Tu Sha pressed down the Reverse Blade Sword in his hand, effortlessly neutralizing the one-eyed man’s fatal strike.
The next moment, both men simultaneously aimed an elbow strike at each other’s throats.
Their elbows collided, and each stumbled back several steps.
Seeing that he couldn’t kill Tu Sha, the one-eyed man’s eyes turned extremely dark, "Who on earth are you? Who sent you to mess with my Griffin Mercenary Corps?"
"I’ve said it already, I’m just passing by," Tu Sha pointed at the little boy and his sister, "Plus, I couldn’t stand watching you kill children, so I lent them a hand."
"Heh," Griffin sneered, "You’re not afraid of being hunted by us for helping them out? Let me tell you, our Griffin Mercenary Corps has over a thousand men, with branches all over the world. As soon as I send out your photo, no matter where you go, you will be chased down!"
"Threats are useless against me," Tu Sha was unfazed, "After all, I used to be an assassin. Would I be afraid of mercenaries?"
That statement completely baffled Griffin; he was an assassin, why would an assassin save someone?
How could an assassin with such a soft heart have survived until now?
Tu Sha ignored Griffin and turned to the siblings: "Little bro, come with me, I’ll take you out of here."
Unable to speak English, the little boy had no idea what Tu Sha was saying and began to gesticulate wildly, saying a lot.
Tu Sha spoke in the local language, "No need to panic, I understand what you’re saying. Let’s go, I’ll take you and your sister out of here. Once we reach a safe place, you’ll have to figure out how to survive on your own."
"Thank you, Uncle," the little boy said respectfully with a bow towards Tu Sha, then followed him away.
Griffin clenched his fists and watched them leave with a dark expression, not making another move.
He knew that the other had not used his full strength.
If he had really tried to kill Tu Sha, he would surely have been the one to die!
However, letting him go just like that was out of the question.
Their Griffin Mercenary Corps was the Killing God of this region, and if people found out someone had killed their men and still got away, it would be a direct slap to their face.
This was absolutely intolerable.
They might not match him alone, but they had numbers and firepower on their side.
There was nobody that guns couldn’t take down; if there were, then it’s just not enough firepower!
Tu Sha led the siblings out of the small town; ahead was a wilderness.
"Eat," Tu Sha gave the little boy some compressed biscuits, "There’s a hundred kilometers from here to the safest city. With your pace, it would take a whole day’s walking."
No sooner had Tu Sha finished speaking than a meaningful smile appeared on his face, "However, with a car, it would only take two or three hours. You guys go hide over there; I’ll come back with the car and take you away."
A dozen jeeps came racing towards them, mercenaries atop training their guns at Tu Sha.
"Eh? Didn’t the boss say this guy saved a couple of kids? There are no kids with him!"
"Who cares if it’s him or not, better to kill by mistake than to let one go!"
This group of mercenaries didn’t value human life at all, nor did they care if Tu Sha was their target or not; they immediately opened fire.
Bang bang bang bang...
The instant they started shooting, Tu Sha’s feet kicked off the ground, and like a cannonball, he charged towards one of the vehicles.
His movements ghostly quick, the mercenaries’ bullets couldn’t hit him.
In just a second, he dashed in front of the jeep and slashed out into the void with his sword.
The entire jeep was split in half, and the people inside were instantly sent flying by the Sword Energy, spitting out blood as they crashed to the ground!
"Ah! How could this happen?" The strength of Tu Sha stunned the Mercenaries, and in the few seconds they were dumbfounded, Tu Sha’s figure swiftly swept past their bodies—a one-strike kill!
Bodies littered the ground, which Tu Sha couldn’t bother to glance at again.
Although he, Tu Sha, also killed without blinking an eye, at least he had more of a moral baseline than them.
At the very least, he never killed the innocent, nor anyone beyond his target.
"Uncle..." The little boy’s voice rose from behind Tu Sha, who turned around to see a Military Dagger from the Griffin hanging by the little boy’s neck.
Tu Sha looked at the Griffin expressionlessly and said coldly, "And then? What do you want to do?"
"Hehe, weren’t you trying to save them?" The Griffin’s face was twisted in a cruel smile, "I, however, would like to see what you can do to save them!"
"If I can save them, I’ll save them; if I can’t, then I won’t." Tu Sha was very calm, "There are plenty of people in this world whom I can’t save. Saving them was just convenient, and if I can’t, then there’s nothing I can do about it."
"So, I’m definitely not going to sacrifice myself just to save someone. Of course, if I get injured or die, they won’t survive either, right?"
"Haha, indeed." The Griffin laughed out loud, "Since that’s the case, I’ll just take these two little brats’ lives."
"I have two last words to say," Tu Sha stopped the Griffin and said to the little boy, "Uncle can’t save you, you won’t blame your uncle, will you?"
"No." The little boy shook his head, his eyes filled with determination, "My mother said, if my sister and I die, then we could definitely reunite with mom and dad in Heaven. I’m not afraid of death at all!"
"Good." Tu Sha was very satisfied with the little boy’s answer, "If you die, I promise to bury you properly, and then I’ll kill this one-eyed dragon to avenge you. This is something your uncle can still do."
Tu Sha casually tossed the Reverse Blade Sword aside, his gaze fixed on the Griffin: "I give you two seconds to run, otherwise, you’re dead."
Feeling the intense and terrifying intent to kill emanating from Tu Sha, the Griffin’s hands couldn’t help but tremble.
How many people had to be killed to harbour such a powerful intent to kill!
If Tu Sha had said he was an Assassin before, the Griffin never would have believed it.
But now, the Griffin believed.
But why, when he was clearly an Assassin too, almost of the same trade, why did he have to meddle? Why!
"Two, zero!" As the words fell, Tu Sha’s figure rapidly advanced towards the Griffin.
The Griffin did not hesitate to push the little boy away because he could feel that Tu Sha was serious.
If he didn’t push the little boy away, he would surely be the one to die!
"Go to hell!" Seeing that Tu Sha had no weapon in his hand, the Griffin immediately thrust his military dagger fiercly at Tu Sha.
A flash of cold light streaked by, and the Griffin’s hands suddenly stiffened, motionless.
His remaining eye was filled with terror, as if he couldn’t believe that there was someone whose blade could be so fast.
The next second, the Griffin’s head fell from his neck, and blood sprayed toward the sky!
Tu Sha put away the Soft Blade in his hand, expressionless: "Let me give you an old saying from Xia Country: ’Don’t refuse the toast only to drink the forfeit!’"