Chapter 27 Challenge

"Milovic."

At this time, in addition to being a little pale, Martha's face looked much calmer. She stood side by side with Tiemule and looked at the man and said coldly, "Mr. Tie is just an ordinary guest in the hotel. What's your intention to involve him? If you want to find an excuse to deal with me, the means are too clumsy.

"Martha, you look down on me too much and yourself too highly." Milovich smiled gloomyly: "If I really want to deal with you, do I need to make any excuse?"

Martha said coldly, "Are you looking for an excuse? You know it very well, otherwise you wouldn't have tried to force me to comply before."

Milovich smiled and said, "Martha, your words hurt my heart. In the past, I pursued you completely out of admiration. When did I force you again... We don't need to say more nonsense. When you refused me, you said that you were not interested in men, and you said that you would never find men all your life. I gave up my pursuit of you out of understanding, but what is your relationship with this man? Hey hey, since you lied to me, you have to give me an explanation, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude.

Martha's face turned a little pale again. Obviously, she was very afraid of Milovich's intimidation and said calmly, "Milovic, you can't talk nonsense. Do you have any evidence to prove that I have an unusual relationship with Mr. Tie?"

"Evidence?" Milovic sneered with great disdain, "What evidence do you need? Does it have to be evidence that you two men and women are raped in bed? Hey, Martha, listen to me. I'll give you another chance. If you promise to serve me sincerely from now on, I can let you go this time and this Mr. President from Monet Mine. If you still don't want to, you should be very clear about the consequences, right?"

Di Changli's black eyes were slightly condensed. This Milovich had obviously figured out the origin of himself and others, but he didn't know how much he knew.

Martha's eyes were more frightened. When she was about to say something more, Tie Muller couldn't help laughing and said, "This guy, I don't know why you are so enthusiastic about the things between me and Martha. Is it because she is your grandmother's sister, or because my brother is your grandfather's brother?"

Milovich was stunned and turned his mind before he understood Tie Muller's words. He couldn't help but be furious: "* Raised bastard, you are the first to dare to mock me so many years. Good, I promise you will regret why you got out of your mother's belly."

"Brother, my brother is scared to death now. If you want me to regret it, you'd better hurry up. Otherwise, my brother will die at any time. I'm afraid your brother won't have this opportunity." Tiemule panicked and smiled strangely.

Milovich's face was so blue that he couldn't even say anything. He gritted his teeth and waved his hands. The men behind him pulled out weapons and were about to rush up to catch people.

Seeing that the contradiction between the two sides is becoming more and more intense and the situation is imminent, Martha took a step forward and shouted, "Milovich, this is a matter between us. If you really want to use this as an excuse to attack the guests of the hotel, don't blame me for not complying with the previous agreement."

"Bad bitch, how dare you?"

Milovich became more and more furious. He was about to order his men to grab Martha, but he remembered something and forcibly suppressed the burning anger. He calmly raised his hand to signal his men to delay. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Your appearance still looks like a man, but you are hiding in a Isn't it shameful to let a woman come up for you under the woman's buttocks?

He pulled the corners of his mouth and showed a contemptuous sneering smile: "Mr. President, now, I solemnly challenge you. If you still have a little courage, please stand up and accept my challenge."

"Don't promise him." Martha shouted.

Milovich ignored her, but stared at Tiemule gloomily, with a snake-like cold light in his eyes: "What's the matter, Mr. President, don't you even have the courage to fight? Well, I won't force you to accept it, and I won't embarrass you. You can leave here."

Seeing that he suddenly became so generous, Tiemule couldn't help but be stunned, but immediately understood that not to mention whether Milovich would really let him go. As long as he showed a trace of his intention to stay out of the matter, it would seriously hurt Martha. Even if Martha was sincerely unwilling to involve him, she couldn't help scolding him. This dead demon is sinister and cunning. He quickly turned his brain and smiled, "The so-called challenge is just an exciting game. I don't know how to play it?"

"Not bad, it's just an interesting game." Milovich seemed to laugh very happily: "So Mr. President agreed to our duel, right?"

"What kind of method should be taken in the duel? Let's talk about it first." Tiemule did not immediately agree, but did not deny it.

