Namor scolded, "Vala, what are you doing? Captain Olivier was the guest of honor we had invited. Besides, Captain Olivier is a woman, so what's the point of you being a big man even if you're lucky enough to win a move and a half? ”

"I don't really want to share the victory with Captain Olivier, I just think it's too boring for everyone to just eat, and it's better to have some fun." Vala said and her gaze fell on Olivier, and said with contempt, "Commander Olivier, don't worry, I will never hurt you, but I don't know if you are willing to reward this face and make two moves with me?" ”

Dared? Olivier's brow furrowed.

Wang Hai also saw that this was a radical tactic, and if Olivier didn't fight, he would be ridiculed by the people. "Olivier, in that case, you can play with him." Wang Hai said and glanced at Olivier.

Olivier realized that this might have something to do with the mission mentioned by Namor, and said that if he didn't fight, he would really be underestimated by the other party, so he stood up and said, "Okay, let's do the activity." ”

Namor pretended to be kind and said, "Captain Olivier, you have to be careful, Walla's most powerful thermocore is a big windmill, and almost no one can stop it. ”

Big windmills? Olivier frowned slightly.

Vala smiled: "Since Captain Olivier hasn't seen it, then I'll give you a show first." He whistled as he spoke.

A dozen people walked in with their stakes in their arms, and it turned out that the other party had already prepared to place a dozen stakes in the open space in formation, and then Vala walked to the middle position, as if he was surrounded by a dozen people.

With a machete in each hand, Vala shouted at Olivier, "Captain Olivier, you need to look carefully!" As he spoke, he moved, his arms spinning like windmills.

"Whoa." With a chaotic sound, the dozen or so wooden stakes collapsed one after another, and each one broke into more than five pieces.

It turned out that this was a big windmill, and in the blink of an eye, Kung Fu Vala destroyed every stake, like a hurricane blowing, and the knife technique was clean and neat, let alone cracking this trick for people who didn't have any ability, even if they wanted to, they couldn't escape.

This is to let Olivier see, obviously to give Olivier a dismount, so that Olivier can retreat.

"Captain Olivier, do you see clearly?" Vala smirked.

Olivier nodded his head to show that he had seen clearly, and then said, "I'm very sorry, but I don't have my knife with me, so. ”

Vala thought that Olivier was scared and wanted to find an excuse, but before Olivier could finish speaking, he sneered: "It's okay. Since Captain Olivier feels that it is inconvenient, then we will find another opportunity to compete another day. After speaking, he deliberately laughed twice.

"No, I mean I'm going to have to use this to compete with you." Olivier said as he picked up the knife he had just used from the table.

Vala's smile froze on her face suddenly, and even Namor was surprised, because who knew that the table knife could not be compared to Vala's knife in terms of size and sharpness.

"Captain Olivier, are you kidding?" Vala frowned, thinking it was a joke.

"No, I'm serious." Olivier said as he walked to a distance of ten meters from Walla and stood down.

"Are you sure?" Vala asked incredulously.

Olivier nodded his head and said, "Come, just use your most powerful windmill and let us decide whether we win or lose." ”

Vala did not dare to answer, because he knew how powerful his great windmill was, and if he did, he was afraid that he would not only hurt Olivier, but he was also afraid that he would accidentally kill Olivier. Vala turned her gaze to Namor, wanting to get instructions.

Namor nodded his head and motioned for Vala to let it go, he too wanted to see just how good Olivier really was.

After receiving the instructions, Vala took a deep breath, her eyes fell on Olivier again, and she said in a deep voice: "Commander Olivier, this is what you asked, in case I hurt you, don't blame me, because once this trick is used, even I can't control myself." ”

"Thank you for the reminder." Olivier said and turned back to Wang Hai and the others, "If I accidentally die by Vala's sword, none of you are allowed to avenge me, let alone form a grudge with Namor Security Company. ”

"Yes." Wang Haite responded in unison, sitting there waiting to watch a good show.

"Can you rest assured now?" Olivier turned back to Vala and preached.

"Okay." Vala replied, but there was still a little hesitation in her heart.

"You'd better show your true strength, or I'll kill you by mistake." Olivier spoke suddenly.

