"I kill you!"

Persca spitted out the large piece of meat that he had just bitten off, yelled, and pounced at the drunk again.

At this moment, the drunkard with blood flowing from his neck was already awakened by the pain and a little drunkenness. Looking at Persca who was in a madness and rushed towards him, the drunkard showed fear on his face.

As soon as I turned over, I was ready to run.

It’s a pity that he was drunk and could not escape Persca who was crazy?

In just less than two seconds, he was entangled by Perska again, and his right arm was tightly held by Perska.

Persca opened his bloody mouth and bit his arm like this.

Crunch.

"ah!"

The drunk man twitched and screamed, then gritted his teeth, waved his fist and smashed it on Persca's head: "You beast! Let go of me! Otherwise I'll kill you now!"

His thoughts are a bit naive.

At this time, Persca, who had been blinded by anger, could he deal with the threat with just a few words?

The drunk man obviously realized this, and took advantage of Perska's biting his arm tightly, and suddenly bent his elbow and raised his legs, hit Perska's abdomen.

Persca said softly.

In the pain, he had no choice but to let go of his mouth and cover his lower abdomen, but when he let go, the strong man endured the pain and ran out the door.

After scanning his eyes and curled up on the ground with his stomach covering his stomach, he said, "I can let the criminal leave, but Persca's experience has won my sympathy, so... "Leave him for me."

I said lightly, and the two team members immediately picked up their guns and fired.

Those who can be sent by the company to perform tasks are among the elites of all the battles. This kind of close-range shooting is nothing more than pediatrics for them.

Several shots in succession all hit the drunk man's legs.

While blood was splashing everywhere, the drunk man fell to the ground with a plop, and his legs were shot more than seven times, but this time, he was so painful that he didn't even have the strength to wail. He just lay on the ground in pain and helplessness, grabbed the door frame with one hand, opened his mouth wide, and made a dry sound in his throat.

"Ha...he..." Two team members quickly stepped forward. One of them grabbed the drunk man's back collar and lifted it up directly. The other took out the medicine bag from his pocket, took out an injection, and stabbed it on the drunk man's back.

These two team members still know how to wink.

I smiled slightly: The injection contained morphine, and the effect was stimulant.

Injecting this strong man with one shot can prevent him from falling out of coma due to pain.

Persca, who had just been hit in his abdomen, also came back to the god at this time. He turned his head and whispered to me, and then his red eyes stared at the drunkard.

"He said...thank you."

Linguists stood beside me and translated Persca and their language for me.

At this time, I had actually expected the ending of this drunk man, but I was not in a hurry because I admire Persca very much, and my intuition told me that if I kept him by my side, he might provide me with unexpected help.

"Don't you think it's a bit of a waste of time?"

No.7 wrapped her hands around her chest, glanced at Persca and the drunk man indifferently, then fell on me and said with a frown.

"Do you have any objection?"

I smiled.

As the captain, it’s not his turn to point fingers at me.

After hearing what I said, No. 7's mouth twitched slightly, and a displeasure flashed in his eyes, but he said, "No...", it can be seen.

At first, after Deary died, this guy was eager to show his loyalty, so he followed my orders.

But now a few days have passed.

The deterrent effect that Dery had caused to him when he died also decreased a lot, so this guy is now dissatisfied with my orders, but it's not bad. As long as the mission is not over yet, as long as I am still the captain of this team, he will not dare to act rashly.

"It's you!"

Suddenly, I hated the most when I saw Perska's bloody face, and suddenly my eyes widened, and I spoke tremblingly as if I had recognized Perska.

And linguists also began to translate for us: "You are that little monster! Why are you still alive? Shouldn't you be sold to the mine and died there?

Oh no...you're a monster, you're back, am I dreaming!"

"You will pay the price for what you have done."

Perska said gritting his teeth.

Of course, his words were translated by linguists for us.

This sentence made the drunk man struggle wildly as if he was fucked. He was shot several times and drunk, but he was so drunk that he was not as good as the opponent of two strong mercenaries.

He could only watch Perska walk towards him step by step, but he could only struggle under the constraints of two mercenaries.

"Don't come over!"

“What do you want?

Is it money? I have it! Just talk about how much you want, I can give you all my money!"

The drunk man begged.

There was no doubt that he had already felt that Persca wanted his life! But Pasca was indifferent to his words. He clenched his fists tightly, bared his bloody teeth, and said hatefully: "All those who bully my sister will die!"

At first, the drunk man was stunned for a moment, then reacted and screamed, "Bully your sister?"

"I spent money on sleeping with your sister! This is something you want, how can it be called bullying?

And, and he is just a blind woman!”

"What's more, it's not just me who has visited your sister's business!"

I don’t know if it’s because of drunkenness or because his IQ is like this.

When he said this, I felt like a fool. Although I knew very well that this guy wanted Perska to let him go, what he said was like adding fuel to Perska.

Sure enough, as I guessed.

After hearing the drunken man, the blue veins on the forehead burst out, looking extremely ferocious, like a hungry ghost who wanted to eat people: "Who has ever been there?"

"Apart from a few immortals, all men in the town have come."

The drunk man completely overwhelmed the only slightest bit of Persca's remaining sanity with just one sentence.

Tsk.

I glanced at the woman who was crying at my feet.

The daughter of a wealthy manor, although she was born blind, she lived no worse than ordinary people. However, her fate was too miserable... Both parents died and were forced to pick up customers.

If Persca was replaced by me, I'm afraid I'll have the heart of this drunkard now.
Chapter completed!