Chapter 23: resentment

While talking, McGee used his greasy big hands to pinch the head. This action made Sean almost never spit it out. Just listen to his nickname. This guy has a soft spot for other people’s heads. I don’t crush one or two heads every day. I feel uncomfortable. I don’t feel good when I eat. The problem is that this pervert who has a soft spot for other people’s heads uses the same hand to crush other people’s heads and eat. The habit of using chopsticks or washing hands makes Sean disgusting just thinking about it, and she will never eat with this guy in the future.
Without waiting for Sean to speak, Clayton the Scavenger went back in a weird manner: "What you think is pretty beautiful. For the price of a cook, you hire a super chef, plus a witch. Doctor, a wise man, with such a good thing, I am afraid it is not your turn."
"I'm talking, there's no place for you, a man or woman, to intervene." McGee didn't even give the other person a straight eye, and directly pushed back hard, "You old vulture squatted in the den honestly. , Why are you running out? I'm not afraid of flashing my wings, there is not so much carrion here for you to eat, if you dare to hit my little brother's idea, even if you chase to the end of the world, I will tear you up."
"How do you say it?" The bodyguard, who is inseparable from Clayton, jumped out first and glared at McGee the Skullcrusher. If he were placed among the Andis mountain people, he would be considered a tall and burly one, but he was placed in Skullcrusher. In front of McGee, just like a half-old child, even if he is squatting, he needs to look up, his aura is obviously shorter.
Some people like the nickname given to him by others, such as McGee. They are very satisfied with the name of Skullcrusher. They just hang on to their lips when there is nothing to do, and even their own banners have been replaced by big hands holding their heads. As your own unique symbol.
But some people don’t catch the nicknames given by others. Clayton is a typical one. If anyone calls him by his nickname in front of him, it’s the same as scolding him in person. For this reason, he even killed someone. He prefers the title of Falconer. The mountain eagle he raised is one of the best in the Andes Mountains. He likes to call everyone an eagle, but this title is a self-proclaimed at best, and no one recognizes it. , Even the people in his territory must scold a scavenger in private.
"Want to fight?" McGee the Skullcrusher hulled and stood up, all of them were naked chested men with black hair and muscle bumps. Although they were not as exaggerated as McGee, none of them were under two meters tall. Yes, these people have more or less the blood of the Kentana barbarian, and only the race with the giant blood can make people grow such a size unreasonably, and they are eager to try and talk about it. They had never been afraid of anyone in the fight.
What kind of soldiers should be brought by what kind of soldiers? A brutal man like Skullcrusher McGee is absolutely impossible to bring out a bunch of gentle literary soldiers, eating big pieces of meat, big bowls of drinking, and it's them. It’s a normal life. It’s uncomfortable not to do two racks every day. The people Clayton brings are a lot of thoughts. They will definitely not do the losing trades, and they lose three points in their momentum. It's hard to fight.
Of course, it is impossible for Sean to let the two parties fight, smiling and closing the field: "No matter what kind of grudges the two have in the past, please let them go today, because this time we have to deal with our common enemy, this time Even if the nail of the Bastille can't be removed, as long as they are disabled, we will have a good life in the next three to five years. Do you think it's your Excellency Clayton."
Clayton the Scavenger is such a shrewd person. The last sentence of Sean was directed at himself. Obviously there was something in the words, which meant that even if he had a private connection with the Bastille in the past, it would be better to get rid of him. Although there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his heart, he still smiled and said: "Mr. Tang said righteousness, and I personally agree very much. Otherwise, my people and I would not appear here, would they? But I have A small worry, all of this is based on Mr. Tang’s speculation. Of course, I don’t have any doubts about Mr. Tang’s ability, but there is always a case, if the people in the camp opposite did not expect it. It’s so important in the middle, or old Bolton is timid and unwilling to get into trouble, and keeps behind closed doors. Our plan is just empty talk. Based on our current people, we want to gnaw on the Bastille, but we just have our own teeth. Collapse, don’t blame me for telling me the ugly words. My small business is small, but it can’t stand the toss. If that happens, I’m going to quit.

"Old vulture, what are you talking about?" Skullcrusher McGee yelled. "Your grandfather is one of the best heroes, how could you give birth to such an unkind thing? If your grandfather knew your current virtue, back then You should be forced to die in the ditch, because there are too many people like you who have no eggs, we will let people bully to the front of the house."
"You are so capable, why don't you go by yourself?" Clayton looked disdainful. "After living for nearly thirty years, I haven't seen you really smashed with them. The name of the emotional skull crusher is It comes out of the mouth."
"To deal with those bastards, when will I be left behind?" McGee patted his chest. "Which one of you dare to say that I have an interest in dealing with those mice? I have killed 800 rats without a thousand. What about you? How many of your own people have been sold to those scumbags over the years? Have you sold your own old mother together?"
