In his eyes, he was only the size of a palm, but it was this palm-sized person who not only stopped his punch suddenly, but even...

He lowered his head slowly, looking at the cracked ground with his big feet!

He doesn't even have the strength to support him, that's it, if he is really down-to-earth, then...

"call��"

He took a heavy breath, even though he was murderous, even though he was brave and fearless, and even though he never bowed his head, the fact he had to admit was...

"I lost."

He lowered his big head heavily, then slightly withdrew his fists, and slowly hung his hands on both sides of his thighs!

For the past hundred years, he has been invincible, crossing the desert. Although he was once defeated by the generals of the desert and trapped here, he never lowered his head.

Although he failed, personally speaking, he has never lost to anyone in a duel, so even if he loses, he can hold his head high.

But directly meeting this unremarkable human being in front of him...

He lost, and he was convinced that he lost!

boom! !

With a loud noise, the Slayer's huge legs bent down slightly, and following the muffled sound, he... suddenly knelt down!

"Win the king and lose the bandits! Kill or cut, do as you please!"

As soon as the words fell, he lowered his head even lower.

However, he waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for the fatal blow he imagined, and when he raised his eyes, there was Han Sanqian in front of him.

When he was wondering, Han Sanqian's leisurely voice suddenly came from the inner cell: "They are all sitting in the prison, I don't want to kill you, you go back."

"What?" The Slayer was taken aback suddenly.

In his world, killing is decisive, and the strong will naturally disregard human life, while the weak will be slaughtered like dogs and rabbits.

He lost, so he should be slaughtered by the victor, but why...

"Aren't you afraid that I will retaliate against you? In this cell, but you and I, I may assassinate you at any time, are you sleeping well?" The killer turned his head slightly, and asked sideways: "Also, do you want a companion?" ?�

"Because you kill too much, you have ghosts in your heart. If you win, you will kill the grass and roots. I am different from you." After Han Sanqian finished speaking, he smiled softly: "As for your so-called companion... I will go out tomorrow Now, it doesn't matter if you have a companion or not."

"Are you going out tomorrow?" The Slayer stood up slightly, and obviously said in disbelief, "Although you are indeed much stronger than I imagined, in this prison, wanting to go out is tantamount to wishful thinking."

"I have been imprisoned here for an unknown number of years. If I could get out, I wouldn't be like this."

"However, if you don't kill me, I don't want to owe you either. I can help you."

After finishing speaking, he walked slowly to the front of the prison with his huge body.

"You want to help me?" Han Sanqian looked at the big guy with a smile.

"It is completely impossible for one person to break through this prison, but if you and I work together, maybe we can try. If it succeeds, I will use my body to protect you from the siege of the Fang family, but the premise is, You and I owe nothing to each other."

Hearing this, Han Sanqian raised his head slightly and looked at the guy's huge and sincere single eye.

Although reckless and murderous, this guy also has a straightforward side, which changed Han Sanqian's outlook. JrNovels.com