"Hey!" The fat man patted his thigh sadly, regretting that he never saw Wilson and Delbora fighting in the end.
At the same time, he was keenly aware that the reason why Dead Man Ash had not participated in the war so far was probably because he had some other thoughts in mind.
No matter how fierce the fight is, it will eventually end, right?
So, what should you do after the fight?
Of course, let’s negotiate!
However, if the boss of both parties involved in the fight also participated in the fight, lost the prize, or was even killed, then negotiation may not be necessary.
At that time, all appeals will only be kidnapped by hatred.
In addition, once McCann and Su Lier become enemies, it will most likely be a disaster for Su Lier.
However, what about McCann? Is there any benefit?
Is it in McCann's interest to turn the forces he should win over into enemies for no reason?
How will this help McCann’s next plan?
The fat man put himself in the opponent's position, and after thinking about it, he roughly understood Wilson's tangled mentality at this time.
Very good, since we still have to negotiate in the end, what we have to do now is to try to add some bargaining chips in the negotiation!
He sorted out the context and felt more at ease.
"Brothers, step up and deal with these assassins! At the same time, be careful not to accidentally hurt our McCann allies!" The fat man did not hesitate and quickly threw out a reassurance.
"Mr. Wilson, it seems that Ms. Delbora has retreated. Why don't you take the people away for a while? There is a lot of chaos here. If I bump into you, the regent will be angry, and I can't bear it!
"He was afraid that Dead Man Ash wouldn't understand what he meant, so he pulled his neck and shouted again.
Wilson, who was still burning with anger over Philip's murder, finally felt better when he heard the fat man's cry.
"This fat man is different from those stupid Suriel people. He is still aware of current affairs! However, he is also cunning enough! If I retreat now, what else can I use to negotiate with you?!" The dead man thought in frustration, and he didn't
Heeding the fat man's "good intentions", he signaled his men not to join the battle and looked towards the battlefield.
Yafa's injection team is a new force.
These chosen people, who usually had nothing to do but had little concept of the country, changed the moment they stepped onto the battlefield.
They were first shocked by the strong smell of blood, and then their ferocity was aroused.
You are not allowed to bully an injector who is weaker than yourself; you are not allowed to have fights with other injectors other than dueling without a mission; you are not allowed to attack non-injectors without reason. This is what everyone who joins the injector alliance
, three basic prohibitions that must be observed.
Therefore, for the annotators who are restricted by the ban and are timid, the opportunity to practice is too rare.
The annotators of the Suriel branch are no exception.
Compared with sparring that is painless and painless, a life-and-death fight with fists and fists is certainly much more exciting!
They followed Yafa all the way here and were often tempted. Their hearts were unwilling to be lonely and they were already eager to try.
The cruelty of reality has made the annotators realize one thing. In fact, there is a prerequisite for being able to read books, practice martial arts, attract the attention of thousands of people, and be able to talk about everything. The years of doing nothing are peaceful and pleasant.
It's these Suriel warriors in the field who risk their lives and fight endlessly with the enemy to create and maintain an environment where everyone can enjoy themselves, right?
The mentality of this group of people changed so quickly and their understanding increased so much that even Yafa was unexpected.
He suddenly discovered that the "wastes" under his command had suddenly turned into tigers, or as if they had seen blood-eating sharks. They instantly integrated into Suriel's camp with high morale.
"Practice a thousand times is not as good as an actual battle! This really makes sense!" the old man thought happily, and at the same time, he turned up the volume and shouted: "Quick victory!"
With this shout, the pressure on the commando team suddenly increased.
In the battle with Sasha, Satu was firmly on top from the beginning.
No matter how hard the woman tries, he will always resolve it immediately and at the same time, he can inflict a wound on the other party.
If it hadn't been for the trouble caused by the long-legged girl sitting on the ground drawing talismans, Sasha would have died more than ten times.
