Section 70 Cooking without rice

Tucker nodded in understanding, walked towards the girl, and said, "Girl, although I don't know how much hatred you have. Obviously, this is not a place for jokes, and it may be inconvenient for you to mix in with this group of men......"

What Tucker said is true, and it is also true.

Everyone felt that it was really inconvenient to have women mixed together.

"Ou~" With Tucker's words, everyone coaxed.

The girl didn't appreciate Tucker's kindness.

Instead, she stared at Tucker with hatred, as if her hatred was the result of Tucker.

"Fighting a war kills people. It's better to go home and find a man to marry, and having a few more dolls can be regarded as a contribution......"

"Bastard!"

The girl's voice was agitated, and her chest rose and fell with a loud rebuke.

"Why didn't you let me participate, why? Can you look down on me just because I'm a woman? The girl's eyes were fierce, and she gritted her silver teeth with a clucking sound.

"You...... I'm going to challenge you! You bastard. ”

Poke Tucker's nose with his finger and name Tucker to fight.

In the face of naked provocation, Tucker was extremely embarrassed, and his eyes frequently looked at Mark for help.

"Okay."

Perhaps this girl was not ordinary, and she might not suffer a loss when she fought with Tucker, so he said to Tucker: "You have done two tricks with this girl, be careful not to hurt her." ”

"Good!"

Clark on one side was eager to try.

His eyes lit up, his fists clenched, and he swung up and down, as if he was about to fight the girl.

Mark knew what he was thinking, and glared at him without waiting for Winston's burst.

With his glare, Clark froze to the ground, his fist drooping weakly.

Tucker was embarrassed in private, the opponent was a girl after all, and she looked good, and she seemed a little sorry and hesitated.

After receiving the acquiescence, the girl let out a loud shout and kicked Tucker down.

Too close to her, Tucker couldn't wait to avoid the attack.

In a hurry, he looked embarrassed, and almost fell down.

Fortunately, the dodge was timely, so that the lower body was not kicked by the girl.

Finding that the girl was indeed athletic and nimble, and seemed to be trained, Mark looked approving.

When the girl saw that she had missed a move, she stepped forward and attacked Tucker sideways with her elbow.

Tucker's skin was thick, and he resisted a blow hard, reaching out and grabbing the girl's wrist.

It's just that the girl is far more flexible than Tucker and is better at hand-to-hand combat.

After dodging Tucker's claws sideways, he pushed forward with both hands.

Tucker was pushed a few steps away, and the girl flashed and circled behind her.

Hold the opponent's wrist with both hands, and pull with your knees against the back to subdue the opponent.

Tucker was strong, and such an attack was naturally out of sight, struggling to break free from the wrist that had been caught.

Unexpectedly, the girl used a beautiful coiled body, clamped Tucker's head and neck with her legs, and twisted it vigorously with the help of her own gravity and clever torque.

"Smack!"

Tucker fell to the ground, was ridden by the girl's neck, and pressed his knee against the back of his spine, while his wrist was held so tightly that he couldn't move.

Tucker, who was holding back, was flushed all over, and he couldn't break free.

"Alright. The winner is decided. ”

Mark cocked his thumb and signaled that the girl had won the challenge.

"Convincing or not?" The girl was still unsatisfied, and asked fiercely.

"Yes, I do."

Hearing the other party's admittion, he let go of his body.

Tucker stood tall, dusting away the dust, his face embarrassed.

To lose is to lose.

After dusting off the dust, Tucker still stood stiffly next to Mark.

This 'grappling' is really beautiful, and it combines the kind of unruly personality mixed in his bones, and he is indeed a good soldier.

Just given her gender......

Mark still hesitated.

Clark next to him was secretly speechless, as if he was glad that he didn't propose to replace Tucker just now, otherwise he would be lying on the ground.

The girl stood proudly, although the "muscles" themselves were strong.

After pondering for a moment, Mark nodded at her and said slowly, "You can stay, anyone who wants to fight against the mechanical legion can stay." ”

Hearing the chief's words, the girl shrugged at Tucker.

Fortunately, Tucker was not annoyed by her demonstration.

After assembling the team, a problem was noticed.

The problem was so great that my head hurt, and there wasn't a decent weapon in the camp.

Could it be a hand-to-hand fight with a mechanical legion with bare hands?

That's no different from sending you to death.

Mark went to Lancer for this reason, after all, he was under his jurisdiction.

For visitors, Lancer did not receive them directly.

It was only his steward who received him.

"Lord Major, the Prince is not here. What do you do? "The steward was old and wrinkled.

"Mr. Steward, the team has been recruited, but there is a lack of weapons, and it is difficult to train." There is a demand for others, and the language is naturally humble.

The steward smiled: "Lord Major." I will respond to your request in a timely manner. Not having it now does not mean that it will not be available in the future, please be patient and wait for instructions. ”

found that this manager is yin and yang, and he is by no means a good stubble.

Without further theory, he walked out of the Lancer Palace.

For this matter, he didn't bother Robert, so he could only ask Lorena for help.

Laurenna met with her.

"Mark, although this is not a big matter, can you wait for me to tell my father and make a decision?" Laurena was a little embarrassed about weapons, after all, she had no power to fight.

"Forget it, I'd like to think of something else."

For this, Mark got up and took his leave.

I ran into a wall everywhere, and I had to go back empty-handed.

Along the way, Mark walked carelessly, with a wistful heart, secretly wondering how to explain to the Tucker people?

"Gah! ~”

The scream was high-pitched, drawing Mark's attention.

Looking up, he saw Vren straddle the giant rat and hurried past him.

The "little one" on his shoulder screamed at him.

Perhaps Valen was in a hurry to get there, and didn't pay attention to who the pedestrians were, and walked with his head down in frustration.

It wasn't until the strange cry of the "little one" that he was alerted.

"Phew!" Stopping the giant rat from galloping, Valen spun around and ran to Mark's side before stopping.

The giant rat roared, and before he could stand on his front legs, Valen leaped off his mount.

With a smile on his face, he raised his mouth and asked, "Lord Major, why are you wandering alone?" ”

After experiencing the baptism of the "magic box", I no longer care about Valen's weird way of speaking.

"Alas!" Seeing that Valen was riding alone, with no retinue, he shook his head and sighed.

"I'm ashamed to say that. There is not a single weapon in the whole camp, so how can I train new soldiers? ”

"Ouch! Unexpectedly, the famous 'stranger' also has difficulties? Valen was full of sarcasm.

"It's a big problem, go wow." Mark shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Why don't you bend your waist for five buckets of rice?" ”

"Do you want equipment for a battalion?" Valen's eyebrows were teasing, and he was smiling evilly.

Seeing that the other party was embarrassed and silent, he said jokingly: "You swear to ignore Lorena from now on, and the equipment of this battalion is yours." ”

"What are you kidding?" Mark was furious.

"Or get the ink sword in exchange!" Valen looked obscene.

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