Shadow of great britain

Footsteps gradually approached.

From a faint rustle to a loud pedaling sound.

Suddenly the footsteps stopped, and the sound of the back of the head hitting the wall also stopped at the same moment.

Willocks twisted his neck, and his cold voice cut through the tranquility of the alley.

"You finally came."

He exerted force on his back and stood up from the wall.

Those vicious eyes immediately fell on the police officer's knife in Arthur's left hand.

"Oh, I knew it. Dennis, that loser, that coward can't do anything."

Arthur spoke calmly, his voice sounding a little hoarse.

"Dennis is not a coward, he just doesn't have a choice."

Willocks spat at the ground: "It is a cowardly act to put yourself in a situation where you have no choice.

He could obviously challenge me like you, but he doesn't have the courage. He deserves it!

Even if Tom and Tony, two doormats, had the guts to do something, he didn't have the guts to do it.

Although those two fools who came to me would only receive a beating and an internal investigation, at least they knew how to resist.

But what about Dennis? He only betrays others. What is this kind of person but a coward?

After settling things between us, I will have a good talk with him. "

The corners of Willocks' mouth gradually raised: "Arthur, you know, I will definitely talk to him."

Arthur was in a very calm mood now, so calm that he couldn't believe it himself. He just took out the poker used for yesterday's card game from his trouser pocket, and carefully selected the suit and hand cards he liked.

When Willocks saw this, he laughed even more wildly.

"Arthur, what are you doing? Are you going to play with me before you die?"

Arthur took out four cards from the playing cards, held them between his fingertips and flew them into the puddle in front of Willocks.

"Choose the way you like to die."

Willocks looked down and saw four J's with images of people floating on the dirty water.

In English, there are many words starting with J.

For example, Junior represents junior, lower-status people, and also represents the impulse of young people.

For example, Just represents an upright and righteous person.

For example, Justice represents fairness and impartiality.

Another example is Judge, which symbolizes the final judgment and ruling.

Arthur untied his gloves and threw them on the ground in front of Willocks.

"You shouldn't have come to me. Can't your underdeveloped brain remember that I am the only Scotland Yard policeman who dares to patrol the East End alone late at night?"

Willocks stared at the four playing cards in the puddle, and the scar on his neck twitched ferociously.

"Arthur, how about you continue to give me tutoring lessons today? Although I am not a good student, I am always willing to ask for advice. Why do you have to choose one from four? Just tell me about all the poker portraits. ,how?"

Arthur said calmly: "Your idea is very bold, but I accept your proposal."

Willocks slowly drew out the saber from his waist. The cold light was harsh, and the sharp blade made his face even more terrifying.

Arthur glanced at his saber and commented: "It's a good sword. Has it seen blood?"

"certainly."

"In Waterloo?"

"Not only." Willocks grinned: "And St. Peter's Square in 1819."

Arthur's heart sank suddenly: "Willocks, you are indeed a bastard."

Willocks laughed wildly and said: "I remember this sentence. It was said by Arthur Hastings. I will never forget it in my life!"

He kicked on his toes and lunged towards Arthur. The first knife was aimed at Arthur's vitals. He wanted to stab his opponent's heart to the core.

The figure of Agares appeared in the alley, riding on the wall and shouting excitedly to cheer for Arthur.

"Arthur, my legendary swordsman! Show him all your skills. Don't forget how I trained you!"

In response to Willocks's offensive, Arthur didn't even draw his sword. He flew up and kicked the opponent in the stomach, kicking him directly to the wall two meters away.

He stabbed the jack of diamonds in the puddle with the tip of his police officer's knife, and then pointed the painted side of it at Willocks, who fell to the ground.

"Today's first lesson, the Jack of Diamonds, the son of King Priam, the brother of Paris, the legendary warrior who died at the hands of Achilles, the iron wall of Troy - Hector!

In an inevitable war, Achilles fights for honor, Paris fights for women, Agamemnon fights for profit, and only Hector fights for his country and people! "

Willocks held his abdomen, a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. He felt as if his ribs had been broken by the heavy blow just now.

"Arthur, you have some skills! Boy!"

Willocks endured the pain and stood up. He waved his saber and slashed hard at Arthur. This time he planned to smash Arthur's Tianling Cap directly.

This time Arthur drew his sword. He swung the sword across his head and not only caught Willocks' attack, he also hit Willocks hard on the cheek with his elbow.

The nosebleeds spurted out instantly, like a faucet that couldn't be turned off.

Arthur tapped his toes on the water, picked up the next card, and held it between his free left hands.

"Lesson 2, Jack of Clubs, the abandoned son of King Ben and Queen Elaine, raised by water fairies, King Arthur's close comrade-in-arms, the legendary dragon slayer, the Knight of the Lake from England - Lancelot!

Humility, honor, sacrifice, heroism, mercy, spirit, honesty, justice, he is the best embodiment of chivalry! "

Willocks had a nosebleed, and the bridge of his nose had been crooked. The severe pain and strong sense of humiliation made him almost lose his mind.

"Arthur, fuck you!"

He waved his saber, but his footwork was messy, and this attack was not even as threatening as the previous two.

Arthur just turned sideways and dodged the knife, and then appeared like a bee sting, instantly piercing Willocks' left arm.

Arthur leaned over and picked up the playing card that Willocks had stepped on, and displayed it in front of the opponent.

"Lesson 3, Jack of Spades, the son of King Geoffrey of Denmark, an enemy and friend of Charlemagne, the victor who defeated the Umayyad Dynasty, the knight blessed by the six fairies, the holder of the holy sword Katina There is, Hogle, the Mercy Knight from the North Country!

He died in the Pyrenees Battle against the pagans, but every Dane believes that death is just a long sleep, and he is still paying attention to everything in Denmark in his tomb.

Whenever the moment comes when Denmark needs him, Hogle will break out of his sleep without hesitation and wield his sword again to defend his country and people! "

Willocks covered his left arm, and his right arm holding the saber couldn't stop shaking. Blood flowed down the veins on his arm like a stream.

He swallowed his spit in embarrassment. He knew that he could no longer attack and defense was his last chance.

But Arthur obviously didn't care whether he was attacking or defending. He picked up the last card and stabbed Willocks with his sword.

"The last lesson, the Jack of Hearts, the attendant of Charles VII, the follower of Joan of Arc, the invincible god of war, the commander of the Battle of Orleans, the glory of France, the irritable knight accompanying the saint - La Hire!

Rahel said to the oppressors: Whatever you want Rahel to do for you, you must do for him. If you were Lahire, you would be God!

Rahel said to Charles: No monarch as glorious as you would happily sacrifice his country and people to his enemies!

His name is immortal because it is accompanied by Joan of Arc, and his words will not pass away because of the decay of his bones, but will only last forever as time goes by! "

There was only a clang sound and the saber fell to the ground.

Willocks fell to his knees, eyes filled with disbelief.

"Arthur, you, you, you fucking..."

With a thud, Willocks fell to the ground.

There was a streak of blood on each corner of his mouth, and on his chest was a bright red Jack of Hearts.