Two knives, shining brightly in the sunlight, were slashing towards him. It was a feeling of being on the verge of death, and all the hairs on his body stood up.
Having received years of training from his parents, his body reacted faster than his brain in this dangerous moment.
The spiritual power in his body surged instantly, and his body rushed out suddenly while half squatting. He reached one hand into his calf, pulled out the dagger hidden in his calf, and then forcefully stabbed it into the soles of the two men's feet from top to bottom.
The dagger pierced through the boot and into the flesh, and it seemed to have broken the toe bones. As screams were heard, Hao'er's figure had already rushed past the two men. He was not even as tall as the man's waist, but he suddenly jumped up and sat on the man's shoulders, covering the man's eyes with one hand, and the hand holding the dagger had already slashed across the man's neck.
"I'll kill you!"
The other man saw the man falling down with his eyes staring stiffly, and immediately chopped at Hao'er. However, Hao'er dodged nimbly and stabbed the man's waist with the dagger in his hand.
“Hiss!”
The man screamed, and instinctively bent down because of the injury on his waist. But at this moment, his eyes flashed, and he saw a dagger with a cold glow piercing his heart...
"Um… "
The man groaned, his eyes fixed on the kid in front of him. Until his death, he still didn't understand why they ended up falling for this kid.
As Haoer pulled out the dagger, a column of blood splashed out, spraying Haoer's face. He stared blankly at his hand holding the dagger, and the person who fell in front of him...
He, he killed someone
He actually killed someone? For a moment, fear, panic, and helplessness surged in his heart. He didn't want to kill anyone, and he had never killed anyone. He just reacted instinctively when danger came. Those attacks and those moves were all taught by his mother.
However, before he even realized it, he had already killed the two men.
He stood there blankly, staring at the two bodies lying on the ground. He had thought that after beating them up, he would let them go as long as they stopped being bad guys. He had no intention of killing them, but they wanted to kill him.
In my mind, I recalled what my mother taught me. My mother said: When it is time to kill someone, you should not show mercy. Don't give him a chance to kill you. Only when you have to kill him, can you eliminate the trouble forever.
He thought that his mother was right. He had not done the job well and was careless. If it were not for his body's instinctive reaction, he would have been the one to die.
Thinking of this, he gradually calmed down, and was no longer afraid when looking at the two corpses. He walked forward and took away all the valuable things from their bodies.
My mother said that these were trophies, and they belonged to him.
After stuffing the thing into his arms, he quickly walked to the little beggar. However, when he wanted to help her up, the little beggar shrank back, backed away, and looked at him with fear.
Seeing the fear in the other's eyes, Haoer was stunned. He saved her, why should she be afraid of him? At such a young age, he couldn't understand, so he thought about it and said, "If they die, they won't beat you again."