"Hey, guys over there."

Just as I was about to start to question, there was a shout from the harbor spaceship.

I saw a strange man wearing a white robe, tall and thin, but gray-skinned man coming from a distance, and using his extremely weird-looking hands, "How about we make a deal? Use the waste in your hands to exchange all the prisoners on our side?"

I squinted my eyes, turned to look at the weird guy walking step by step, continued to use my hands, and asked playfully, "Oh? This person is so important to you, are you willing to exchange for so many people?"

The weirdo laughed strangely: "Although he is not very important, I will still be a little troubled if he dies. This forced landing and supply needs to be prepared. I also like the goods I gave me before. I can't let him die like this in front of me."

I continued to ask, "Are you willing to use my more than 20 hands to exchange for this waste? This is a loss-making deal."

The weirdo's steps are extremely fast, but his figure is erratic, as if he is about to melt in the night.

"It's different. Although these soldiers of yours are brave, the threats added up are not as important as you. As long as you are still alive, these people will be insignificant."

To be honest, he held these soldiers in his hand, especially a commander who was willing to commit suicide and did not surrender, and the chances of surrendering the rest of the people were slim, and it would not be helpful to keep them - it would be better to exchange for a useful dog.

What's more, as long as they are sure to completely eliminate us here, it is not harmful to let go and catch us now.

From their arrogant attitude, I feel that I guessed it very much.

"make a deal."

I threw the pirate leader who was pinched and rolled his eyes off the ground and stood in front of the weirdo.

The gray-skinned weirdo was also very straightforward and ordered his subordinates to let go and release the soldiers hostage immediately, allowing them and Eton's remaining troops to join the encircled forces.

After these strange people let go of prisoners to cover them, I realized that their shapes were almost the same, all of which were white robes, tall and gray-skinned.

In my opinion, they are no different from the appearance of the leader in front of me. If I take off the headband worn by the soldiers and change into the gem-inlaid scarf that may be specially provided by the leader, I will never be able to recognize who they are.

"Interesting guys... we are the A-level pirate mercenary unit of the God-killing King Kong Pirates Group, "Shiroun". You can call me Shiroun directly. Anyway, as an enemy, the name is meaningless to you and me."

He immediately expressed the thoughts of both of us, "You just said, are you from the 'Ancient' group? This name is a unique taboo in the universe. Are you sure you can bear such a lie?"

Although the enemy in front of him was laughing, the aura on his body was like a poisonous snake, showing his poisonous fangs loomingly, as if he was about to spew venom at any time.

I remained silent, just staring at the person in front of me, without any emotional fluctuations in my eyes. At the same time, the aura accumulated on my body suddenly burst out, hitting the weird guy opposite like a tsunami.

Joke, I can chat and laugh when facing the indescribable existences in another world. Is there a little gray man who I am? Believe it or not, I will send you to Area 51 for an autopsy and collection?

"Don't be nervous, I'm just reminding you." He smiled deliberately, as if the malice just now was my illusion. "As pirates, the laws and taboos of interstellar are nothing to us. We just fought a fierce battle on a certain planet and were chased before landing here urgently. Even if you are really a member of the 'Ancient' group to pioneer here, I have no interest in this wild and barren planet. But..."

The weird leader seemed to be very interested in me, and after reaching an agreement, he immediately made another suggestion.

"It is undeniable that you have fallen into a disadvantage, and your subordinates remind me of the strange enemies before...so I want to give you a chance and fight with you, the leader..."

He looked at me with interest and said condescendingly: "If you can compete with our mercenary group and live without rules, then if you defeat us, you can take your subordinates with you."

After saying this, Eaton was already looking at him with anger, obviously extremely angry at these insulting conditions.

The reason for this kind of condition was clearly that he wanted to threaten me with the lives of the remnants of the Anti-Lightning Legion, and wanted everyone to see that I lost my life in a meaningless fight, and it was not what he said, "give me a chance."

Pirates are pirates, and this behavior is so sinister that it is hard to describe.

If I accept such conditions, it will be no different from the monkeys in the circus, and fighting has become a ridiculous game, hitting their minds.

But if I don't accept it, they can launch a massacre naturally. Even if the soldiers of the Anti-Lightning Legion are strong, they will feel abandoned and have distracting thoughts. These weird people can also use this opportunity to completely destroy the psychological defense line of the Anti-Lightning Legion.

In the end, they seemed to be afraid and disgusted with the willpower reflected by Eaton and the cohesion that had formed between the legion.

I really don’t know what kind of enemy these weird pirates have been hit with such a serious psychological shadow? I clearly have the heart to sit and watch the pirates under him be killed casually, but I am determined to slap the "military soul" that has been vaguely formed by the Counter Lightning Army...

I ignored his provocation and said seriously: "Then I can't really fight against a hundred, right? How many people are there on your ship? One hundred or two hundred?"

The weirdo who claimed to be Hiroon smiled and said, "Then take a step back. We can allow one-on-one fights, but you also have to take a step back. We don't allow weapons and armor. As long as you win one of us, we will let one of your subordinates go until all of them are released. What do you think?"

This condition sounds a bit fair, but when you think about it carefully, this behavior is still extremely unreasonable.

Although the other party had only one person, there was no requirement for the equipment they used. It was already extremely fouled just by optical invisible camouflage and the alloy knife at the waist.

If I can't use a halberd and wear armor, I'm still obviously in an extremely unequal state.

"Sir! Don't believe their nonsense! We will die..."

Eaton angrily scolded without hesitation, exposing the enemy's sinister heart and breaking his subordinates' luck mentality.

But before I finished speaking, I smiled and said, "No need to be so troublesome, let's fight. What do you think?"

I inserted the long halberd in my hand into the ground with a relaxed expression, and very seriously: "Not only can I do not use weapons or armor, but I can also do not use punches, slap, legs, knees, or heads..."

As soon as I said this, I took the initiative in the scene. The strange man on the opposite side froze on his face, and was caught off guard by the extraordinary response of my unruly and unruly response, and then his smile suddenly collapsed.

"Do you think you're very humorous?" he said coldly.

My smile was particularly natural, "Isn't this possible yet? Then I can not only not use both hands and feet, but also stand still. I can defeat you in this position with just one sentence. Do you believe it?"

The weird guy finally lost his patience: "It seems you are crazy. OK... Then let me see how you defeated me!"

I shook my head and said regretfully: "I didn't expect you to agree. Then I will perform a performance to beat you up without using any weapons..."

After saying that, I shouted to the dark night sky.

"Brothers, come on for me!"
Chapter completed!