After drinking the wine, the two walked into the darkness one after the other.

Who gave the money, this question, there is no need to say it again.

The bear raised his head and glanced at Hawkeye, so angry that he raised his hand several times to slap him away.

After thinking about it, he gave up, just a little money, he could afford it, he just felt very faceless.

This Mihawk didn't even give himself any face, forcing himself to give money, although he admitted that his methods were disgraceful, but he drank with his ability, who could say a word.

Stopping on the hillside, Hawkeye Mihawk turned around and squinted at the bear, those eyes were like eagles in the night, terrifying, terrifying.

If it were an ordinary person, if they met these eyes, I am afraid that they would have fallen.

"Here, fight."

The two of them, who had been impatient for a long time, vowed in their hearts to teach each other a hard lesson and not let him be embarrassed.

The sequelae after drinking came, one was unhappy because of the money, and the other was angry because of cheating, and then it turned into a battle.

Men, prove yourself with strength.

"You go first."

Hawkeye drew his sword out of its sheath and faced the bear, posing as an arrogant hanging.

"Hmph, you go first."

Whoever shoots, who is unlucky.

If the enemy does not move, I will not move.

With static braking, the two drank alcohol, their heads were not very clear, and they needed time to calm down.

At this time, whoever does it can give another time to observe, whether he is drunk and how to make a move?

At their level, there are many things that can be seen from the shot, and there is no need to understand deeply, and of course Xiong is not willing to do this.

"You go first."

"No, you come."

"Are you scared? Bartholomi bear. ”

The agitation method has been used, you can oh boy.

"Are you scared? Mihawk? ”

You'll use it, and so will I.

"Is it interesting for you and me to be arguing here? It's better to start early, solve it early, and I'll go back. ”

I'm in a hurry, you hurry up, don't waste my time.

The corners of the bear's mouth twitched, you are in a hurry, am I not in a hurry?

It seems that I am willing to do this, he can't see the bottom of the eagle's eye, judging from his momentum and position, he is invulnerable, and he rashly goes up, isn't it death?

The two of them stood in the wind, in the dark, and the leaves were falling.

A bright moon hung in the sky, spilling on their bodies, and the shadows dragged on for a long, long time.

There was no intention of making a move, and the wind blew away their wine and regained their sobriety.

The fallen leaves floated in front of their eyes, and with a bang, the two of them moved at the same time, like a beast smelling delicious, and rushed forward.

"Buzz."

The black knife is like a dark night, strange and dark.

The pitch-black night sky just disguises its figure, which is unguardable and unstoppable.

The palm of his hand was raised, the red ball of meat blocked his black knife, and the other hand slapped forward, passing by a pressure cannon, and the roar behind him continued.

Sword energy slices the ground, splits the earth, and shatters boulders.

The figures of the two were like ghosts, elusive, and unclear, constantly appearing in mid-air, from jumping to attacking, in just one second, they exchanged more than a dozen moves.

They refuse to back down and suffer losses.

Landing, ten meters away.

"Bartholomi Bear, strength is not simple."

It's not the first time to fight, and every time you fight, there's a different shock.

Hawkeye Mihawk's strength has improved quickly, and the man in front of him is not simple and unfathomable.

I feel that he hides a lot of strength and needs to be forced out one by one.

"Hawkeye Mihawk, you're not bad either."

Shocked in his heart, Mihawk's strength was even more terrifying, and his kendo cultivation was simplified, removing redundant moves, and an ordinary slash with one move, which contained the shadows of more than a dozen sword moves, which overlapped together.

If it weren't for the meat ball blocking his attack, he wouldn't be able to defend against his knife by relying on his armed domineering alone.

"Again."

When it hits thick, it will not let the other person leave.

"Bang."

"Pressure cannon."

"Buzz."

The black knife emitted a chilling sword aura and passed through the bear's side, scattering a few strands of hair.

The backhand stepped down and pressed against his black knife, and the other foot was raised, pressing wildly.

Hawkeye's body fell, his feet digging deep into the dirt, and he gritted his teeth, his momentum blooming.

Blood-red energy lingered around, and the terrifying, killing momentum condensed into substance.

The bear stepped back, and from a distance, Hawkeye was still the same Hawkeye, and his momentum changed dramatically.

Indifference, murderous condensation.

He was staring at the bear, grinning his teeth.

"I'm coming."

Leaping to his side, the black knife appeared at a strange angle, and in surprise, the bear spread his hands and defended everything.

"Buzz."

"It's useless, Bartholomi."

Suddenly, his black knife appeared behind him, and he didn't know when it would disappear.

Like a ray of light in the night, illuminating all.

"You're defeated, Bartholomi."

"Huh?"

It's empty, it's a phantom.

Hawkeye Mihawk didn't want to think about it, rolled, one lap was not enough, and after three laps, stabilized his body.

A huge figure appeared in the original place, with his palm on the ground, and slapped it down.

He stood up, a bottomless hole appeared, the pupils of the eagle's eyes condensed, and he looked at the bear cautiously in his heart, not careless.

If you're not careful, you can lose.

Both of them think so in their hearts, and they can't be careless.

"Mihawk, it's a bit early, I'm not going to lose." Xiong walked over and said seriously: "You are the one who loses." ”

The momentum prevails, and the bears won't let that opportunity slip away.

"Hmph."

"Black Knife."

The sword, pitch black, submerged in the darkness.

He followed the sword and disappeared before his eyes, and a vibration came out of his ears, and the bear turned around, his hands crossed.

"I see you, Mihawk."

"Buzz."

slapped it over, and this time it was hit, and it was solid.

"Bang."

The eagle eye that rolled out retreated dozens of meters to stabilize his body, and a little blood appeared at the corner of his raised mouth.

The bear slapped him hard, trembling inside his body, and he couldn't recover for a short time.

Wipe the blood, Hawkeye kicks the ground, attack.

"Buzz."

"Bang bang."

Fight, destroy.

The ground was in shambles, and the surrounding ocean was followed by a loud roar and spray.

The unlucky fish died under the attack of the two, the sword qi was torn, and the pressure cannon was critical.

"Pressure cannon."

"Black Knife."

Chopping, blocking, stabbing, picking, all of them are sharp blades, and Hawkeye fights at the end, and his body is embarrassed.

There were also a lot of wounds on the bear's body, and blood was pouring from it.

Separated, the two looked at each other, hands down, and the bear put his gloves back on.

"Won't you fight?"

Hawkeye Mihawk shook his head: "Don't fight." As he spoke, he put his sword into his sheath.

The two had no interest in continuing to fight, and the short battle allowed the two to get the result, victory or defeat, who won and who lost, the two did not say.

Turning, Hawkeye Mihawk slowly walked away from the hillside, disappearing into the darkness.

The back is embarrassed, a swordsman is indomitable and fierce, and in him, it is vividly expressed.

The bear smiled helplessly, looked down at his body, shook his head, turned around, and disappeared above the endless sea.

(End of chapter)