Chapter 132: The Leader of the Gadgets

Before Walker awakened his abilities, he was just an ordinary person.

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Although he is an ordinary person, he is an ordinary person who is very rich.

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Since his family has been in business for several generations, the business is not only large, but also extensive, and the accumulated wealth is naturally very large.

Walker himself is not the eldest son, he is ranked tenth, and there are many older siblings in front of him, and there is a big age difference between them.

Because it is not Walker's turn to take care of the family's business, and the elders of the family do not have any expectations for him, they naturally have no requirements for him.

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Therefore, in this situation of worry-free food and clothing, and no purpose in life, eating, drinking and having fun has become Walker's daily thing.

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Having to go to work and eating, drinking and having fun every day is the pursuit of many people, but these are not attractive to Walker, who has been having it since he was a child.

As this life grew, Walker felt bored and dazed.

So, in order to get rid of this feeling like the walking dead, Walker began to seek new and exciting gadgets, such as various extreme challenges and extreme sports.

He experiences the passion of speed in these activities, as well as the smell of death, which can give him a feeling of being alive.

Over time, he fell in love with the feeling, and like an ordinary alcoholic smoker, he couldn't leave it.

And because of this thrill-seeking thing, he slowly began to ignore life and became arrogant.

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It wasn't until he awakened his abilities that a new world and a new door opened in front of him.

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At the same time, it also made the arrogant Walker more self-conscious, feeling that he was an evolved human being, and compared with the ordinary people around him, he was the one who stood out.

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Therefore, he has always looked down on ordinary people, let alone those martial artists who still belong to the category of ordinary people.

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This battle with Gong Bing, even if it was only a defeat for both sides, but he couldn't win the battle, which was already a great shame for him.

He was already worried about this matter, but when he heard Polk mention it, he immediately became furious.

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"I wasn't defeated, I almost could have killed that kid." Walker yelled.

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"Almost a little." Poke shook his head and said, "Even if you almost lost, you lost to a small secret martial artist, and now you have not only lost the face of the mercenary group, but also the face of all our awakened people." ”

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"Poke, don't exaggerate here, there are a lot of awakened people who lost to the secret warriors, don't cover me with these names!!" Walker's face was flushed, and his muscles were prominent.

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"Then you mean, it doesn't matter if you lose to the Secret Warrior?" Polk grinned.

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"I didn't say that." Walker waved his hand: "I'm going to kill that guy with my own hands, shame on me." ”

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"Then you have to come on, lose~lose~~~"

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Hearing Bock's sarcasm, Walker became even angrier, and he took two steps forward, glaring at the other party.

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"Pork, you bastard who should be rolling in the garbage!"

"Huh? What did you say? You shameful fellow. ”

"I think you're trying to find death today, aren't you?"

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Faced with Walker's threat, Polk stood up from the couch and faced Walker.

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The muscles of their bodies trembled slightly, their hair began to grow, and their nails quietly turned into sharp claws.

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The two of them pointed to each other, looked at each other incorrectly, and there was a great possibility of a big fight after the quarrel.

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The vicious fight was inevitable, and when it was about to break out, a violent shout suddenly came from the side.

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"What do you want to do here!!"

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Hearing the sound, Walker and Polk were shocked, and at the same time put away the mutation, and then turned their heads away.

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I saw that the door of the inner room at the other end of the room was opened from the inside, and a middle-aged man with a tall and thin figure and a withered face appeared at the door.

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"I'm looking at Pokepi's itchiness, so I want to help him." Walker argued.

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"Hmph, who let this sloppy wolf spray feces everywhere, I can only reluctantly teach a lesson." Polk pursed his lips and replied not to be outdone.

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"Who are you talking about the sloppy dog?" Walker yelled at Pock.

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"Whoever responds is whoever responds." Polk plucked his ears and said unhurriedly.

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"You ~~~~~"

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"Enough !!!" Seeing that the two were arguing again, the withered middle-aged man shouted again.

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At the same time, the temperature of the room suddenly dropped, as if an invisible murderous aura was coming, and everyone couldn't help but fight two cold wars at the same time.

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Because of this, the anger of Walker and Polk was also extinguished at once, and their brains were cleared.

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They all knew in their hearts that the middle-aged man in front of them was not an existence they could provoke.

"Walker, don't talk about it, we don't have to meet him in general." At this time, Doug, who had been silent, stretched out his hand to stop Walker and said.

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This time Polk didn't respond, just glanced at Doug, closed his mouth and sat back down on the couch.

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The withered man stared at the two of them for a few seconds, making sure they had really stopped, before turning back to the back room.

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"Walker and Doug, you two come in with me." Before turning around, the withered man left a word.

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"Walker, let's go, let's go in together." Doug said a word to Walker, and then walked into the back room first.

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Walker glared at Pock, but Pock didn't look at him at all, and finally Walker gritted his teeth and walked in.

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After Walker disappeared into the room, Polk looked at the closed door and then at his watch, looking a little strange.

Eventually, he got up and left the room.

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Walker and Doug, who came to the back room, were standing side by side at this time, reporting the beginning and end of the mission to their regimental commander.

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Although they had already reported the specific situation by email before, due to the need for healing, he delayed for several days before returning to the mercenary group's station.

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This time I came back for further explanation.

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When the two of them stated it separately, the head of the regiment, who had been sitting behind the desk with his back to them, finally turned around.

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On the tall boss's leather office chair, there sat a short woman, some of whom were only about one meter and a half, and her waist-length red hair was scattered like a waterfall.

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At first glance, the head of the regiment looks like a girl in her twenties, but if you look closely, you will feel that she is a mature woman in her thirties, which makes people feel stunned.

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"Little Red Turban, you actually lost to a secret martial artist, it's really surprising to me, if you lose to those secret martial arts masters for many years, I can still understand, no matter how bad it is the young genius martial artist of the White Eagle Gate or the Heroic Martial Arts Association, it is still reasonable." The female head of the group supported her cheek with her fist and smiled: "But I can hear you say, the other party is about twenty at most, although it is a personal high-level level, but there is no reason to defeat you." ”

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"I didn't lose, Captain." Walker, nicknamed Little Red Turban, retorted, "That kid was already knocked to the ground by me. ”

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"But haven't you done your best and are still seriously injured?" The head of the regiment shook his head: "What's the difference between this and losing?" ”

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Walker was speechless for a moment, if the other party was Polke, he could still refute one or two, but in front of him was his respected and powerful leader, Walker couldn't come out.

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In fact, Walker felt quite aggrieved and weird in his heart, at the beginning, the warrior was still eaten to death by himself, and it would not be too difficult to defeat him.

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But inexplicably, the other party will become stronger and stronger, and in the end, even his strength is no different from his own, or even greater.

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It's really a dog, and Walker feels depressed when he thinks about it.

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"Let's not talk about this martial artist, but who is the supernatural who appeared later? You really didn't see it clearly? The regimental commander stopped teasing Walker and asked instead.

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"I didn't see it, the other party was very careful, when I noticed something, the other party had already come to my side, and then immediately launched an attack, I didn't have a chance to distinguish the identity of the other party at all." Walker recalled.

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"What about the little leather shoes? Is there anything you can tell me? ”

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"I'm sorry, Captain, I didn't see the other party's identity clearly." Little Leather Shoes Doug shook his head, and then said: "But the other party's strength is definitely at the peak of the second level, and I even suspect that it has surpassed the second level and reached the third level. ”