"Oh no, boss, someone broke in!!!"

The garrison of the Tianlong slave-hunting group was in chaos, with many people lying on the ground and wailing one after another.

At this time, Gris, Finn and a group of Kung Fu sea cows walked into the garrison leisurely as if they were strolling in the street.

Of course, Finn did not take action. A group of minions, why did he need to take action, who was worthy of him.

Gris killed them all by himself. It was obvious that the enemies were particularly jealous when they met, and they all beat them to death. His strength could easily crush some minions.

The Kung Fu sea cows also had the will to fight and were eager to try. Finn also saw it in his eyes. They were definitely a group of warmongers. But Finn did not let them act.

Because Finn did not know what kind of strong man he would face next, for the sake of safety, it was safer to stay by his side.

After all, this was the territory of the Tianlong people, and their behavior was a slap in the face of the Tianlong people. Finn couldn't guarantee that the Tianlong people would give him this face and not pursue the matter.

However, because of his support, Gris became bolder and fought without scruples, crippling people with every move, which made Finn stunned.

This new brother was really fierce, but he didn't say anything. From his point of view, he must protect his own people. Besides, he didn't know what Gris had experienced, so it was good to vent.

No matter what kind of masters the Tianlong people sent next, he would be able to handle it. He didn't believe that this incident would really turn into a deadly situation with him.

"Stop, who are you? Don't you know whose territory this is?"

At this time, a tall and slightly fat middle-aged man shouted at Gris. It was obviously the so-called boss of this group of people. Seeing the brothers who were killed and injured, he was obviously angry.

However, when his eyes looked at Finn, he was a little stunned. Why does this person look so familiar? Obviously, he had seen Finn's photo, but he didn't recognize him at first.

However, seeing Finn's size and the sense of oppression, he was unsure for a moment. Then he thought that there was a Celestial Dragon behind him, and he suddenly became bolder.

However, Gris was eager to save people, so he didn't have time to nag him, and he just shouted.

"You bastard, do you still know me? Where did you lock my partner?"

"You are the captain of that pirate group. Aren't you being auctioned? It seems that you have been rescued."

The fat middle-aged man also remembered Gris at this time, and looked at Finn again, and understood.

"It seems that you are lucky, but you are not smart. You are free, but you still want to jump into the fire."

He didn't take Gris seriously at all. He was the one who defeated Gris and captured him, but Finn was here, which made him a little afraid.

Finn did not move, but just watched quietly. He wanted to see the determination of his subordinate. He couldn't just look for him when he encountered problems.

Wouldn't he be annoyed to death? Helping his younger brother clean up his mess every day. Is this what a big brother should do? Is such a younger brother worthy of him?

Looking for a younger brother is to help him solve the problem, not to cause trouble for himself. He knows very well that if things go the other way, it will not be right.

Fortunately, Gris did not disappoint Finn at this time and chose to attack the middle-aged man directly. Even if he knew the strength of the man in front of him, he did not choose to let Finn help him.

Because he knew very well that he had caused trouble for Finn, he could not be unaware of the weight of the three words "Tianlongren", so he needed to show his determination.

His partner was still waiting for his rescue, and he needed to rescue him himself, but Finn had no obligation to do so. So he rushed up without hesitation.

Gris was like an angry beast. Every move and every style condensed strong anger and determination. His punches and kicks were sharp and powerful, and he vowed to defeat the man in front of him.

But the middle-aged man was obviously not a good person. He dared to do such a business of arresting pirates on the sea. He needed strong strength to support him. Otherwise, wouldn't he be in vain?

He cleverly dodged Gris's attack, and then punched him hard, heading straight for Gris's chest.

However, Gris was never simple. How could he be hit so easily? He jumped up and cleverly avoided the middle-aged man's heavy punch.

Then he quickly fought back, and a sharp kick went straight to the middle-aged man's waist. The middle-aged man's body was also flexible. He quickly dodged the kick and then punched Gris in the face.

Gris did not choose to dodge this time, but directly chose to fight with him. The collision was like thunder and made people feel that the air was shaking.

Then there was a series of consecutive moves, including the Gris boxing move.Like a violent storm, every punch was a full-force squeeze and a full-force explosion.

The middle-aged man was not panicked, and responded in an orderly manner. His strength was extraordinary. The punches collided, making a series of dull collision sounds.

The Kung Fu Manatees were stunned, and only then did they realize that this newcomer had been very cautious before.

Finn also saw it, and was very sure that it seemed that determination and anger could really transform people on the battlefield.

How could he not see that there was a gap in the basic strength of the two on paper, but they were still fighting hard, which showed how strong Gris's determination was.

At the same time, the middle-aged man was not a pushover after a long battle. After dodging, he took out the knife next to him. Obviously, he was still a swordsman.

Seeing this, Finn was worried about Gris. He was a little unsure whether Gris could cope with it, but Gris did not ask him for help, and still wanted to defeat the strong enemy by himself.

The middle-aged man slashed fiercely with a knife, and Gris also wrapped his fist with the color of armed color to fight against him. The fist and the knife collided fiercely, sparks flew, and the atmosphere on the field became tense.

Gris endured the pain and retreated. He took a deep breath and regained his composure. This blow did not discourage him, but instead inspired him to fight more strongly.

"Boss, do you want us to help?" Wicks in Kung Fu Manatee asked anxiously.

Finn shook his head and signaled them to wait and see. This is a test for Gris to see if he can rise in adversity.

After several collisions, Gris took the initiative to attack. He cleverly avoided the middle-aged man's slash, and then suddenly exerted force, and a powerful sweeping kick knocked the middle-aged man away, and the middle-aged man fell heavily to the ground.

But things didn't end so easily. The middle-aged man quickly turned over, spitting saliva, mixed with a trace of blood, and obviously suffered a little loss.

Gris stood there, sweat dripping down, then took a deep breath and prepared to continue fighting.

But Finn stood up at this time. Gris had indeed proved his determination. He could not lose the game of weak against strong, and Finn recognized it.

He didn't come here to watch them fight until the end of time. If they continued to fight like this, it was obvious that there would be no results for a while. Besides, if reinforcements came later, it would be a big trouble.

Although he didn't think that the Celestial Dragons could do anything to him, it was obviously not a rational behavior to make enemies everywhere. Especially now, all he needed to do was to rescue people.

So, he stopped Gris and signaled him to stop. Then, the domineering color was accurately released, and a terrifying pressure accompanied by fear instantly appeared in the heart of the middle-aged fat man.

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