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"Are you sure you don't need to bandage it first?"
Dilu Modar acted like a good guy at this time, frowning and looking at the injuries on Sen Angus's body.
"Chief, why don't you let me fight in the last round?"
A slightly weak voice came from the crowd behind him, but it was Yu Le who had just finished bandaging and walked over.
"No, chief, let me go!"
"I'm going!"
Perhaps taking the lead, the members of Angus Hound also became excited at this time. They were no longer timid as before, and several people took the initiative to join the fight.
However, Sen·Angus just shook his head and stopped everyone.
These people may have good ideas, but the leaders of the other two Hound Organization may not come on stage in person because of their face.
But is this really the case?
Obviously impossible.
Ever since he came to power and bullied the younger ones, and since he mercilessly killed Vigis, the conflict between the three has been irreconcilable.
Even if it is what they think, with the strength of these people, Angus is bound to lose in the last round. It is better for him to compete with Cyril·Cross, at least there is hope of winning.
But to be honest, he doesn't feel sure yet.
If it were a complete victory, there might still be some certainty, but the injuries from the sneak attack by Dilu Modar just now have already affected his actions. Facing opponents like Cyril and Dilu who are good at rushing, even the slightest mistake would be fatal.
"How about... I'll do it."
Just when everyone at Angus Hound fell into silence because of Sen. Angus's shouting, a calm voice sounded from next to Sen. Angus: "It just so happens that I also want to compete with the two of them."
"You?"
Sen·Angus looked at the speaker with some surprise, Li Si, or in other words, Jack·Kobe·Angus.
The result seemed a little different from what he imagined.
He also had some small calculations in mind, otherwise if he really wanted to go up and fight after the sneak attack, he wouldn't have been here to show off.
He was waiting for "Brother Jack" to convince Master Angus to take action himself.
When we entered the city before, we could clearly see that my lord has brought his abilities into the game. With my strength, if I take action in person, I will definitely win.
This means that they Angus Hound successfully won 40% of the mine's output. Although they may not have any credit, at least they will not be blamed. At most, they will leave a bad impression.
Now this "Brother Jack" has indeed spoken, but it seems that he is not following the routine.
In person?
The skills Jack showed before may not be weak, but compared with Cyril·Cross and Dilu·Modar, there is still some gap.
In this case, it would be better for him to do it in person, at least the chance would be higher.
Immediately, Sen·Angus sighed in his heart and prepared to politely refuse.
But Jack's next words made him change his mind instantly.
"If I lose, it's my fault and I won't involve you."
Li Si said calmly.
"No, that's not what I meant."
Sen·Angus hurriedly smiled bitterly and shook his head, and explained in a "whisper": "Brother Jack, you may have good skills, but after all, the gap in basic attributes is there, and the two of them will not hold back in this situation."
"Anyway, I have only created an account not long ago, and there are no online tasks for the time being."
Li Si finished speaking in a "stern" declarative tone, then looked coldly at Dilu Modar and Cyril·Cross: "Which one of you will fight me first?"
"Finally finished grinding?"
Cyril·Cross glanced at Mori·Angus, and then slowly stood up from his seat.
"I'd better come first."
But at this time, Dilu Modar took the lead and said with a smile, "We Modar are satisfied with 40%. I will give you a stepping stone first, and you can fight for the rest."
Cyril·Cross curled his lips upon hearing this, but sat down again.
Dilu·Modar is indeed difficult to deal with. No matter what his plans are, it would be good to save some energy at this time.
"Okay."
Li Si's eyes stayed on Diru Modar's face for a moment, then he turned to Sen Angus and said, "Lend me your gun. I don't usually use this thing, so I didn't bring it with me."
"Normally you don't need to lend me a gun..."
Sen·Angus silently cursed to himself, but now that he was making a fortune and was happy that someone would take the blame, he naturally would not get entangled in such a small matter, and he readily unbound his two multifunctional pistols and handed them over.
This multifunctional pistol is just a standard product, not something very important.
"Wait and take a closer look."
After taking over the two guns, Li Si skillfully tried to switch ammunition, then inserted the two guns into the Angus's same style uniform on his waist, turned his head and said to Yu Le·Angus, and then turned around and walked into the circle that served as the ring.
"What are you looking at seriously?"
Yu Le was confused and confused by Li Si's incomprehensible words.
Wait... borrow the gun... seriously?
Suddenly, Yu Le had a guess in his mind, and quickly looked up at Li Si's back in disbelief.
Could it be Gun Kata?
It's impossible. This extremely unscientific thing is simply not something that humans can do. Even except for Mr. Angus, Cross and Modar can't do it.
Is it possible to train the calculation process over time?
This is simply a fallacy that is based on strong arguments. People will die of old age once they are trained.
And even if this Master Jack is really a super genius, so what? He doesn't seem to be very old. He has only been alive for twenty or thirty years since he was born in his mother's womb.
"I originally thought that this person was cold on the outside and hot on the inside. I didn't expect that he was so small-minded. He actually started to compete with me, a little soldier, just because of a few words. If I had known better, I would have stopped talking."
After thinking about the whole story, Yu Le couldn't help but feel a little depressed.
A few verbal arguments might not be a big deal, but now Master Jack is obviously competing with him. He borrowed a gun and wanted to let him have a good look at it. He wanted to go up and show off and educate him.
If the pretense succeeds, it's easy to say that the worst thing I can do is to be humble and receive a few words of education. But if the pretense fails, the fun will be great. By then, all the anger caused by embarrassment and embarrassment will have to be vented on him.
But... was the pretense successful?
Let's not even mention whether there really is such an unscientific thing as Gun Kata. Even if there is, now he is facing the leader of Modar. He may not be able to survive one round, and he is still pretending to be a fool!
Thinking of this, Yu Le suddenly felt that his future was bleak.