True love has no smooth road, and it has become madness while moving forward.

Although it cannot be generalized, the raging love fire that has been ignited for this can still burn out the reason and cowardice, leaving only the most direct expression and giving.

So the first thing that Scarface said when he saw Narita was: "I'll give you everything tonight."

His words are worthy of his heart. For love, he not only devoted himself, but also became a sacrifice for the entire team. How blind and crazy it is.

“Does it need treatment?”

Narita asked staring at the wound on his right arm.

"Do you ask this to make me feel more comfortable before I die, or do you want to talk to me for a while?"

“There are both.”

"Then I'm very relieved." Scarface leaned against the wall with a smile, trying to sit up straight so that I don't look so embarrassed.

"Now I'll let the military doctor come over."

After Narita said that, she was about to turn around and call someone, but was stopped by "Scarface".

"Wait, don't bother them, just treat me."

"I can only stop the bleeding, but I can't suture the wound."

“That’s enough.”

"Scarface" knew that there was not much time left for him, so he made such a decision in order to spend a while with the person he loved. Narita knew it well and didn't say much, so she started to stop the bleeding for him. After a simple operation, the blood was stopped, and the pale and cold face of "Scarface" had a warm feeling.

"Thanks."

"I'll tell you this."

"Don't, if you really say it, I'll break down."

As he spoke, the smiling face of "Scarface" froze slightly, but it immediately stretched out again. It was the suppressed emotion that was surging, and he never saw it appear again.

"I know, this word will not appear in the next conversation."

"Then I'll feel relieved."

"Tell me, what else can I do to help you."

"To be honest, I have imagined a lot before, but now..." The natural regret made the 'Scarface' pause for a moment, but in a flash, I felt relieved: "With you here now, I believe you will handle everything for me."

This is trust, and it is even more helpless. After all, what's the use of dying people making many requests?

Narita was very disappointed. She was curious about what the other party had and hoped to put it forward, because this was the last opportunity to communicate, and she didn't want to leave any regrets to each other. But the reality was cruel, and the regrets remained. For this reason, she was like a thorn in her throat, but she could only nod and said, "Okay, let's leave it to me."

The first thing is to deal with the traitor Coomb. The word "traitor" is added by Narita, which is obviously a bit far-fetched. After all, the person who judged him was also the one who created him. Such a contradictory approach is really despicable. But what does it matter? The Joker is destined to be despised. Only by playing the role of a victim can he repay what he does. From this point of view, their death is more meaningful than life.

"Bring him here."

With a command, the two Timik soldiers immediately set up Coomb and trotted.

Narita pointed at her finger and said to Scarface: "I know you really want to kill him, but your current physical condition, as well as your inner emotions, are not allowed to do this."

"You'll do it for me, right?"

"No, it's more willing and more suitable for someone."

After hearing this, "Scarface" moved his heart and immediately looked at the crowd in the distance, looking for the best candidate for women.

"Don't worry, you'll see him right away."

Narita snapped her fingers at the crowd and ordered, "Bring that Sotan here too."

This time, Chalon personally escorted Mick and with the assistance of four Timik warriors, he took Mick to the designated position.

"The person you want, General." Chalong walked forward and said diligently.

"I'm going to let you go, Lieutenant."

Narita knew the purpose of his trip very well, so she expressed her gratitude bluntly.

"This is what I should do, General."

After Chalong responded politely, he turned around and stood aside.

"Open his handcuffs."

Narita said with a cold face and ordered the people around Mick.

The four of them looked at each other and turned their eyes to Chalong, hoping to get his approval.

After Chalong noticed it, he gave a stern instruction: "Do as the general told me!"

"Yes." The subordinates took the order and unlocked the handcuffs.

Mik, who lost his bondage, roared and rushed towards Comm like a wild beast out of the cage. Fortunately, the Timik warriors attacked and stopped him, so he failed.

"Let go of your dirty hands and let me go and kill him!"

Mick twisted his body and struggled hard, which made it difficult for the people who controlled him.

