Ziegler's arms regained some strength at this point, and he raised them in an attempt to remove Randall's hands.

But no matter how hard he struggled, even if he used the strength of the milk to condense all the armed colors in his hands, he couldn't shake Randall's hand in the slightest.

The slender white hand, like a pair of pincers, locked his neck firmly.

Seeing this, Randall's five fingers couldn't help but tighten again.

Ziegler rolled his eyes in discomfort.

Helpless, he could only scold viciously:

"But, damn imp! So cunning!

You are so strong, why do you deliberately hide it?!

Did you want to hurt me from the beginning?!

Despicable, shameless!"

Ziegler stared at Randall like a demon who chooses to devour people.

Because of the emotion, and because Randall was pinching his neck, his saliva was flowing from between his teeth.

This adds to his madness.

Listening to Ziegler's remarks, even Randall, who was angry, was a little incoherent.

Didn't he harbor evil intentions and harbor bad intentions towards himself first?

Why does it sound like it's all your fault?

The calf's sworn appearance made Randall a little confused.

Why can a person be so shameless!

The expressions of those lieutenant generals at this time were also indescribable.

Originally, looking at Lieutenant General Ziegler, who was struggling in vain at Randall's hands, they were shocked, powerless, and quite a kind of rabbit died and the fox was sad, the back wave pushed the front wave, and the front wave died on the beach.

They really couldn't believe that Randall was so young and yet so powerful.

They couldn't even determine Randall's specific strength.

However, Ziegler's words shocked them directly.

They didn't expect this colleague who seemed quite normal before to be a crazy critic.

This logic is simply unusual.

He didn't say anything about insulting General Zefa.

Let's just say that the process of him throwing Randall out to block the gun before, they can see it clearly.

Who is this sweetness trying to harm whom!

They had wondered why Ziegler had been cold to Randall before, but then his attitude took a 180-degree turn, as if he were talking about something.

It turned out that he had been planning for a long time and wanted to harm others!

An attempted murder, and you still have the face to say that someone else deliberately murdered you?

They were all scared for Ziegler.

Randall was stunned for several seconds, which was enough to see how much of an impact this passage had on his mind.

When he came back to his senses, his fingers clenched a little.

Ziegler suddenly danced uncomfortably, and frantically pulled Randall's hand.

"Heh, heh, let me apologize, dream!

You, you can't kill me! I'm a Vice Admiral!

The Sengoku Marshal is still there! If you kill me, you won't be able to stay in the navy!"

Ziegler struggled.

The hoarse tone was full of smugness and mockery.

The corners of his mouth also curled up in a very prelude arc.

He dared to say this when he heard the shouts of the Warring States before.

Because he was determined, Randall didn't dare to kill him in front of Sengoku.

And in fact, Sengoku has indeed been paying attention to this side.

Because of this, he has been pressed and beaten by Barrett.

When he heard Ziegler's words, he almost suffered a cerebral hemorrhage.

Can't you see that Randall isn't emotionally stable right now?

How dare you irritate him so much?

Where the hell did you get your courage?!

Or do you just want to die and drag Randall into the water with that?

By now, he had figured out that everything was

This Ziegler provoked.

Randall was only forced to meet the attack.

But he really didn't want to see the navy, especially the generals, killing each other.

He intends to make a final effort.

"Randall, don't be impulsive! I'll do it myself!

I won't let you be wronged!"

Sengoku yelled at Randall.

The implication is that he doesn't want Randall to do it.

But the words of the Warring States only fueled Ziegler's arrogance even more.

"Ha, haha, I said it! You can't kill me!

At that time, I will be locked up for a few days at most!

You are strong! But you can't help me!

At most, I'll walk around you after that!"

Ziegler said proudly.

Then he patted Randall on the arm and said:

"Don't let go yet! You don't have a military rank yet! Not even a first-class soldier!

The following sins alone are enough to cure you!

But I don't remember villains, and I don't care about you in general!

But you Sweet hastened to let go of your hand, hear no!"

The last sentence he said was uttered in a commanding tone.

Apparently with Sengoku backing him, even though he knew he wasn't Randall's opponent, he felt that he had an advantage now.

After saying that, he waited for Randall's action.

He couldn't wait to see Randall obviously angry to death, but he just had a helpless unwilling expression.

These words made Randall and Sengoku's faces darken at the same time.

The psychological activity of the Warring States is that this person doesn't know what to do.

At this time, if you just say something nice, I still have a reason to let Randall let you go for the time being.

But you're like that... Hehe...

To be honest, even he seems to have beaten Ziegler up now.

It's so sweet and annoying.

Randall was also.

Not only did he not let go, but he increased his strength.

At this point, Ziegler was completely speechless.

It's hard to even breathe.

Seeing this, his eyes were full of puzzlement, doubt, and panic.

"Marshal of the Warring States, in fact, if he just wants to kill me, then I can ignore it.

But the last thing he should do is to speak disrespectfully to Teacher Zefa!

And even now, he is unrepentant!

So I'm sorry, Marshal Sengoku, but if he has a repentant attitude..."

Hearing this, Sengoku felt that Ziegler was dead.

He knew Zefa's place in Randall's heart.

Ziegler's wave is really a violation of heaven.

Warring States gritted his teeth and cursed secretly, these two people really didn't take him seriously!

But at this time, he was entangled by Barrett and didn't have the heart to care about it at all.

Seeing that the Warring States were silent, Ziegler really panicked.

Did the marshal of the Warring States period mean that he had given up on him?

Looking at Randall, who had a cold face in front of him, for a moment, he was like falling into an ice cave.

Fear instantly grabbed his throat and enveloped him.

He no longer had the smugness he had before, only embarrassment.

Randall's cold killing intent was licking his skin, and he knew that the man in front of him was really ready to kill him.

The most terrible thing is that the marshal of the Warring States doesn't seem to care about him anymore!

No, if you really want to keep him, it's easy!

You don't need to come, just talk and intimidate this stunned young man!

What do you mean you don't speak?!

No, do something!

Others can't be trusted, and the most critical time is to rely on yourself!

By the way, Randall wants him to apologize!

He wants

Apologize!