Chapter 1325: Splitting Up
Cooperation and mutual benefit were only worth advocating when you couldn't take everything for yourself.
If you could keep it all, who would willingly share the spoils with others?
Handing over benefits that clearly belonged to you—who'd be stupid enough to do that?
It was easy to imagine the guys following behind them were like flies drawn to the stench of blood, doggedly pursuing them and hoping to grab a huge bargain and make a fortune.
The last time around, the Mercenary Allied Forces had suffered considerable casualties and losses, but there was no denying that many of the teams involved had not only recouped their expenses but even made a little profit.
Money could move anyone. After one successful venture, both those who had profited and those who came later were bound to go crazy for another chance.
What if the rabbit hit the tree again—or even a pig ran into one?
The trailer inside was utterly silent.
More accurately, there wasn't a sound from Li Bai and Schulman's group, but Qingyao and Hong Li, the two Demonesses, were shouting away as they played online games. They were running dungeons as a team, professional teammates-wreckers for a thousand years. It was unbelievable...
"We can't let them take our spoils!"
After the young heir of Michael Defense Contractors told Li Bai and the others the news, he clenched his stemmed glass so hard it nearly broke.
Thinking he could crush a tempered glass with his bare hands was just wishful thinking.
"Anyone who comes gets beaten to death!"
Li Bai spouted nonsense. So far, he hadn't actually killed many people. Most of them had ended up wishing they were dead instead. He was truly awful.
"Exactly. We have to protect our spoils."
"Captain America," Everin Borg,