CHAPTER 365 INFIGHTING?

Aston looked at Maximilian and then looked at Jude.

The smoke in front of Jude was even more indistinct. And when Aston looked at Jude's face through

the smoke, he would feel that Jude's face was somewhat distorted.

Kingsley and other people looked at Maximilian with anger, feeling that Maximilian was provoking them.

"He is fucking arrogant. Jude, we can't bear it." Kingsley said with anger.

Jude's nostrils emitted two streams of white smoke, and the thick smoke drifted in front of him as if he

was about to become a god.

"No hurry, the most important thing is to deal with that Senior Fighter." Jude flicked the cigarette ash

and said indifferently, "He, the last one to clean up."

"It isn’t necessary to worry about that Senior Fighter. There are so many senior fighters now. But most

of them are waste and useless." Kingsley said with dissatisfaction.

Just now he lost face in Maximilian’s hands, Kingsley couldn't wait to give Maximilian a lesson, but

Kingsley was unable to do it, so he could only entice Jude to help him.

Jude sneered and looked at Aston, "Aston, don't keep us in suspense. Tell us who is the Senior Fighter

this time."

"Fine." Aston took out his phone, looked at a message on the phone, and said, "This time, it is Kaur,

the King of Solider of the Southern. Kaur has been in the army for more than ten years and has won

many battles. The most brilliant is the battle in Mount Watt."

"In the batten in Mount Watt, Kaur led a fifteen-member combat squad against a reinforced enemy

battalion. And the enemy's 1,500 men used heavy firepower but did not take Mount Watt."

"After fierce fighting for three days and three nights, the enemy withdrew because they had suffered

more than half of the casualties. And only three of the combat team led by Kaur survived, two of whom

were seriously wounded, and only Kaur was slightly wounded."

After the remark, Aston looked at Maximilian, but saw Maximilian was calm. Then Aston looked at

Jude.

Jude took a deep breath with the cigarette in his mouth, and the hand holding the cigarette shook

insignificantly, showing Jude's nervous in his heart.

Kingsley and other people were dumbfounded when they heard this, and indescribable scenes of fierce

fighting emerged in their minds.

“Why does this sound like a mythical story? There are many versions of the story of battle in Mount

Watt. It is said that something went wrong inside that caused Kaur to fight such a mythical battle."

Kingsley said.

"But after the battle, Kaur still behaved good in battles, basically he didn’t defeat. The worst is even

with the opponent. His command ability is strong anyway."

"I think we couldn’t hand our lives to Kaur. Those who have been on the battlefield are best at giving up

their non clique partner’s lives. If we are under his command, we properly die as well."

"I understand what Jude means now. Jude is afraid that we might be used as cannon fodders by Kaur,

so he will first clean up Kaur, instead of that Maximilian. It seems Maximilian isn’t good at command.”

The killers quickly sided with Jude, and they all supported Jude's suggestion to settle Kaur first. No one

supported Kingsley's idea to give Maximilian a lesson immediately.

Kingsley glared viciously at Maximilian, lowered his head and took out a cigarette, and smoked.

"Jude, do you have confidence to deal with Kaur? He is about to become a god in those legends."

Kingsley asked in a low voice.

"It's hard to say. I'll only know it when we are against each other." Jude said with his eyes closed.

Maximilian crossed his legs and took out his phone to play, waiting for the arrival of Senior Fighter

Kaur.

For Kaur, Maximilian was still curious. After all, there were only a few people alive that could have so

many legends.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

Neat footsteps sounded like war drums, and a group of strong men wearing camouflage uniforms

walked in solemnly.

In the side of the team of strong men, Kaur worn beach suit and a pair of slippers, and walked slowly

with a pipe in his mouth. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Compared with the neat military pace, Senior Fighter Kaur was like a small gangster.

"Well, everyone is here early; we are not late, right?" Kaur said loudly and cheerfully.

Aston hurriedly stood up and trotted to meet Kaur, "Kaur, you come just in time." Aston said

ingratiatingly.

Kaur was assigned by the backer, so Aston naturally knew how to please Kaur.

Kaur gently patted Aston's cheek and said with a playful smile, "You are Aston? It is good, it is quite

good. You are a sweet talker. Your people are all here, right? Are they a bit unconvinced of me?"

"Well ... I will talk to them, and they will listen to your command properly." Aston said with some

concern.

The killers under his hand were quite rebellious. And Jude had publicly stated that he wanted to take

the command. If he was unable to appease Jude and others later ... The more Aston thought about it,

the more head-ache he became, especially when he saw Maximilian was looking at Kaur with interest.

Aston instantly felt that his brain began to hurt.

Jude and others were looking at Kaur gloomy, as if they were going to start a war at any time.

Kaur, however, ignored Jude and the others, and instead walked towards Maximilian with a smile on his

face.

"You look nice. I think you are my destined person, so I will sit with you." Kaur said to Maximilian.

"Meeting is destiny, and the mercenaries you bring with you are pretty good." Maximilian said

indifferently.

A mercenary opened the portable chair on his back and put it beside Maximilian, and then Kaur sat on

it.

"They are much stronger than the average mercenaries, but they are just above average. Well, those

guys on the other side are even more useless. Did they embarrass you just now? I'll help you teach

them a lesson." Kaur seemed to have known Maximilian for a long time and kept saying.

Maximilian laughed as he listened, "They are indeed quite weak, but the key is that they do not have

self-consciousness, I wonder if you have any."

The pipe in his mouth shook a bit. Kaur tilted his head and looked at Maximilian, "Well, you seem to be

crazier than them. I make a mistake this time.”

"If you made mistakes, you would not be Senior Fighter in the Southern. But don't use the Thirty-Six

Strategies on me. What I learned was the art of war from our ancestor."

Looking at Maximilian's playful appearance, Kaur became serious, "You still want to pretend to be my

ancestor?"

"Military Science of Sun Zi mentioned the Thirty-Six Stratagems summarized by Master Sun Bin. You

have to be good enough to recognize your ancestor."

Listening to the exchange between Maximilian and Kaur, Aston helplessly covered his face, feeling the

dilemma. Were they going to have infighting?