"Yo, take a look, come and see this fighter for justice!"

The scarred man pointed to Andrew's bandaged right arm and laughed with the people behind him. Someone even pointed at Andrew, covered his stomach and smiled: "Hey, you have injured an arm, why are you still talking so hard?" ”

Andrew was really full of anger and had nowhere to vent, and his left hand clenched the Spada's iron sword and trembled. I don't know if he's holding back because of an injury to his right arm or something else, but I have a vague feeling that he is about to lose control of himself. Standing behind him, I hurriedly dissuaded: "Andrew, they are all comrades-in-arms, we don't need to be so general!" ”

"No, Luga, I don't think so!"

Andrew bowed his body without looking back, and made an offensive gesture, but his right hand was completely useless, only his left hand held the sword, which looked extremely awkward.

"Wow, oh, oh, this guy is coming for real!"

The soldiers who were laughing around hurriedly reminded the strong man standing in front of them, obviously, the strong man saw this, he took two steps back, probably to signal to Andrew that he had no intention of fighting, but Andrew kicked his nose in the face, the man took two steps back, and Andrew took two steps forward, and pressed forward step by step.

"Very well, that's what you want!"

As he spoke, the strong man's smile gradually converged on his face, replaced by a gloomy face, and gradually turned to a hideous expression, it can be seen that the strong man Andrew is facing is murderous, which may also be that he has not yet extricated himself from the battle just now, and after such provocation, the strong man has regained his fighting spirit. Facing Andrew, who was hanging down with one arm, this guy didn't give in, leaned down, raised his shield forward, and slapped the shield with his right hand with his sword, making a "dang dang" sound. What could be more real than the action that made the already impetuous soldiers raise their hands and cheer, the two scarred duelists, corpses under their feet, and blood in the air? Can arouse the audience's appetite even more? That's right, it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Andrew," seeing that the situation was not good, I hurriedly called to him, "Stop, infighting will not end well!" ”

I don't know if Andrew is missing a string or what, my dissuasion is exchanged for a resolute shake of his head, he doesn't have any intention of regressing, is he really confident that he can defeat the strong man in front of him with his left hand? Or do you have to earn this breath because of that little friction? I tried my best to figure out Andrew's inner thoughts, but I wasn't Andrew after all, and I couldn't guess what he was thinking now.

The two men put on an offensive posture and slowly approached, and the surrounding onlookers were even more blindly coaxing, and at the moment when the two powder kegs were about to explode, they did not forget to add fire and fuel to them.

"Hey, big guy! Fix that broken shoulder! ”

"Hit, big guy!"

The onlookers were even more one-sided in support of the strong man who duel with Andrew, the strong man was unmoved, the scars on his body had made him unable to do whatever he wanted, and it also indicated that if he duel with Andrew, the flesh behind his shield was full of weaknesses.

It's the same with Andrew, I don't think his injured right hand can be of much use, a wing makes it impossible for him to hold a shield, so the next confrontation will have to rely on agility. But looking at Andrew's bulky and hanging arms, I don't think he's likely.

The top priority now is to deal with the emotions of the two as soon as possible, and confrontation must be avoided.

"Andrew, I want you to keep your sanity, there is no need to escalate to a physical confrontation because of the dissatisfaction of the verbal quarrel!"

I said that this was my last word for them, and then I slowly drew my cavalry sword, holding it in my hand, ready to change the situation.

"Smack!"

I felt a pat on the shoulder, and I was quite frightened when I was concentrating, and I jumped up on the spot, and looked back angrily, ah, this is not the traitor Li Wei.

"Hi, Luga peeing his pants." Levi looked at me with a smile.

Wait, what does this mean, Luga peeing his pants? Are you talking about me? My face turned red as soon as I brushed it, and I hurried to see the reactions of the people around me, but fortunately, they all focused their eyes on Andrew's confrontation with the big guy, and they didn't have time to care about the shameful title on my side.

"Hey, Levi, don't blame me for not warning you," I threatened him with the cavalry sword in my hand, "Although this sword used to be yours, I don't mind stabbing ...... now"

"Pee! ......”

Levi opened his mouth wide, and he was about to speak, this guy who is not afraid of death, fortunately, I have a quick eye, and I have covered his mouth before he finishes his words.

"Drink!"

Unexpectedly, the scarred strong man was the first to attack, and he jumped up in two steps, and stabbed at Andrew with his sword in mid-air. Fortunately, Andrew had already prepared and flashed to his right, so that the right half of the strong man's body was exposed in front of Andrew.

Just as Andrew's left hand was about to stab the sword, the strong man's toes fell to the ground, and then he drove his right hand to sweep to the right, and Andrew, who saw that the opportunity was lost, was startled, and hurriedly retreated, and the tip of the sword crossed in front of Andrew's abdomen.

"Hey, big brother." I looked at Levi with a smile on my face and begged for mercy: "Look, my brothers are in danger, you say that I can bear to die without help." Levi looked at me and blinked, what does this mean, does he agree with it?

"So I'll let go?" I asked tentatively, to see how Levi reacted, who knew that this bastard still blinked, could it really be agreed? I thought to myself, this bastard traitor is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and I don't have the courage to let go.

At this time, the strong man had the upper hand, and it seemed that the skin injuries on his body did not cause any substantial image to him at all. He shot again and again, so that Andrew only had the ability to parry, and he had no power to fight back.

"Ha, you goddamn one-armed monster!" The strong man even sang while fighting, and Andrew kept jumping and retreating to avoid the swinging blade, which was also a huge drain on his stamina. Although it is possible to find weaknesses and catch flaws, but it is all for a cunning and strong man, I saw that he hid most of his body behind the broad shield, just stretched out his right hand, and stabbed Andrew, and the front of the shield was always towards Andrew, Andrew was completely passive and couldn't find a chance at all.

"No, I have to stop them!"

With that, I let go of Levi and squeezed into the crowd of onlookers, and the soldiers around me cheered for the wonderful performance of the strong man, which was a very useful way for the strong man.