Han Xiaohan ignored him, his eyes flashed, he looked at the middle-aged man, and said in a calm tone: "You say.wWw.QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO.cOM"
The middle-aged man was stunned, secretly thinking about his background. It seemed that he was not in league with the Japanese. He kindly said, "This is none of your business. It's better not to know."
Han Xiaohan smiled and said, "Now, this is in my hand, I want to know what it is."
Before the middle-aged man could speak, another round-faced, slightly plump and sturdy man in black approached him, looked at him with an evil look, and said with a fake smile: "Girl, give it to us, and I can talk to you in detail and from head to toe for a whole night."
Han Xiaohan had little knowledge and experience, but he was very smart and quick-witted. Seeing that the other person's smile was not funny and his eyes were wandering around him, he understood what he said. His face flushed slightly, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he took a step towards the round-faced man in black and asked, "Are you Japanese?"
"Yes!" the round-faced man in black said proudly. But just as he finished speaking, Han Xiaohan's knife was close to him. It was so fast that no one present could see how he drew the knife, and they didn't even know where his knife was. He just flashed and disappeared. When he reappeared, he was in front of the round-faced man in black. A three-finger-wide, one-and-a-half-foot-long, dull ordinary iron knife was less than three inches away from his chest.
After hearing two loud sounds, "plop" and "clang", the scene returned to calm.
People stared at Han Xiaohan with wide eyes, and the sound of inhaling could be heard from time to time. The round-faced man in black stood there with a wooden expression, his face pale, and beads of sweat flowed from his forehead, sliding down his cheeks and dripping onto the ground. He opened his lips slightly, and a stream of scarlet blood foam flowed out from the corner of his mouth. His throat moved, and he lowered his head slightly, only to see a tear in the black clothes in front of his chest, and then his eyes went black, and he fell straight forward. Soon, bright red blood spread on the ground under him.
Han Xiaohan felt sick, and the iron knife in his hand was still vibrating and making a buzzing sound. A square diamond-shaped dart was nailed to a tree not far from him.
It turned out that when he rushed to the round-faced man in black, the long-haired man knew that something was wrong, but it was too late to rescue him. He reflexively took out a diamond-shaped dart from his waist and threw it at Han Xiaohan's wrist holding the knife. But his speed was too fast, and it was not affected by his dart at all. The direction of the blade did not change, and the speed did not decrease. It instantly pierced the heart of the man in black, and then it was pulled out instantly, and the diamond-shaped dart was bounced back. It was his first time to kill someone, so he felt a little guilty. He stared at the corpse on the ground with a dazed look.
The long-haired black-clothed man had a face that was almost frozen, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent, emitting a trace of cold air. He said coldly: "Girl, what a fast knife, and a quick and cruel method."
Han Xiaohan was shocked, and then he came to his senses. He laughed at himself for being timid. During the war, his two grandfathers charged into battle and killed countless enemies. How wonderful it was. But he was already a little scared after killing only one person. How could he become a great man in the future? ! After thinking about it, he took a long breath, raised his head and said lightly: "Two points." Since childhood, Han Xiaohan has been instilled with the iron-blooded thought under the guidance of the two old monsters Han Changchun and Duan Qi, which has a great influence on his future behavior. Although Han Changchun has not read many books, he is indeed a genius, knowledgeable, well-versed in ancient and modern Chinese and foreign historical records, shrewd, and very cunning. He often said: Iron-blooded policies can fight for the world, seize the world, and defend the world. However, his ideas are difficult to be accepted by most Chinese people, including the leadership, who have a deep-rooted concept of agricultural tolerance. This may also be one of the reasons for his early retirement.