The grievances between the two cannot be clearly stated in one or two sentences. When the two met and did not fight, they had already given Shawn a lot of face, and it was a normal daily life to talk to each other. Eun couldn’t help but wonder if it was a wrong decision to invite these two masters at the same time, but if you don’t invite Clayton the Scavenger, let alone McGee worry about it, even Sean would worry about it. He is a master who has no lower limit. Who knows if he will sneak attack on McGee the Skullcrusher when the two sides are fighting the most intense.
　　 Xiao En patiently explained: "Your Excellency Clayton and I, Sean, are not the first day to deal with each other. Have I ever done something unreliable and made you suffer a little bit?"
"This has never happened! Although Mr. Tang is not very old, he does not leak in his life and work, even if I am an old man who has lived for almost 40 years, I am ashamed." Clayton said sincerely, and after careful calculation, two people know each other. It’s been seven or eight years. I met for the first time. I didn’t have my thighs. I heard that he was the genius doctor I was going to hire. I almost didn’t cut off the subordinate he sent out. But the other party’s old-fashioned style and superb medical skills matched him. His age formed a sharp contrast, which left a deep impression on him. He has to admit that there are people like evildoers in this world. If he hadn't stood behind a scary warlock, it would be hard to say whether he would not. Human nature is selfish to let the other person live to the present, especially in this wild world without legal constraints. Seeing a genius close to enchantment, the first reaction is to kill him to prevent him from riding on his head in the future.
"Excessive reputation." Xiao En said with a smile, "I will not assure you, but not long ago, my sentry reported that the people in the Bastille have already left the city. The number is no less than two thousand. The elite marksman spilled out as a whistle. It is possible that Bastille’s city owner Bolton personally led the team."
　　 "What?" Skullcrusher McGee jumped up when he heard the words, his eyes were burning with raging flames, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Really the old fox personally dispatched?"
"The news is absolutely okay. The probability of Bolton personally leading the team is only 60 to 70%. It is speculated based on the marksman guard who has always been inseparable from him. In order to hide, the sentry did not observe and verify it closely." Shaun truthfully. Answered, he knew very well the extent of Skullcrusher McGee's hatred of Bastille Lord Bolton, so he didn't say everything enough, as the saying goes, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.
It is said that McGee’s mother’s death is directly related to the slave hunters. The murderer of the year is no longer available. So when he grew up, McGee hated Bolton, the original instigator, thinking that without him, there would be no back. With vigorous slave hunting activities, his mother will not die. Although this logic is a bit of a robber, Bolton is indeed the initiator of the slave hunting movement, and it is not wrong to be hated for this.
"Sixty to seventy percent is not young anymore." McGee turned excitedly, "This old bastard, the older he is, the less courage he is. For the past ten years, he has been nestled in his turtle shell and refused to come out. There is no chance for his troubles, and he must not be allowed to run away this time. Your kid has a clever head, and all the people I bring are under your command. I have only one request. The old guy’s life is mine, and I want it. Smash that old bastard's head with your own hands."
　　 "No problem." Sean accepted without hesitation, even if Skullcrusher McGee wants to lead the way, UU read www.uukanshu. He wouldn't give it to Com. As soon as the opponent saw blood, he entered a state of mindless violent killing. Under his leadership, there was no tactics at all except for a mindless charge.
Sean and McGee the Skullcrusher turned their eyes to Clayton the Scavenger at the same time. Compared with the gentle gaze of the former, the evil intentions and threats of the latter are clearly revealed. If you dare to say a word, you will be on the spot. he.
Clayton, the scavenger, felt a sudden in his heart and regretted in his heart secretly. He knew that this little fox, Sean, was not easy to deal with. Why did he have to come to this muddy water? After careful calculation, he has never been in this little fox. What kind of benefits the guy can get, even if he gets it, in hindsight, it is the bait that people throw to him, and the price he pays later is even greater, but in the process, he also gets the benefits, and there is really no way to trouble others.
That’s right, it’s not McGee the Skullcrusher that really frightens Clayton the Scavenger, but Sean, who appears to be harmless to humans and animals. There is an old saying in the Andes that barking dogs don’t bite and bite. His dog doesn't bark, and Sean obviously belongs to the latter.
　　 "Listen to the arrangement." People had to bow their heads under the eaves. Seeing the wind and swallowing the rudder was commonplace for him. He had the final say anyway.
But Clayton soon discovered that he had underestimated Sean’s methods. The other party actually planted a man next to him. After a simple reorganization, he was actually overhead. This overhead is very fragile. Replace it with normal as long as he goes out. Show up, this kind of overhead will disappear. The problem is that the skullcrusher McGee's bear followed him from beginning to end, looking at his head maliciously, so that he can only shrink his head. As soon as the tortoise did it to the end, his heart was secretly ruthless, as long as he was given a chance, he would never let these two guys get better, his mother, it was calculated on Laozi's head.