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Winter and dusk.
There was a man with a knife in front of him.
"You have only one choice for me or a knife ." The man said to him.
His head always hangs down, but when he sees the knife, his eyes suddenly shine like a wolf.
That is a very common knife and a pig knife. The knife is even blunt.
"I never trust lawyers. I only trust my hands and my knives ."
Door, closed.
He only has a knife in his hand, and he does not even wear pants.
He had a pair of trousers, but he used them for the knife.
It's cold in winter, but he doesn't think.
Because as long as there is a knife on his hand, his blood is hot.
He stood there, motionless, like a wolf surrounded by hunters.
He wants to maintain his physical strength for the first battle.
He must not waste any unnecessary consumption.
He even began smoking.
The knife is his brother, while the smoke is his lover.
The air gradually solidified and the smoke grew shorter and shorter in his hands.
Smoke turned red at the last point in his hand, just like a lover's smile.
His blood began to boil.
But he suddenly threw the knife to the ground.
"I lost ."
Hunters flock together to capture prey.
No one knows how he is defeated, but he understands it.
This is a pig knife, but it cannot kill a dog.