Bang!

The swords collided, and Kong Geyou fell hard again, and the big sword fell to the ground.

No.

He panted, ignoring the severe pain in his chest and abdomen, and crawled awkwardly to reach for his sword.

He wants to fight.

He has to stand up.

"How much did Fissot give you?"

Lausanne II, who was standing opposite him, had an expressionless face: "Is it worth your efforts?"

A huge amount of money that can change your life?

Or a promise to eliminate worries?

Konggeyou touched his big sword and sneered.

money?

How ridiculous.

The Baibu Ranger tried his best to pick up the sword and stood up tremblingly.

"I came here on a voluntary basis, and I didn't get paid."

"Is that a personal grudge?"

Lausanne II looked numbly at his struggling opponent:

"Did I hurt your friend or your lover?"

"nor."

"Then why are you?"

Konggeyou gritted his teeth, shook his head, and attacked again!

Not bad - Lausanne II nodded slowly - the opponent's attack was impressive, stable and calm, and he obviously learned a lesson from the bad fast break just now.

But it's just a formality.

Ding!

With a sharp sound, Lausanne II launched an unexpected counterattack, and the two figures were separated as soon as they touched each other.

Compared with the killer's ease, Kong Geyou groaned and took seven or eight steps back. Finally, his strength was exhausted and he had to lean on the ground with his sword and gasp for breath.

Lausanne II shook the blood from his sword and moved forward step by step.

Not for money, not for people?

That means this guy is hot-headed and wants to be famous.

"Fasso."

The killer's footsteps paused.

"What?"

Kong Geyou gasped, and he slowly turned his head, looking at the crooked houses around him with sad eyes.

"Here, the new suburbs will always be like this, and they will never get better. It's because of drug lords like Lazench Fissot..."

Blood flowed from Konggeyou's face, but he was in a daze and didn't notice it.

"He thought he could cover the sky with one hand and stretched out his fingers, so he designated this land as his hunting ground. Residents were not allowed to leave or leave the house. He could only hide in the house and tremble, praying that Feisuo would catch him soon.

prey……"

Lausanne II gently tilted his ear.

certainly.

He could hear the trembling breathing, sobbing, and comforting sounds behind the earthen walls of countless houses and alleys...

During the battle, once I couldn't bear the blood thirst, I rushed into those houses...

The killer looked at his sword blade.

Kong Geyou, whose face was covered in blood, gritted his teeth, held the hilt of the sword, and propped himself up.

"... He also said that he wanted to 'eliminate harm for the people'. He was ordered to suppress thieves. It was for the sake of the residents themselves and to protect the peace and order of the Emerald City."

Bullshit.

Konggeyou raised his head and looked directly at Lausanne II with a bitter and resentful expression.

not only that.

Feisuo also said that only he can maintain the security here, only he can make the rules here, and maintain the rules here...

Only he can protect the immigrants in the new suburbs who have nowhere to live, and save hundreds of homeless orphans...

Bullshit.

At that moment, Kong Geyu seemed to have found some strength, his face became fierce, and he yelled:

"Shit!"

With a sudden burst of courage, Baibu Ranger stood up angrily and pressed on again!

clang!

Once again, Lausanne II turned around and waved his sword, lightly blocking Konggeyou's attack.

The latter couldn't stop the momentum and fell to the ground with his sword.

Once again, Kong Geyou shook his head, spit out the blood and mud in his mouth, and crawled towards his sword with difficulty inch by inch.

The killer turned his head, looked at his opponent crawling like a worm in the bloody mud, and shook his head slowly.

"If that's the case, then you should go find Feisuo."

The excessive blood loss made Konggeyou's eyes blur. He finally touched the hilt of the sword and chuckled when he heard the words.

"Fissot is not the key, he will fall sooner or later."

Baibu Ranger struggled to get up, but he was weak and it took him two attempts before he succeeded.

"The key is, over time, people start to believe it."

Lausanne II slowly raised his sword, but did not attack, but quietly waited for his opponent to regroup.

Konggeyou wiped the blood from his face.

"The folks in the new suburbs began to believe that Feisuo was the owner and protector of this place. They began to believe that it was appropriate to pay protection fees, they began to believe that it was necessary for him to sell drugs here, and they began to believe in their own livelihood.

They are all given by him..."

They began to believe that Fissot was doing it for everyone's good.

They began to believe that he was the best representative of immigrants in the new suburbs.

They began to believe that this drug lord was actually a good boss, leader and neighbor who "meant well".

They began to believe that there were many things they could not do by themselves, such as hunting down the terrifying murderer - "Only Boss Fissot can do it" and "This should be Fissot's business."

They even began to rush to join the Black Street Brotherhood, and began to oppress those who were unwilling to be loyal to him just as Fesso oppressed themselves.

This is for livelihood, they say.

Then become the next Fissot with peace of mind.

Konggeyou gasped violently, his eyes wandering.

"So, in his territory, everyone is afraid of him, abides by his rules, obeys his orders, and supports his job."

With a click of a finger, countless people came to help him solve the problem and hunt down the felons in the Emerald City.

"So, everyone is afraid of him." Kong Geyou said bitterly.

Extremely scared.

Afraid to think that you are not afraid.

Being afraid means that it is not fear, but support and reverence.

Fear means that everyone should be afraid, and that only fear is right and natural.

You are so afraid that you can only deceive yourself over and over again, saying that you actually love Feisuo, rely on him, support him, and need him.

At this point, Kong Geyou's body weakened, but before he fell to the ground, he was barely blocked by the big sword in front of him.

This refreshed him, he touched the bloody and sticky hilt again, and raised his head firmly.

"But I am the only one who cannot be afraid."

Don't be afraid of him.

I can't be afraid of you either.
To be continued...