In Satu's mind, Miaochun's threat was even higher than that of Sasha.
He has been taught by his master for many years, and his understanding of the art of magic is far better than Fatty's, so he was careful about the leg essence from the beginning.
Satu deliberately interrupted Miao Chun's spell several times, so that the other party could not summon the powerful puppet.
Even so, those vulnerable golden-armored warriors still slowed down his progress in capturing Sasha.
"Bang!" Satu's right arm flashed with yellow light, and he caught Sasha's ice pick, but took the opportunity to spin around and raise his palm to slap Miao Chun's head.
At this critical moment, three green rays of light struck Satu.
The Autumn Scythe swept across with the roar of the sharp blade breaking through the wind; the entanglement, like a spiritual arm clinging to it; the wooden thorn, a direct strike at an indomitable but cunning angle, struck at the same time with three injection techniques.
Even with Satu's ability, he didn't dare to neglect when he saw this, so he gave up the idea of raiding Miaochun and focused on resolving the crisis in front of him.
Seeing that their attacks had an effect on a high-level being, the three injection masters under Yafa were invigorated and their confidence doubled. They immediately formed a formation with Sasha who dodges over and entangled with the opponent.
stand up.
The long-legged beauty, on the other hand, had no idea what had just happened and was concentrating on drawing the spell.
"You have repeatedly interrupted my calls, so I will have to scare you to death with a big guy!" Miao Chun thought through gritted teeth.
Seeing the situation of the battle, with the addition of Su Lier's hundred troops, the commando side was obviously at a disadvantage, and Wilson became impatient.
"It sounds like something, but it's actually worse than bullshit! It's simply stupid and vulnerable!" He secretly hated it in his heart.
"If you can't take it, retreat! Don't destroy them all! That would be a huge scandal!" Wilson suddenly sent a message to Satu.
"Open!" With an explosive roar, Satu spun a boulder flying, forcing back all the people who besieged him.
He looked at Wilson coldly, and was immediately stung by the disdain in the other person's eyes and lost his mind.
For Satu, no matter what the final outcome of today's battle, he has been completely defeated.
Before Gou Shen left, he could still hear the warning that Fatty had a trick, but he still stepped into the trap designed by the enemy with arrogance.
This somersault was both hard and cowardly.
A small matter that was destined to be won ended up in such a situation. For Satu, who looks stable and peaceful but is actually arrogant, it is not only a setback, but also a shame that can never be washed away.
He regretted that he should not have underestimated his opponent, and that he should not have been more vigilant after learning about what happened to the Centurion in Marseille.
However, in this world, there is no medicine for regret. The big mistake has been made. The only thing to do next is to defeat the opponent and avenge the shame.
Satu had been following his master's orders carefully and did not want to expose more secrets of the commando team, but Wilson's contemptuous words and eyes had given the strong man no choice.
"Then let you despicable bastards see the true strength of the commandos!" He roared in his heart.
"Douluo!" Satu shouted.
"Brother, you...ouch!" Tox was startled by the shout, and while he was distracted, he already received a cone on the leg from Silaire.
Yes, now his speed dropped by another 10%.
As Satu screamed wildly, the members of the commando team were stunned for a moment, and many of them were hit several times by their opponents.
However, these people changed drastically in the next moment.
Their eyes were already blood red, and the energy around them suddenly surged to an incredible level.
Among them, the strength of at least five people rose to a high level in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, these commandos roared like beasts and began to launch crazy attacks on their opponents.
"Let me choke, what is going on?! You are still playing like this?!" The fat man was shocked when he saw this.
He made a decisive decision and shouted: "Everyone withdraws from the big tent! Crazy thunder, violent thunder leads the team to cut off the rear! Anyone who disobeys the order will not get food!"
While this guy was shouting, he ran out a long way away regardless of his own safety.
***The author has something to say***
Satu: It’s either tolerable or unbearable! There is no failure, only shared destruction!