Of course, Milovich knows Tiemule's mind, but he doesn't care. Even if he deliberately delays, how long can he be confused? He sneered and said, "According to the challenge practice of Karas City, there are usually three ways to duel. The first is the traditional single fight, hand-to-hand combat, cold weapons and firearms. Second, we use mecha to fight. Since we are all prohibited from using fighter armor, we can only use modified civilian mecha. Neither of these two methods is very interesting. In terms of interest, there is a third one, that is, the speed car. According to the rules, I am the challenger, and the way is up to you. Mr. President, which one do you choose?

I chose to fuck your grandmother. Tie Muller cursed in his stomach, but he also knew that he could not avoid it. It was not enough to pretend to be crazy. He quickly weighed the pros and cons of the three ways. When he was about to answer, a cold and calm voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Milovic, I want to challenge you."

Milovich suddenly looked up and shot at the speaker like a poison arrow: "Who are you?"

Di Changli slowly stepped forward and said indifferently, "I am also an exile from the Monet mine, Di Changli."

"Di Changli?" Milovich's pupils contracted tightly and found that the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him was as calm and cold as an iceberg, which made it difficult for him to see through the details. He was secretly alert and sneered, "A nobody also wants to challenge me?"

Di Changli said expressionlessly, "In Caras City, your reputation must not be small. As long as I can defeat you or kill you, I will no longer be a nobody. Don't you dare to fight?"

"You haven't challenged my qualifications yet." Milovich shook his head disdainfully. In Calais City, there are too many people like you who don't know the depth of heaven and want to defeat others and become famous in World War I. If every challenger had to fight, Carras City would have been in a mess.

"What you said seems to make sense." Di Changli nodded and said, "But in fact, escape is escape, and you can't erase this fact. As for the qualification... you and you."

Di Changli stopped for a moment and pointed to Milovich's two men and said, "Go together and cooperate to prove my strength to your master."

What a arrogant boy, Milovich became more and more vigilant, his eyes flashed slightly, and he sneered, "Okay, I'll give you a chance to see how capable you are."

The two men who were furious by Di Changli got a sign and immediately shouted angrily and rushed out. Di Chang's eyes flashed coldly, and his body suddenly bounced forward like a strong arrow from the string, bringing a faint sound of breaking wind, and a few meters away in the blink of an eye.

The two only felt a flash in front of their eyes, and their opponents had attacked in front of them. They couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, urgently pulled away the defensive shelf, and felt a strong surge. Their arms were like being hit by a boulder, and they were about to crack, and they hummed and withdrew a few steps in unison.

Di Changli caught up with him without hesitation and launched a stormy fierce attack. His feet kicked violently, quickly bringing out phantoms in the air, like seven or eight people attacking at the same time. The two barely blocked a few feet and were kicked to the ground one after another. After jumping up, their faces showed fear. They stood close to each other and did not dare to attack.

Di Changli stopped attacking and stopped to look at Milovich: "You see, I'm very strong." The words are plain, but full of strong self-confidence and provocativeness.

"Kid, you really have a little arrogant capital. OK, I'll accept your challenge." Milovich narrowed his eyes slightly, but unexpectedly agreed. Just now, he asked the two men to test Di Changli, and hardly let go of every detail of Di Changli's action. He found that the young man's speed was extremely fast and powerful explosive power. His strength was indeed quite strong, and the Force may have reached the later stage of energy control.

However, Milovich also believes that Di Changli's strength is just that. He observed that after Di Changli stopped, there were several rapid ups and downs in his chest. Obviously, it took a lot of strength in this round of fierce attack just now. The endurance is not very high. In addition, when he took action, he was fierce and not flexible enough, and he was not flexible in defense. There are big loopholes, and the technique is a little astringent. These are very fatal weaknesses when fighting with rivals.

Through careful observation, Milovich analyzed and judged that as long as he was careful, he was absolutely sure to defeat the young man. More importantly, the young man's strength is now very strong, and he obviously has great potential for growth and development. In time, his The power will be amazing. Therefore, Milovich decided to make an exception, and he must kill the visible threats and dangers in the cradle ahead of time.

Martha's face changed again and said nervously to Tiemule, "You can't let your partner duel with Milovic. He is a cruel and horrible devil. Your partner will definitely die."

Tiemule has always been full of confidence in Di Changli and said carelessly, "My dear Martha, thank you for your concern, but I'm afraid there is no way to stop it now."

Martha frowned worriedly and sighed helplessly, "Well, we can only pray for your partner."