Forced by Gregor's might, Master Harry involuntarily took a step back, and then quietly took a step back: "Don't worry, my lord, Polivo's hand can still wield a sword. ”

"Polivier, who hurt you?" asked Gregor, his gaze shifting from Sweetmouth Raff's body to Dunson.

Dunson also had a faint fuchsia scratch on his neck, like a necklace, which was the sword wound from the two days when Master Harry had medicated him.

Dunson took a step back, his eyes were flustered, his voice was unreserved, and his violent spirit was completely devoid, like a coward like a mouse: "My lord, Polivier wants to take my life first." I had no choice but to stab him in the hand. ”

The current Grego is not the Grego of the past, he has a high IQ, and he knows the personalities of these three subordinates very well. The habit of deciding life and death at every turn of his subordinates must be changed.

Polivier is a die-hard fan, and if he wants to kill Dunson, there is only one reason, Dunson does not listen to orders, and if Dunson dares to disobey, someone must hint and encourage him, then the person who provokes must be Sweet-mouthed Raff.

A fence with three piles, a villain with three gangs. Gregor thought to himself that since he was a villain among evildoers, he had to have loyal outlaws around him. In fact, whether a wicked man is an evil man or not, it is just a matter of seeing who he does evil. If you do evil to bad people, you are not a bad man who is a hero, if you do evil to a hero, you are not a bad man who is a traitor, and if you do evil to a common person and a good person, you are the so-called evil man.

In fact, there are many benefits to being a villain, especially being a well-known villain, which Gregor deeply understands. Before the crossing, her girlfriend just broke up because she didn't like him for not being ruthless enough and not daring enough to fight for her in the movie theater. Only one day later, my girlfriend found a hooligan boy who could sanda as a boyfriend, which gave the polytechnic dog a lot of stimulation before the crossing.

To tell the truth, the science and engineering man, who now fused all of Grego's memories, stared at the four people in front of him while eating barbecue, drinking bacon soup, nibbling bread, and pouring red wine. If you have to compare this coolness, it is equivalent to eating popsicles when you are thirsty in the summer and baking the stove when it snows in the winter.

His three outlaws are more than loyal, and their brotherly feelings are insufficient, so they have to be trained.

A single outlaw is not intimidating, because the combat power is limited, and a united group of outlaws can be impressive.

Solidarity is not strength for goats, and Gregor knows that none of his few men are goats, but hounds who dare to fight lions. Once these dogs are united into one dog, then the dog can bite the lion to death.

"Sweet-mouthed Raff, you are the most eloquent, tell me what is going on. Gregor, who had already guessed this matter, said lightly. It must have been Sweetmouth Raff's idea, Dunson was hot-headed and wanted to enter the house, and Polivier, a die-hard fan, would definitely not agree.

The way to resolve conflicts between three dogs is always simple: duel!

In the past, because of the presence of Gregor, a single look could be stopped. This time, he was tied to a stone bed, and he was also hallucinating against poppy addiction, so he naturally couldn't interfere with their duel.

Gregor's face had become much better because of the warm stomach of the bacon soup, and with the food in his stomach, his pale face began to turn bloody.

He conquered the poppy addiction, and although he seemed to have struggled back from the brink of death, he was emaciated, but his heart felt stronger, freer, and lighter.

Poppy addiction, as long as you survive the most critical first time, the second and third times will become easier and easier.

Sweet-mouthed Raff stammered, "My lord, I heard your ...... Sound...... Something is wrong......"

"So you let Dunson come in and have a look. Gregor was still chewing on the rabbit meat in his mouth, the golden juice of the honey-clinged rabbit meat running down the corners of his mouth and dripping on his chest full of chest hair.

Hungry, Gregor gave up paying attention to the cleanliness he had cultivated in his previous life.

"Yes, my lord!" Sweet-mouthed Raff did not dare to lie.

Originally, these brothers fought for their lives, and Lord Gregor rarely bothered about it before.

"Maester Harry, may I ask you to go upstairs first? I would like to have a few words to say to my three officers. ”

"As you wish, my lord. Maester Harry was relieved, bowed in greeting, and walked out quickly. He stepped up the stairs and let out a long, heavy breath of cloudy air.

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"Raff, draw your sword. Gregor said. His mouth and throat were stuffed with food.

The fragrant food, the warm bacon soup, really comfortable, so tempting!

Sweetmouth Raff didn't know why, he slowly drew his sword, not knowing what his super idol Lord Gregor was going to do.

"Dunson, draw your sword. Gregor muttered again.