Vala's brows furrowed again, feeling that Olivier was really arrogant, even if he fought with a broken knife, he dared to say such a thing. "Okay, you're careful!" The only hesitation in Vala's heart vanished, and he clenched two machetes in both hands, his eyes staring at Olivier like enemies.

"Whew." Vala spun like a windmill, and a strong gust of wind blew, and then it slammed into Olivier like a balloon.

Olivier had only a small dinner knife in her hand, and at first she stood there with the tip of the knife pointing downward, as if she were careless, but when the tile was pulled up, her whole being changed, and she swooped down like a lightning bolt against the wind.

Everyone secretly sweated for Olivier, fearing that she would turn into knots like a stake.

In the eyes of everyone, Vala is like a powerful hurricane, while Olivier is more like the sun shining into the hurricane. A hurricane can destroy a building on the ground, but it can't scatter a beam of sunlight from above, and the sunlight will remain on the ground after the hurricane has passed.

Olivier stood there with his back to Valla, eyes rolling and turning on her, and there was not even a single injury on her body, except for a few pieces of clothing that slowly fell to the ground.

Vala faced Olivier, who couldn't believe his eyes, and Olivier had emerged alive from the attack of his great windmill. Valra's face was ugly, and she was unconvinced, believing that she had actually shown mercy to her subordinates, otherwise Olivier would never have survived. "Captain Olivier, be careful, see if you can take my windmill a second time!" Vala screamed, clenching her machete in both hands and trying to strike at Olivier again.

"Do we need to compete any further?" Olivier asked softly.

"What do you mean?" Vala looked at Olivier's back in bewilderment.

"Vala, you've lost, retreat." Namor spoke suddenly.

"I lost?" Vala turned to look at Namor, wondering why she had lost.

"Look at your collar." Namor reminded.

Vala looked down and saw that her collar had cracked a thumb-length gap, and she couldn't help but look at Olivier again. Although Vala had also shaved off a few pieces of Olivier's clothes, they were all in inconsequential positions, and her collar was clinging to her neck, and she didn't even notice that she had been cut a hole. Vala's face was hard to see, but he had nothing to say. It was not Tavara who showed mercy to him, but Olivier, otherwise it would not have been his collar that would have been cut, but Tavara's neck. I actually lost under a dinner knife, and the person holding this dinner knife is still a woman! The more Vala thought about it, the more faceless she became, her angry body trembled slightly, and she had no face to continue to be embarrassed to stay here.

"I'm sorry, I suddenly remembered that I still have something, so I'll take my leave first." Vala left the ballroom in a huff.

As if nothing had happened, Olivier sat back in his seat with his knife and drank the soup.

"Captain Olivier is really skilled." Namor boasted heartily and winked at Geeta.

As the first shooter of Namor Security Company, Geeta naturally had to save face for Namor Security Company, and he said with a smile: "I heard that Mr. Robin is not only a very good sniper, but also a fast gunner, I wonder if I can have the honor to learn about it?" ”

Aiming for me? As soon as Wang Hai wanted to get up, he heard Dia, who was sitting at the other end, speak: "If you don't need Robin to compare marksmanship, I, an intern of the skeleton mercenary group, will try it with you." ”

"Do you really want to compete with me?" Geeta asked Dia, in his opinion, an intern did not have this qualification at all, otherwise the woman in front of him was a hidden master, deliberately called an intern to confuse everyone, after all, the information about this woman Namor Security Company had not been found at all.

"It's like that, how can it be true or false." Dia said and simply got up and walked out.

Geeta felt a little like being driven to the shelves, and originally wanted to force Wang Hai to make a move, but he didn't expect to be forced to do it by another unidentified woman. Geeta smiled, reached out and walked out with a fork, deciding to test it first. "Beauty, I want you to see my marksmanship first." Geeta said as she threw the fork into the air, drawing her gun and shooting it as it fell in front of her face.

With a "bang", the fork bullet jumped.

Geeta then pulled a second shot, and the trajectory of the fork changed again, and with a "dang" sound, it pierced deeply into the pillar more than ten meters away, and its handle left traces of being hit by bullets. Master, absolute master. Wang Hai secretly exclaimed. Namor also smiled with satisfaction, and secretly glanced at Wang Hai, wondering if Wang Hai was going to play in place of Dia.