Chapter 38: Capture Skog, the wolves

"Ahem, Gawain Ackerman, you won me, you can't win the Malays." Skogg spit out a mouthful of blood, sat up and said, "The Eldia can't win. Only those who rely on Marais are kings. "I was expressionless, and stabbed Skogg's left thigh with a stab, then used an arrow to penetrate his right shoulder and nailed him to the tree. I ignored the latter's screams and grabbed his neckline. , Forcibly suppressed the urge to kill him and said, "Tell me, why do you want to do this? You can take refuge, why do you want to start with the Hank family?! Hank treats you not badly, why do you TM? Do you have the slightest humanity?!" At the last few sentences, I almost roared out, thinking of what I saw and heard when I returned home, tears couldn't help streaming out.
Skog took a few breaths and suddenly laughed. The laughter grew louder and louder, and finally turned into a crazy laugh, "Hahahahaha..." I slammed his face with a punch, and stepped forward one knee. The bump was on his chin, the last elbow was on his right cheek, and the laughter stopped abruptly. "Puff," Skog spit out two teeth, took a few breaths again, and said in a disdainful tone, "As the descendants of the devil, they should feel honored, just for their ancestors. Atonement, you have to learn to be grateful. We are all Eldia. It is our honor to help the Malays. Yeager and Hank don’t even know what to do..." I was so angry that someone broke in. In your home, kill your family, and then say, "This is your honor, you have to learn to be grateful." At this time, all normal people will take out a knife and kill the son of a bitch.
I kicked his face and interrupted his nonsense, and pulled the dagger from his leg. Skog let out a depressed scream, but I had no sympathy for this scumbag, "You just Enjoy my revenge." I said indifferently. Skog's eyes flashed with fear, but he still insisted, "The Malays will not let you go." I sneered and raised the dagger. At this moment, a howling wolf came from a distance. "In the jungle, the smell of blood will attract terrible predators." I remember that I read such a sentence in a book, and listening to the movement, it seemed to be a big pack of wolves. I chuckled and made a few non-fatal wounds on Skog with a dagger, then wiped the blood from the dagger with the clothes of a dead military policeman, and inserted it back into the scabbard. In the process , Skog never said a word.
I waited for a few minutes, until I saw a green light shining nearby, and then rushed to the tree. "The wolves are here," I said to Skog, who was struggling to get up under the tree. "You talk to them." Talking about the glory of the Malays, take them to the Malays by the way." "Woo~" The wolf howl sounded, and the pack of wolves surrounded them, obviously, compared to the corpses on the ground, they were obviously against Sco. Grid was more interested in the living prey. Skogg began to curse me in the most vicious language he could think of. The wolves didn’t care what this guy was saying. There were a few wolves howling, several gray wilds. The wolf pounced on Skog and tore several pieces of meat at him. Skog screamed and fought back with his fists, but it had no effect other than stimulating the ferocity of the wolf...