In his past life and in this life, Gregor felt like he had never eaten such delicious food. He ate a huge amount of food at each meal, and he was really hungry for two days and two nights, and the strength of his whole body was exhausted.

Dunsen drew his sword.

"Kill Sweetmouth Raff. ”

Dunson glanced at Lord Gregor and could see that his eyes were serious.

Dunson slashed his sword and went straight to the throat of the sweet-mouthed Raff.

Sweet-mouthed Raff was shocked, the long sword swept diagonally, the two swords intersected, and with a bang, sparks splashed everywhere. The two of them retreated with one blow, moving their feet, slowly circling in circles, like two hungry wolves full of killing power. Sweet-mouthed Raff suddenly took the lead and slashed at Dunsen's face, Dunsen's footsteps spun, and he turned sideways lightly, but Sweet-mouthed Raff only feintmed, as if advancing and retreating, and the person fled towards the door.

"Polivier, stop the sweetmouth. Gregor poured a large glass of Qingting Island wine down his throat and burped.

He also knew that he couldn't eat too much when he was hungry for a long time, but unfortunately the food was too delicious, the bacon soup was too warm, and the wine was too tempting, so he ate to his heart's content.

Polivier had been waiting by the door, and as a fanatic of Gregor, he had just read the meaning of Lord Gregor's eyes when he drew his sword, so he retreated to the door, and pressed the hilt of his sword with his left hand.

Gregor admired Polivior's understanding of his words and deeds.

A look, a gesture, a nod of his mouth, and Polivier knew what Master Gregor was going to do. His unmatched comprehension is only useful to Gregor, and in addition, his reflexes and comprehension are the worst of the three die-hard fans.

Choke!

Polivier drew his sword, his left hand blocking the doorway.

Sweetmouth Raff, who rushed to the door, suddenly paused, and in his eagerness, he could not kill Polivier and rushed out. Dunson's swordsmanship is better than his, and if he has the slightest slowness, Dunson will catch him, and he will die.

Master Gregor personally ordered him to be killed, and Dunsen would not show mercy to his subordinates, but would instead use his strength beyond the norm.

While!

Sweetmouth Raff threw away his sword, turned, and pounced, and he knelt straight to Lord Gregor.

Shout!

Dunsen's sword pressed against Sweet-mouthed Raff's throat.

"Raff, if Dunson and Polliver are your enemies now, are you going to die this time? ”

"Yes, sir!"

"How many swords can you defeat with one sword?"

"If the swordsmanship is as good as Deng Sen, I can't defeat any of them. ”

"Like Polivier, how many can you defeat?"

"One!"

"What if a swordsman like Polliver had two people against you at the same time?"

"I can't be defeated, my lord. ”

Gregor slowly got down from the bed, still in a trance, he paused and stood firmly: "No matter how strong a person's strength is, it is limited, and no matter how good a person's swordsmanship is, he can't block the attack of many people." The shadow lynx is very powerful, but why do you have to avoid the wild dogs every time you fight for food, why?"

"The shadow lynx walks alone, and the wild dogs are numerous, adults. ”

"It's not the sheer number of people that really scares the shadow lynx, it's the wild dogs that are very united. If the wild dogs are not united, fighting separately and fighting among themselves, no matter how many wild dogs there are, they are no match for the shadow lynx. From this day forward, Sweetmouth Raff, you, along with Dunson the Executioner, the Brave Polivier, are to be united like wild dogs, and the three of you are to be united as one. You must remember that three swords are much more powerful than one. Sweet-mouthed Raff, when two swords are against you, do you really need Dunsen's sword or Polivior's sword to help you?"

"Yes, sir. I need it very much. ”

Gregor deliberately taps the sweetest mouth with the most flexible brain.

"Dunsen, do you understand me?"

"Yes, sir. ”

"You fought among myself this time when I was getting rid of my poppy addiction, Dunson almost had his throat cut, Polivier almost couldn't use his right sword anymore, and the root of everything was because of the sweet mouth, and all three of you made a big mistake. Gregor exclaimed.

Sweet-mouthed Raff's face turned pale and he hung his head silently, Dunson shrank in fright, hurriedly put his sword into its sheath, and knelt down on one knee; Polivier did not wait for Gregor to look at him, put his sword into its sheath, walked quickly, and knelt on the ground.

"I want your sword to each other, from now on, always against your enemies, and not at your own comrades. He plunged his sword into the heart of his enemies and poured wine into his brother's belly. The three of you are my best subordinates and my best warriors, and now, I want you to swear to me together in the honor of your family and in the name of the Seven Gods, that in the future, no matter what conflict arises between you, the sword in your hand will be the same to the outside world. ”

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