Convincing

"Boring." Able pointed his sword at Zhang Jue. "Tell me where Cain is."

At the mention of the name Cain, the murderous aura in his body rose again, and the long sword in his hand buzzed. Needless to say, if Zhang Jue didn't answer his question, what was bound to come was a slash, and presumably, if he answered the question, he would be slashed as well.

"Can you tell me exactly why you want to kill him so badly?" Zhang Jue tried to communicate with Able in an attempt to extract some inside information since Cain never talked about that. He was very curious about what Cain had done to Able in this world that had caused the brothers to turn against each other. Ten million years had passed, and Able's killing intent was still so strong.

But Able is not a nagging person. Since Zhang Jue does not answer the question, he doesn't bother to say more. In his eyes, only the strong have the right to ask questions. Therefore, the only thing that responded to Zhang Jue was a long, pitch-black sword.

Able crouched deeply, then launched himself steeply, rushing towards Zhang Jue like a cheetah, and the distance between the two reduced in a flash. One second, Able was a few dozen meters away, and the next second, he was already in front of Zhang Jue.

A slash was made. In the nick of time, Zhang Jue stepped aside, just in time to dodge it.

"Hm?" Able paused. It seemed that this young man named Zhang Jue had just dodged his sword, not by chance, but with real strength.

It had to be said that Zhang Jue's study of the Chinese arts with Chen Xiao was still effective. His dodge of Able's attack was not a deliberate action. When Able disappeared from sight and reappeared, his body involuntarily moved a step to the side. It was such a small step that allowed him to dodge the difficult angle of the sword. Before his brain could react, his body had already moved. The so-called conditioned reflex was the cause of it.

Zhang Jue knew that this was all because Chen Xiao had taught him well and that the beatings he had received during his martial arts studies had not been in vain. However, these thoughts were made when Able failed to land a blow and turned his sword sideways, sweeping a big slash in a single move.

Zhang Jue took a few steps back and bent his waist to the limit to avoid it. When Able saw that he was dodging his attacks, he snorted coldly. He gave Zhang Jue a sinister gaze but didn't pursue him again.

At this moment, an unfamiliar voice came from Zhang Jue's headset, "Advisor Zhang Jue, this is 'Eagle' Captain Varengus. My team has surrounded the hill where you and Able are as planned. The missiles are ready. When will they be fired?"

"Not yet." Zhang Jue pressed his headset, "The terrain here is complicated. With Able's current state, it will definitely not kill him unless you get a medium-sized missile to come. It would be best if you guys stood by for now. When the time comes, I will give you the call."

"On it," Varengus said, "Then Advisor, how will you go to get away from Able's pursuit? Do you need us to pick you up?"

"No need." Time was short. Zhang Jue was concise, "The opportunity is tight. As soon as I give the order, you and your team have must launch the missiles. Don't mind about if I live or die later, do you understand?"

This sentence immediately made Varengus stand in awe. Advisor Zhang disregarded his personal safety, only to contain Able. What a noble choice, no wonder he could be hired as an Advisor by the Foundation at a young age.

Looking at Zhang Jue in the surveillance video, Varengus saluted and responded in a low voice, "Understood!" Varengus changed his perception of Zhang Jue because of one sentence, and that was because he did not know enough about Zhang Jue.

Even if Hael were here, he would have guessed that Zhang Jue's purpose would not be so simple. In the words of his assistant, "Advisor Zhang Jue has more tricks in his sleeves than the Danube River fishes."

The most important reason why Zhang Jue didn't let the 'Eagle' kill Able immediately with fire coverage tactics was that he wanted Able's body- ahem, no—gaining Able's ability. He risked the risk of being beheaded to get here, and if he hadn't been able to get his hands on Able's abilities, Zhang Jue's would drown in a full of regret.

The SCP ability is currently only a step away for him to grab. If he couldn't get something out of it, he would be sorry for the rest of his life.

Zhang Jue used the walkie-talkie to talk, but Able didn't care about it. These people can use tactics and weapons that he has been familiar with. He was confident enough to dodge it in such a complex terrain as long as he was given time to react, no matter what kind of thermal weapons, except for nuclear missiles.

He was to chase when Zhang Jue suddenly smiled. "Able, before coming here, many people told me how strong and powerful you were. But now it seems you're a little disappointing. Is that all you have to offer?" Hearing Zhang Jue's words, Able froze.

Able had killed many people, and they had said nonsense words before they died. There were those who begged for mercy, those who cursed, and those who said he was cruel. But Zhang Jue was the first to say that he was not strong enough.

Able was aggressive by nature. He was killed countless times by the Foundation and back in that coffin. He allowed himself to die, only not to be called weak. It was an insult to him. He narrowed his eyes, clearly enraged by Zhang Jue's words.

"Only the weak are as noisy as flies." Angering an enemy, especially a strong enemy like Able, was a very unwise choice.

When Varengus heard their conversation, he couldn't help but sweat for Zhang Jue. But the next second, Zhang Jue revealed his trick.

"Able, aren't you ashamed of bullying an unarmed man like me with the long sword in your hand?" It must be said that Zhang Jue was actually very shameless in saying this. Unarmed? How come you say unarmed when you just machine-gunned Able from the helicopter?

But Able is not someone who likes a chit-chat. He coldly said, "What do you want?" Seeing that Able had fallen for it, Zhang Jue smiled.

"A duel between strong people. Of course, it has to be fair. You are now holding a long sword while I have nothing. Isn't that clearly bullying? How about this, you give me a sword too. If I can't beat you, I will surrender to you."

For Zhang Jue made such a rude request. Probably the most famous line is "No need to talk about kung-fu morality with this kind of scum. Let us all go all out together".

However, Zhang Jue is not an ordinary person, and Able is not. Their thoughts are not at all can be understood with common sense. Able carefully thought about it and nodded.

"Okay, since you asked for it."

Shit. The fledgling squad members who heard their conversation were all stunned. Zhang Jue and Able had just recovered. This is the way to treat the enemy? No wonder villains die from talking too much.

Able did not know that he had been labeled as a "fool" by the 'Eagle' team members. He held his left hand in an empty grip, and with a swish, a long black sword appeared out of thin air—precisely the same as the one in his right hand.

He threw the long black sword to Zhang Jue, "Here, I'm going to make you die with honor."

Zhang Jue caught the long sword in his hand weighed it a few times. He shook his head helplessly and sighed in his heart.

"My brother, you're indeed a simple-minded person. You're destined to die in a very stifling death. Something that is the opposite of what your mouth and heart just said."