Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Chapter 272: The Battle of the Losers
Before my father was alive...he had such a friend?

The first thought that arose in Boris's heart was suspicion, but apart from such a relationship, he really couldn't think of anyone else who would risk such a great life to save him.

In fact, he believed that Dr. Ji Ming would definitely take action if he saw it. However, his ability as the God of Choice was all about dealing with weirdness. At least it was absolutely impossible for him to take so many rounds from Fein without losing.

Therefore, the mysterious man with the question mark face in front of me could only be what he said. He was a former friend of his father. He saw me in trouble when he passed by and helped me.

Although he was stabbed in the back by his so-called relatives, Boris still subconsciously wanted to stand up and salute and thank this elder.

"Thank you uncle..."

But since those two people dared to show their faces, they would all be killed. Even the tenacious cheetah man could only slump to the ground and barely have the strength to speak.

So before he could even sit up straight, he was forcefully suppressed by a mouthful of sweet blood that surged up in his chest and abdomen, and he almost lost HP on the spot.

Damn it, I'm risking my life to save you, don't die in front of me!

"Boris, I saved you for your father's sake. If you want to thank me, just thank your father for being a good man, and you did not disgrace him."

Ji Ming had no choice but to be a good person and took out a bottle of healing potion that was relatively large in the inner city and had absolutely nothing to do with a certain miracle doctor.

"Drink it, it will always make the wound feel better."

As a warrior professional with a small fortune, Boris could tell at a glance that this was a healing potion. He unscrewed the cap and smelled the familiar smell, and drank it in one gulp without thinking twice.

But as soon as the liquid entered his throat, he immediately opened his eyes wide, because although he had indeed drank a lot of this stuff, today's bottle definitely tasted the best and had the most powerful effect.

The cool feeling gradually spreads to the wounds all over the body. This is when the effect of the medicine begins to assist the body's functions in repairing damaged parts. If you rest more, it won't take long to regain the ability to walk.

It seems that this uncle of mine who appeared out of nowhere is indeed a big shot, and may even know a very powerful pharmacist, maybe at Ji Ming's level...

But time waits for no one. When the mercenaries were there before, the eyes lurking in the darkness around them didn't dare to act rashly, but now that they are gone, these people are starting to make moves.

If they knew that the mercenary leader was leading the clown mole to strangle the president of the Adventurers Association, the inner city would be wiped out by rumors tomorrow.

Although it is only a matter of time before the conflicts in the inner city break out as players enter Sunshine City, this time definitely cannot be now.

Ji Ming believed that Feynman, who was suffering from side effects, definitely thought the same way, so he wouldn't mind maintaining a certain tacit understanding with him on such strange things.

So after Boris stopped the bleeding a little, he urged in a low voice.

"Okay, it's not advisable to stay here for a long time. Let's evacuate to other places first!"

"Uh ah...okay..."

Ji Ming took the limping Boris out for a long distance, and did not stop until the [Fart Technique] could no longer detect any more farts.

Drowsy Boris: Weird, what happened to the people from the outer city tonight? Did they catch a cold collectively? Why are some people farting all the time...

"Okay, we should be safe, you..."

He had been in a dizzy state due to fatigue for an unknown amount of time. When he finally got the order to stop, he suddenly felt his feet go weak.

Therefore, before Ji Ming finished speaking, he heard the sound of falling to the ground with relief from behind.

"..."

Sighs sounded in the alley, Ji Ming simply opened the system and started editing temporary reward tasks.

[Task Name: Unknown Omen]

[Mission introduction: The entry of the pioneers seems to have intensified the conflicts among the senior management of Sunshine City. This city with many hills is probably going to usher in a bloody liquidation. Fortunately, we still have time to deal with it]

[Task content: I can’t control it any more, please send someone over quickly...]

However, halfway through the fight, Ji Ming deleted this inner sentence and replaced it with a more formal and serious wording.

He left a note to Boris with pen and paper, and the question mark uncle who had hidden his merits and fame disappeared into the night just as he came.

Without letting Boris, who was lying on the ground and pointing in front of him, wait long, a large group of players rushed over like monkeys.

