(The order of the previous two chapters was reversed, I'll get the editor to adjust it tomorrow, apologies for the inconvenience.)
"Damn! I really can't stand it anymore, this English guy is truly despicable!"
"Damn it, isn't there anyone who can handle him?"
"It's infuriating, this damn fellow, if he's got guts, he should go to the Demon Corps' special forces to cause trouble, pretending here is nothing worth bragging about!"
All at once, the Huaxia soldiers around the ring were all infuriated by Carlos.
Unbelievable!
Is it just because you won two matches that you look down on Huaxia soldiers?
"I'll do it!"
Just as everyone was angry but helpless, a deep voice suddenly rang out.
Immediately after, a tall figure appeared on the ring.
It was Ye Qiu.
This incident wasn't just intolerable to those Huaxia soldiers, Ye Qiu could not stand it anymore either!
What is this?
On Huaxia's ground, still on Huaxia's military territory, does a mere Englishman dare to boast like this?
