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No matter how thick-skinned John is, it is impossible for him to back down.

Being able to stretch and bend is what a big husband does, but when he also scores, once he bends it, he is completely bent, and it is difficult to straighten it.

And he vaguely understood that this woman obviously didn't like herself, even if she was perfunctory this time, she would be more ruthless next time she seized the opportunity.

In that case......

John calmed down, turned his head quickly, and began to think of countermeasures.

Time passed slowly, and Gretel waited a little impatiently, and scolded,

"Hey! Are you better than you! ”

"If you don't have the guts, admit defeat quickly, don't delay your aunt's time."

Gretel was unforgiving, and despite the dissuasion of the old brother next to him, he kept putting pressure on John.

But as her shouting became louder and louder, people's eyes gradually changed, although most people have some hatred of the rich because of life, hoping to see the rich suffer, but this rudeness and almost brutality is not pleasing.

Hansel also realized this, but when it got to this point, he couldn't help it.

My sister has been beautiful since she was a child, and in addition to the identity of the witcher, it is easy to arouse the curiosity of those rich children, she is often harassed inexplicably, many times, and gradually has a disgust, and later learned that his parents were forced to death by the plantation owner, this disgust unconsciously turned into hatred, and even hatred.

It just so happened that John was in that category.

After a moment of silence, John suddenly stood up from his chair and smiled,

"Compare, of course, beauties invite, how can you not agree?" As he spoke, he picked up the white gloves on the ground, sniffed them on the tip of his nose, and said with a smile,

"The smell of gardenias, with a faint body fragrance,

Miss, I would like to advise you, it is better to put the white gloves elsewhere in the future, otherwise you will be careful of being taken advantage of. ”

"You ......"

Gretel was furious, her beautiful eyes were full of anger, to the point that this bastard dared to tease me, and touched his gloves with his nose, and he was almost looking for death.

Wait, Grandma is going to beat you out of the today.

She glared at John fiercely, took a deep breath to calm her emotions, and never let anger affect her emotions when fighting, which is also the most basic requirement of a witcher.

Gretel took off the holster hanging from her waist and threw it to Hansel, moving her legs and feet, and hooked hands to John,

"Come on, I'll let you strike first."

John shook his head slightly, put his white gloves on the table, and put his hands in his trouser pockets, showing no sign of making a move.

"Why, I regret it."

"Miss Gretel, I think you've made a mistake, according to the rules, you made a request for a duel, so it's up to me to decide where and how to fight a duel."

Hearing this, the witch witch frowned slightly, looked at him deeply, and said coldly,

"If you don't dare to compare, just say it bluntly, it's a coward's behavior to delay time."

John smiled, didn't care about the other party's aggressive tone, and still said unhurriedly,

"It's not that I don't dare, and I don't want to delay, I just want to modify the way the game is played, Miss Gretel, don't you think it's too barbaric to decide the winner in one game, it's better to win three out of five games next time."

Three wins in five games!

Gretel's eyes lit up, and she couldn't have humiliated him a few more times if she did this, but to be careful, she asked cautiously,

"What's a best-of-five strategy?"

"It's very simple, you and I each have two competitions, and then start the competition, whoever wins three games wins, if there is a tie, choose a person from around and we don't know, let him play the fifth competition, and carry out the final tiebreaker." John smiled all over his face, and didn't forget to disgust the other party after speaking,

"Of course, if the young lady doesn't agree and just wants to beat me up as a demon hunter, then I can only be regarded as self-inflicted, and I shouldn't have kindly set up a banquet to entertain you."

Having said that, even if Gretel doesn't want to agree, the other party is the master after all, and it is too much to use him to kill the giant wolf to compete with him, if you don't make sense and directly punch people, it will be completely morally unreasonable, and even the good reputation accumulated over the years will be damaged.

Gretel took a deep breath and slowly nodded in agreement with the proposal, and at the same time, the vigilance in her heart was raised to the highest level, she already felt that this guy in front of her was different from other rich kids, and it was difficult to entangle.

"Miss is as bold as the rumors." John stretched out his thumb, his face was full of admiration, and said, "Since Miss agreed to my proposal, then follow the principle of ladies first, please say what you have chosen!" ”

The surroundings gradually became quiet, and the eyes involuntarily turned away from John and onto the witch, and the pressure returned to her.

Looking at Gretel, who was lost in thought, Hansel's expression also became serious, he knew his sister's predicament, under this seemingly fair rule, her odds of winning had unknowingly changed from 100% to 50%, or even lower.

They know very little about this rich young master who is always smiling, but the other party can get their information through various channels.

The difference between victory and defeat caused by this increase and decrease cannot be inferred by mere guesswork.

"Gretel!"

Hansel shouted in a low voice and shook his head at her slightly, but his sister, who was used to being tough, refused her brother's proposal without hesitation,

"You don't care!"

Gretel said with a serious expression.

The other party's proposal made her very passive, but she didn't think she would lose, as long as she took a point from him, she won, even if she was lucky enough to draw, there was still a chance,

Besides, Gretel wasn't ready to give him a chance to draw.

"I chose hand-to-hand combat for the first event, and archery for the second."

Gretel said in a deep voice, her eyes flashing with an eerie sharpness.

"Hand-to-hand combat and archery!

Hehe! Does it seem that the young lady is very confident in her skills? ”

John looked at her meaningfully, and suddenly said,

"In that case, in order to convince Your Excellency and be generous as a master, I will give you a chance to win me, and I will choose to shoot the first item."

As soon as the sentence fell, the atmosphere suddenly became weird, people looked at each other, very puzzled, a young master who likes literary and artistic painting actually compared shooting with a demon hunter with accurate marksmanship, what is this, admitting defeat in disguise.

Debbie, who had been watching from the sidelines, thought the same thing, she thought that the young master had turned the situation around with his wisdom, but she didn't expect him to send the good situation back.

Attack the strengths of the other with your own shortcomings!

I don't know what the eldest young master thinks, even if he has a good face, he doesn't have to do it.

The Witcher's physical fitness is far beyond that of ordinary people, and he is extremely experienced in combat.

Fighting with hand-to-hand, even if she lets two hands, the young master can't win.

Archery, hehe!

Others don't know, but Debbie, who has always taken care of John, knows very well that she hasn't seen him touch a bow since she was a child.

As for the last item, the eldest young master seems to have practiced marksmanship for half a day, and if he is lucky, it is estimated that there is still a possibility of winning half of it.

But what is the difference between half-percent and none, thinking of this, Debbie couldn't help but sigh, and a worried look appeared on her face.

No one was optimistic about John, and some even thought that the contest could be over here, so when John proposed the second contest as a painting, no one raised any objections, and even Hansel, whose face was tense, relaxed, took a sip of red wine, and threw a look at his sister who would accept it when he saw it.

But no one expected that at this time, the witch witch who had been in a calm state suddenly became angry, her eyes were sharp, and she shouted with hatred,

"John Condon, I have no objection to the two competitions you have chosen.

I'm going to add a bet, though. ”