"Sir," a subordinate came to Chalong and whispered: "Will you handcuff him again?"

"I can't decide this."

While speaking, Chalong winked at the side, and the meaning was self-evident.

Narita ignored him and said softly to Scarface: "Calm your people and I hope things can be resolved decently."

‘Scarface’ nodded and shouted at the chaos: “Stop, Mick!”

Hearing the call, Mick stopped struggling, but still glared and was ready to break through again.

At this time, Narita stood up from the ground, walked to him a few steps, and asked solemnly: "Do you want to kill him, do you?"

"Nonsense, then there's more to say!"

"Very good, I will give you this opportunity, but you have to make sure you do what I said."

"As long as I can kill him, I will listen to you in everything."

"Get me their pistol."

Narita's request was quickly fulfilled, and she handed the gun to Mick: "Use this to end everything."

Without thinking, Mick reached out to take the gun and opened the side security.

Narita made a gesture to the left and right, and the Timik warriors around him immediately dispersed, opening up a path between the two.

"You two are retreating, too."

Chalong also gave orders to the subordinates who guarded Coom, and he did not want to save two more lives for this.

Next, all the Timik warriors opened their shields and formed a semicircular shield wall, surrounding the two of them. This scene was very similar to the death-fighting arena of ancient Rome, but one side had obvious advantages and lacked suspense.

Mik carried the gun and walked towards Koum, who was slumped on the ground. When he got closer, he did not rush to shoot, but kicked him over. Koum groaned and lay on his back. He stared at the ceiling dullly, with a bleak smile on his lips.

"Damn bastard, why don't you resist, don't resist?!"

Mick roared and made up a few more kicks. At this time, Comb instinctively raised his arm to block it, and he realized that the other party's hand was gone.

Perhaps out of pity, or disdain to bully the weak, Mick did not punch or kick again. He just held his gun and stared at Combe with his back facing the sky, standing without saying a word.

"What are you thinking, why haven't you shot?"

Coomb asked impatiently.

Mick's answer surprised him: "I want to save the boss, can you help me?"

"What a stupid idea." Coom felt that he was crazy, but after a change of thought, he agreed: "Anyway, it's all dead, I'll take a try with you."

"Then tell me how to do it."

"First pull me up and make them think you're going to kill me while standing."

Mick reached out to do it, and the moment Coom was picked up, he added: "Remember, let me turn my back to them so that I can move on to the next step."

The two stood according to the agreed position, and Mick continued, "What about now?"

"Beat me, beat me hard, it's better to beat me and scold me while I'm going to drive me to their side. At the end, I can take the opportunity to help you break the shield. You rush over, grab the person who is in charge, hold him hostage, and take the boss away from here."

Coomb said it concisely. Although Mick had a poor IQ, he could understand these things. After a little preparation, the two started the performance of this big show.

"Despicable and shameless, the traitor of the Sotan people, see if I won't beat you to death!"

Mick shouted and beaten, although it was an impromptu performance, but it came from the heart and therefore was very realistic.

Comb cooperated more actively. While being beaten and retreated, he did not forget to wail and beg for mercy: "Let me go, I'm just to survive."

"The Sotan people are all warriors. You can spare your life for your compatriots and companions, but what you do is not worthy of being a Sotan people at all!"

Mick became more and more angry as he spoke. The accumulated power burst out instantly and kicked him hard.

This kick was accurately kicked Coom in the chest, like a boxing sandbag, breaking away from the hook under a heavy blow, not only fulfilling his mission, but also being relieved.

“Ah~~~”

This sound was not so much a scream as a pleasant roar, because when Coom hit the defensive shield, he had a smile on his face.

He went all out and caught off guard. Under the dual action, the shield wall was actually hit by a gap. Mik rushed over without hesitation and saw Chalong at first sight. The other party also saw him and hurried to pull out the gun. Mik said nothing, and punched Chalong up, tilting his body, making him feel a little dazed.
To be continued...