"Since I don't irritate you, it's the same end. Of course I have to be angry with you. I can't make you feel better, can't I?" I continued to say to the dead old man in front of me.

"Boy, you're still very shallow." The old man gave me a cold glance.

"You think you're going to piss me off? If I'm really annoyed by you, don't I have no face? "

"So it is." I nodded as if I had taken it for granted.

"But if you don't get angry, how can your voice change? Can you tell me what caused this? "

Old Jueming frowned slightly, looked at me again, and said in a cold voice, "you are glib! Do you think this will change your own destiny? To tell you the truth, your fate is doomed to be not very good, but it's much worse for you to get angry with me. "

"That doesn't make any difference to me." I continued to say to the dead old man.

"It's all a death anyway. What kind of death is really not very important to me, so you don't need to think about it for me, do you understand?"

"Well! Good boy, do you want to show your own backbone? Yes, I'll help you. Go down and show your backbone to Yama to see if he will let you cast a good baby in your next life! "

Jueming old man sneered and said this, then he would start his body to attack me.

"Wait!" At this time, I suddenly stopped the action of Jueming old man.

Jueming stopped his steps obediently, glanced at me coldly, and said again, "what? Do you have any last words to keep before you die? "

"That's not the reason." I shook my head at Jueming old man.

"What do you want to do?" Jueming old man frowned at me and said.

"I mean, I think I need to fight for it again."

"Try again?" Jueming gave me a puzzled look and didn't understand what I meant.

"What do you want to fight for?" After thinking about it, Jueming asked me again.

"I don't think I can beat you." I said again.

Hearing what I said, Jueming old man laughed as if he had heard a joke, with a strong disdain in his laughter.

"Boy, we've just had a fight. You're totally vulnerable in front of me. Do you understand?" Jueming said to me again.

"It's true. It's frustrating for me." I nodded, of course.

"After all, old man, you are also a great master. It's no shame for me to lose to you."

"What are you talking about here? Fight for? What do you want to fight for? Can you win this kind of thing if you fight for it? "

"Not necessarily." I said again.

"In fact, I'll be honest with you. I've been fighting with you for so long, but my strength hasn't been fully developed."

Jueming was stunned, and then he laughed again.

Jueming old man stroked his beard, looked at me again, and said to me again, "boy, I didn't expect you to be shameless. If you lose, you will find the reason. It's the work of the weak. Do you admit that you are the weak?"

"I know it seems that I'm not good enough to say that." I continued.

"But I'm telling the truth. I didn't play my real strength because I didn't have any weapons at all."

"As if I had a weapon."

"That's different." I glanced at the old man again.

"I think you can understand such a truth, don't you, old man? Some people are especially good at fighting with bare hands. What weapons they give them will greatly reduce their combat effectiveness. I think you may be such a type, old man. "

"Hey! Are you kidding me? Don't tell me, old man, I'm almost proficient in all 18 kinds of weapons. I don't have any weakness in this aspect. You should die of this heart. " Old Jueming thought I was trying to belittle him. Naturally, old Jueming would not admit it.

"I don't mean that. Listen to me." I went on.

"I'm just taking you as an example, but I'm not of this type. In fact, when I had weapons in my hand, I was much more powerful at that time. Now that I don't have anything in my hand, my combat effectiveness is greatly reduced, so you can easily beat me. If you give me a weapon, it may not be that simple. "

"Do you think it's possible?" Old man Jueming glanced at me again.

"Boy, we are not playing the family. We are fighting for life and death. My purpose is to kill you. Do you expect me to find you a weapon? You haven't woken up yet? It's all daylight. ""You just bully a much weaker me, and you can't hang on your face, can you?" I continued to say to the dead old man.

"Although I haven't heard of you before, I think you must be a famous person in a certain level. If bullying the younger generation is spread, how can you survive?"

"You look down on me, don't you?" Jueming old man sneered.

"That's why I can't stand it? Don't worry, my heart is not so fragile. You don't need to worry about this. Besides, even if I bully you, what can I do? Is it possible for someone to tell what happened here? "

"Don't you think they're human?" I pointed to the group of people in black watching the play.

Jueming was stunned. He turned his head and looked at his men. Then he turned to me again and said, "it has nothing to do with you. After all, you are about to become a dead man. What does a dead man think about? You just have to accept your own destiny, and that's enough. "

"I don't want to just accept my destiny." I glanced at the old man again.

"As I said, I really want to fight for it for myself. After all, I can't get through being killed by you, can I? That's why I've always wanted to show you who I am. "

Hearing what I said, Jueming's eyes narrowed down again and looked at me up and down. He didn't know what the old man was thinking.

After a long time, Jueming said with a smile: "boy, I didn't expect you to be really interesting."

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