This time, Haokui was pushed directly to the ground by Wu Liuqi, making it difficult for him to move.
Even though he was pressed to the ground, Haokui still looked unwilling, struggling and roaring.
"Let me go, I want to duel with you!"
Wu Liuqi was speechless when he heard this.
He now seriously doubted whether this guy had a missing string in his head and was pushed to the ground by himself, and he allowed himself to let him go in a duel?
"I said, why do you have to beat me to prove that you are a man?"
Wu Liuqi looked a little helpless.
This guy's rich and powerful voice can tell people whether he is a boy or a girl as soon as he opens his mouth. Why do you have to beat others to prove it?
Haokui struggled twice, trying to break away but failed, and said breathlessly: "You defeated the Prince of King Sturt, which shows that you are a strong man. If I defeat you, no one will question my ability!
"
Questioning your abilities?
Wu Liuqi looked a little strange when he heard this.
"If you really think about it, you would have lost a long time ago." Ji Dabao rolled his eyes.
Haokui was startled when he heard this, then roared loudly, struggled violently, and said angrily: "No! I didn't lose! I haven't fallen, I haven't died yet, why did I lose?!"
There was strong unwillingness in Haokui's eyes.
Ji Dabao snorted coldly when he heard this: "You are pressed to the ground now and can't move. If Ah Qi wanted to kill you, you would have died a long time ago. And you still say you didn't lose?"
Haokui was startled when he heard this. Ji Dabao's words were like a thunderbolt from the blue, hitting his heart and shaking his mind.
Yes...I have already lost...
Haokui's face became lonely, frustrated, and his head drooped...
In fact, how could he not know that he had lost?
I was just deceiving myself just now...
Thinking of this, Haokui's mood dropped to the bottom.
"As expected...can't we defeat the enemy head-on without using despicable means...
I'm so vulnerable..."
Haokui closed his eyes in pain.
Wu Liuqi was stunned when he heard this, and gradually relaxed his hold on Haokui's hand.
However, Haokui stopped struggling and collapsed on the ground as if resigned to his fate.
"Kill me. A villain like me who can only use despicable means to defeat his opponents does not deserve to live in this world..."
Haokui's tone was weak and discouraged.
Wu Liuqi frowned, stood up, looked at Ji Dabao and said, "Aren't you an assassin ranked 1888th? This is much higher than my ranking."
Wu Liuqi's tone was a little envious.
The powerful leader in front of me is so weak, but he can actually have a ranking of more than a thousand. How did he come about?
A despicable means, could it be...
Wu Liuqi couldn't help but glance at Haokui's pretty face, and suddenly trembled, feeling a chill.
No way?
Haokui raised his head at this time and saw Wu Liuqi's expression, and sighed: "You are right."
"..." Wu Liuqi.
"..." Chicken Dabao.
The two boys who knew it instantly understood it almost instantly, and a storm suddenly arose in their hearts, and their outlook on life was severely impacted.
"I don't know any powerful martial arts, I don't have money to buy technological weapons, and I don't have any superpowers. I'm just a good-looking man..."
Haokui slowly stood up and sighed, with a deep sense of helplessness and reluctance in his tone.
He lowered his head and clenched his fists: "I have lived in the strange eyes of others since I was a child."
"They think I'm a pervert and it makes them feel sick and sick!"
"So I want to be an assassin, a scary and powerful assassin!"
Having said this, Haokui's unwilling eyes turned into helplessness again, and his clenched fists gradually loosened...
"But, my body is too weak, not even as good as ordinary people."
"I have tried exercising, but every time I end up with muscle strains or even serious fractures..."
Haokui's eyes were red, and tears could not stop flowing from his eyes.
He lowered his head, trying not to let Wu Liuqi and Ji Dabao see his ugly appearance.
When Wu Liuqi and Ji Dabao heard this, they looked at each other with complicated emotions.
"But I still want to become a powerful assassin, because only when I am strong can I not be called a pervert or disgusting."
Haokui wiped his tears fiercely, his tone choked with sobs.
"So I use my beauty to lure the enemy and kill the target."
"Only by using this despicable method can I defeat others and improve my assassin ranking."
Haokui suddenly raised his head, staring at Wu Liuqi with red eyes, pursed his lips, and looked unyielding.
"But I came to duel with you today, and I didn't want to use such despicable means to win, because even if I win, it will be disgraceful. This is not what a man should do!"
Haokui lowered his head, glanced at his little skirt, and smiled, not sure if he was laughing at himself.
This skirt gave him the courage to kill many bad guys and gave him confidence.
But this kind of confidence is false and a flimsy disguise!
Haokui took a deep breath, wiped away his tears with a firm expression, closed his eyes, and opened his arms: "I lost this duel, so please kill me."
Haokui had a determined look on his face, with no intention of regretting at all.
Wu Liuqi looked at him for a long time and was silent for a long time.
Finally, he spoke slowly and uttered one word.
"good!"
Wu Liuqi took a deep breath, his eyes narrowed, and he picked up the scissors in his hand without hesitation.
"Ah Qi?!"
When Ji Dabao saw this, he was shocked and looked at Wu Liuqi in disbelief.
However, Wu Liuqi ignored him, with determination in his eyes.
Whoosh!
The energy wrapped around the scissors, with the force of thunder, like a rainbow, stabbed straight into Haokui's heart!
In an instant, the scissors had already pierced Haokui's heart!
Poof!
There was a soft sound, and blood splashed everywhere, staining the wall of Dabao J's hair salon with a layer of blood.
The vitality gradually passed away, and Haokui, who was wrapped in confusion, felt the strong pain in his chest, and his expression actually showed a little relief.
I'm dying?
My life is really useless...
It seems that I have been living under the eyes of others my whole life, changing myself for the sake of other people's opinions...
Now, my life is at stake because of other people's eyes...
So tired...
Is it worth it?
Forget it, whether it’s worth it or not, I’m dead...
I hope that in my next life, I will not be able to live under the eyes and opinions of others...
Be your true self...
The corners of Haokui's mouth gradually rose.
It seems that in the face of death, everything is given up...
…
In the endless darkness, a white light suddenly lit up.
Haokui gradually opened his eyes, and a strong light came into his eyes. As his consciousness gradually awakened, a wave of doubt also arose.
Where... is this? Am I dead?
His vision gradually became clearer, and there was a dull pain in his chest. Hao Kui couldn't help but sit up with difficulty, only to see Wu Liuqi standing next to him.
"How does it feel to die once?"
Wu Liuqi spun the scissors on his fingertips and said with a smile.
Ji Dabao in the back was discussing the medical expenses with the miracle doctor, his face hurt.
Haokui was startled when he heard this, and couldn't help but touch his heart, but he only felt a thick layer of bandages.
He was in a daze.
In the face of death, other people's looks and opinions seem so worthless...
He couldn't help but ask himself.
I have survived, but do I still have to live so tiredly?