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Chapter 1625 passive little grandson(2/2)

Is this seeking revenge, or is it just to continue having fun?

There’s no wine bottle here, so I’m afraid that’s not the correct answer, right?

Hey, your guy has a grudge against him?

Why are you working so hard?"

Cai Gen was even more difficult to answer Lang Jiahao.

Because of Xiao Sun's resistant expression and violent posture, the feeling of dissonance was overwhelming.

As long as others are not blind, they can sense his reluctance.

So what emotions dominate him?

If I stop Xiao Sun now, he will become mentally ill.

Achilles listened to Pro's repeated shouting not to fight, and did not dare to fight back. He could only rely on his shield to block.

But, where does Xiao Sun have the intention to stop?

Finally, the atmosphere of the battlefield infected Achilles, and countless bloody moments echoed in his mind. His warrior genes came into play, and he drew his dagger and began to fight back.

Xiao Sun has learned martial arts, which is not all showy. His reaction speed and strength are precise, his basic skills are very high, and there are many routines in it.

Although Achilles did not receive systematic martial arts training, his killing skills, which he honed among the dead on the battlefield, were also clean and neat.

When two people fight each other like this, it looks much better than a fight between street gangsters.

You come and go, the battle is fierce, and the audience can't stop cheering.

However, Achilles has a shield and a dagger in his hand, which can be used both offensively and defensively.

Xiao Sun relied on a suit of scale armor to fight against the enemy, and it was a bit of a disadvantage to rely solely on defense.

Cai Gen couldn't stand it anymore. If you take advantage, you don't have to say anything, but if you suffer a loss, it won't be good.

"Little grandson!

Where are your brothers?

Why, are you also afraid of losing your status?"

In fact, there was no need for Cai Gen to remind him, Xiao Sun had been hesitating.

Should we cooperate with our body and continue fighting, or should we passively resist?

After being called out by Cai Gen, even if you don't want to, you can't fight the loser.

Ten grandchildren surrounded Achilles, but it was completely different.

Achilles couldn't care less about his head and tail, and was helpless to resist.

Like a sandbag, it constantly measures the attack power of Xiao Sun's fists and kicks, crackling like New Year's firecrackers.

His own defense was astonishing, and he didn't even have any scratches.

Seeing that Cai Gen's side had the upper hand, Pu Puo continued to persuade.

"Stop it, it's useless.

He was soaked in the River Styx by his mother since he was a child, making him invulnerable.

If you can't fight or win, give up."

Cai Gen looked sideways at the foreign old man, who did he belong to?

Is it hurting Xiao Sun's self-confidence?

Psychological warfare?
Chapter completed!
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