the existence of God except imaginary statues?

So does God have human emotions at all? To put it dialectically, if God has human emotions, then he is not God, he is still human; If God has no emotions, then He is God.

To put it simply, this is the difference between man and God, and also the difference between man's thinking and belief, and the main difference is emotion.

"You are my son, one of many sons. Your brothers and sisters are dead, and they are weaker than you, so they will naturally be eliminated. You are the king of fighting, and you are the strongest existence in Zhukov's training camp, but you must not stop there-" The King of Sambo continued calmly, "You have to stand taller, go farther, and fulfill my long-cherished wish that I have not fulfilled. So, you have to become not just a fighting king, but a fighting god! The moment you stand at the pinnacle of the clouds, you will know that all the effort is worth it. If you want to take a step from the king of fighting to become a god of fighting, you have to eliminate your emotions. ”

Dou Wang's body continued to tremble slightly, his pupils contracted, and he seemed to have thought of something.

"You can defect, but you're back now. Defection, in fact, is an inevitable process, sharpening your psychology, and when you come back, you will know how to choose. ”

Defection is a psychological grind and an inevitable process......

"You always want to know who your mother is, I told you and let you see it, but the question is...... Do you think that's really your mother? She just gave birth to you, according to the human mind, you have the strongest concern between you, but I minimized your concern in order to push you into a fighting god in one fell swoop! ”

The Sambo King's eyes suddenly became imposing, and there was a burning heat in his pupils, and it was also mixed with a perverted worship of power.

"You're going to let me kill my mom?" Douwang said.

"Yes, kill her, so that your only emotion is no longer concerned!" The King of Sambo said in a deep voice: "This is the most crucial step, if you can completely cut it off, you will become a fighting god." At that time, you will be at the top of the world. I will be proud of you, and the whole of Zhukov will be proud of you! Now that you are human, you will become a god and become the most powerful being! ”

The body of the Dou Wang trembled even more, and his eyes were evasive, and he didn't dare to look at the King of Sambo, he actually lowered his head.

This kind of person is rebellious, wild, and will not bow his head even if he is about to die, but now he bows his head.

Although he has amnesia, he is not stupid, and not only that, but after amnesia, he will have more humanity.

Because forgetting the ruthlessness of the past and forgetting the pain of the past is equivalent to starting all over again.

"Raise your head!" The King of Sambo roared, "Your mental grind is over, you are going to become a god, understand?" This is a world of the jungle, and you can only make yourself strong forever if you stand at the top! ——”

The Dou Wang still lowered his head, the expression on his face was extremely complicated, constantly struggling, his muscles twitching and beating continuously, and his eyes kept changing.

"It's only one step away, your connection to that woman is just that she gave birth to you, that's all! I forgive your defection, I understand your defection, and now that you're back, it's time to become a fighting god. When you cut off all the carelessness, you are the most powerful one, invincible!! ——”

The most powerful one, invincible...... This is what the Dou Wang has always wanted, he regards his body as the most ferocious weapon, and his pursuit of power shows madness.

The most powerful and invincible...... This is really his pursuit, and even if he has amnesia, this pursuit has not disappeared.

But that was his mother, the mother who gave birth to him, even if they hadn't seen each other for twenty years, it was also his mother.

"He who becomes God is still a man."

The Dou King finally spoke, looking up at his father, the King of Sambo.

At this moment, his body no longer trembled, and his eyes became calm and unusually clear.

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(End of chapter)