Footsteps approached.

From a faint rustle to a loud pedaling.

Suddenly, the footsteps stopped, and the sound of the back of the head hitting the wall also stopped at the same moment.

Willocks twisted his neck, his cold voice cutting through the silence of the alley.

"You're finally here."

With a thrust of his back, he got up from the wall.

The vicious eyes immediately fell on the police officer's knife in Arthur's left hand.

"Oh, I know. Dennis, that shit, that coward can't do anything. ”

Arthur spoke lightly, his voice sounding a little hoarse.

"Dennis isn't a coward, he just doesn't have a choice."

Willocks spat at the ground: "Putting yourself in a situation where you don't have a choice is a cowardly act in itself.

He could have challenged me like you, but he didn't have the guts, he deserved it!

Even if Tom and Tony, the two angry bags, had something to do, he didn't.

Although those two fools will only be beaten and subject to internal investigation when they come to me, at least they know how to resist.

But what about Dennis? He will only betray others, what is this kind of person not a coward?

When we're done, I'll talk to him. ”

The corners of Willocks' mouth gradually rose: "Arthur, you know, I will definitely talk to him." ”

Arthur's mood was so calm that he didn't believe it, he just took out the poker he used to play yesterday from his trouser pocket, and carefully picked out his favorite suit and hand from it.

Seeing this, Willocks laughed even more insolently.

"Arthur, what are you doing here? Planning to play with me before you die? ”

Arthur pulled four cards out of the playing card and flew into the puddle in front of Willocks with his fingertips.

"Pick a way you like to die."

Willockx looked down and saw four J's floating on the dirty water, painted with images of people.

In English, there are many words that start with J.

Junior, for example, represents the junior, low-status person, but also represents the impulsiveness of young people.

For example, Just represents an upright and righteous person.

For example, Justice stands for fairness and justice.

Another example is Judge, which symbolizes the final judgment and verdict.

Arthur unbuttoned his gloves and threw them on the ground in front of Willocks.

"You shouldn't have come to me, can't your underdeveloped brain remember that I'm the only cop in Scotland Yard who dares to patrol the East End alone in the middle of the night?"

Willockx stared at the four cards in the puddle, the scar on his neck twitching hideously.

"Arthur, how about continuing to make up for me today? I'm not a good student, but I'm always willing to ask for advice. Why do you have to choose one of the four? Why don't you just tell me all about poker portraits? ”

Arthur said lightly: "Your idea is very bold, but I accept your proposal." ”

Willocks slowly drew the saber from his waist, the cold light was cold, and the sharp blade set off his face even more terrifyingly.

Arthur glanced at his saber and commented, "It's a good knife, have you seen blood?" ”

"Of course."

"At Waterloo?"

"More than that." Willockx grinned, "And St. Peter's Square from 1819." ”

Arthur's heart slammed, "Willocks, you are indeed a mongrel. ”

Willocks laughed wildly, "I remember, it was Arthur Hastings who said this. I'll never forget it! ”

He swooped down on Arthur on his tiptoes, and the first stab came at Arthur's vital point, and he wanted to stab his opponent in the heart.

Agareth appeared in the alley, riding on the wall and shouting excitedly for Arthur.

"Arthur, my legendary master of swordsmanship! Show him all your skills, and don't forget how I trained you! ”

For Willocks' attack, Arthur didn't even use his sword, he flew up and kicked the opponent's stomach, directly kicking him to the wall two meters away.

He pierced the square J in the puddle with the tip of his officer's knife, and then pointed the portrait of it at the fallen Willock.

"Today's first lesson, Slice J, son of King Priam, brother of Paris, legendary warrior who died at the hands of Achilles, iron wall of Troy - Hector!

In an inevitable war, Achilles fought for honor, Paris fought for women, Agamemnon fought for profit, and only Hector fought for his country, his people! ”

Willocks clutched his abdomen, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and he felt as if his ribs had been broken by the thump he had just been kicked.

"Arthur, there's a hand! Brat! ”

Willocks endured the pain and got up, brandishing his saber and slashing at Arthur, this time intending to directly smash Arthur's Celestial Spirit Cover.

This time Arthur drew his sword, swinging it across his head, not only catching Willock's attack, but also slamming Willock's cheek with his elbow.

Nosebleeds gushed out in an instant, like a faucet that couldn't be turned off.

Arthur lightly taps on the water with his toes, picks up the next poker, and grips it with his free left hand.

"Lesson 2, Plum J, the abandoned son of King Ban and Queen Elaine, the man who was fed by the nymphs in the water, the close comrade-in-arms of King Arthur, the legendary dragon slayer, the knight of the lake from England - Lancelot!

Humility, honor, sacrifice, valor, mercy, spirituality, honesty, justice, he is the best embodiment of chivalry! ”

Willocks had a nosebleed, the bridge of his nose had been crooked, and the intense pain and intense humiliation had made him almost lose his mind.

"Arthur, fuck you!"

He wielded his saber, but his footwork was disheveled, and this attack was not even as threatening as the previous two times.

Arthur just turned sideways, flashed the knife, and then appeared like a bee sting, instantly piercing Willock's left arm.

Arthur leaned over and picked up the playing card that Willocks had stepped on, and displayed it in front of the other party.

"Lesson 3, J of Spades, son of King Geofre of Denmark, friend and foe of Charlemagne, victor of the Umayyad dynasty, knight blessed by the Six Fairies, wielder of the holy sword Catina, knight of mercy from the North - Hogger!

He died in the Battle of the Pyrenees against the pagans, but every Dane believed that death was only a long slumber, and he still watched everything in Denmark from the tomb.

As long as the moment comes when Denmark needs him, Hogel will not hesitate to break free from his sleep and once again wield his sword to defend his country and people! ”

Willocks clutched his left arm, and his right arm, which was holding the sabre, trembled uncontrollably, and blood flowed down the tendons on his arm like a stream.

He swallowed froth, he knew that he could no longer attack, and only defense was his last chance of life.

But Arthur clearly didn't care if he was attacking or defending, and he picked up the last poker card and stabbed Willocks with his sword.

"Last lesson, J of hearts, squire of Charles VII, follower of Joan of Arc, invincible god of war, commander of the Battle of Orleans, glory of France, irascible knight with the Holy Maiden - Lahair!

Laherle said to the oppressors: Whatever you want Laherer to do for you, you have to do for him. If you are Lahair, you are God!

Lahair said to Charles: There is no monarch as glorious as you who would happily give his country and people to his enemies!

His name is immortalized by the companionship of Joan of Arc, and his words do not fade by the decay of his bones, but only by the passage of time! ”

Only a clanging sound was heard, and the saber fell to the ground.

Willocks fell to his knees, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Arthur, you, you, you fucking ......"

With a thud, Willocks fell to the ground.

There was a line of blood at each of his mouths, and on his chest, there was a bright red jack of hearts.