"Didn't we just conclude the cooperation in the afternoon? Why did this frivolous man kneel down at night?"

"Maybe he met Jie Dao on the way. He's an avid plus-size male Furui lover or something."

"Then Sunshine City is too dangerous. Brother Cow, remember to be careful next time you go out. If it's not possible, let's wear iron pants."

"Why do you suddenly start talking about such weird topics? I'm live broadcasting. How can Supervisor stand this kind of excitement!"

"Stop talking, stop talking. This NPC is in a dying state now. Whoever brought rejuvenating liquid or something should quickly pour it on him, otherwise the mission will fail."

With a flurry of treatment and hurried transportation, the players carried Boris back with ropes and wooden sticks as if the ancient ancestors had caught some prey.

"Don't say it, it does seem a bit astringent... Hey, brother, don't run away."

Boris, who was originally supposed to die tonight, was secretly protected in the White Wolf Ancestral Temple for the time being with the help of Ji Ming and the players, while Finn, who was severely beaten, was still incompetent and furious in the arena.

Of course, as a well-educated and polite mercenary leader, his incompetent rage is definitely not just a matter of throwing, smashing, yelling, etc.
——But very powerful smashing and roaring!
Amidst a series of indescribable swear words and insults, he raised his fist and punched the cheetah man in front of him on the face.

Although not every cheetah man is a "Sharp Claw", this does not prevent him from finding some of Boris's kind as sandbags to vent his anger.

Even the orcs couldn't stand such a brutal attack. The cheetahs, who had a huge level gap to begin with, didn't even have the slightest ability to resist.

After being lifted up by the scruff of his neck again and then thrown heavily to the ground, he lay on the ground with his deformed head unable to stand up at all.

But before he even took a deep breath, he felt his abdomen was hit hard again.

"stand up!"

That was Finn who was kicking and kicking, trying to force the Cheetah to fight for who knows how many rounds.

It's a pity that Dr. Fei's physical rejuvenation really didn't work this time, and the cheetah man was beaten to death in a pool of blood.

"What a waste!" The angry Finn drew out his saber and chopped off the Cheetah Man's head, but the last bit of blood from the Cheetah Man's neck spurted out and splashed onto his eyelids.

"Grass!"

Finn finally felt that the sullenness in his heart was vented, and he felt even more depressed, but the people were already dead, so what was the point of whipping the corpse?
He could only curse and go to the nearby bathroom, pouring a large amount of cold winter water on his sweaty head.

Feeling the chill that was enough to tighten the pores all over his body, his brain gradually cooled down and finally regained his ability to think.

The current situation is that Mi Yang is dead, Boris has been rescued, and Grad is following him...

While he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a tentative call from behind.

"Lord Finn, can I become the president of the Adventurers Association tomorrow?"

That was Grad, who had been beaten alive from a wild boar to a black-skinned domestic pig. There was not even a single piece of good flesh on his ugly face, which was all covered with punch marks from the mysterious man.

Such a funny appearance made Finn feel both angry and funny. Needless to say, it was funny. He was angry because he recalled this extremely ugly failure, and because:
——Damn it, why can others achieve such a perfect overall swelling effect, but I can collapse my skull in just a few punches! ?
Fein, who felt that he was much weaker than others in his professional counterpart of violence, became angrier and angrier as he thought about it, and completely forgot to reply to Grad's stupid question.

But in Grade's eyes, this meant that Finn was going to break his promise, and his coveted position as president would be deprived of him on the eve of victory.

Wuwuwu, why am I still so miserable despite working so hard? This world is too cruel to ordinary people like me...

He was so anxious that he quickly stepped forward, ready to hug his new father's thigh and plead.

But Finn was already in a state of confusion. When he saw this dark and ugly thing, which looked like an online IQ but was actually a giant baby, he turned away with a sad face, and was so frightened that he screamed.

"Get out of here!"

Grad was stunned for a moment, recalling how the other brother scolded him when he was fighting with him before, and the anger in his heart was finally ignited.

"Sir, you promised to make me the president, are you going to break your promise?"

If it were normal, Finn would definitely choose to take a small step back to restore bilateral relations. After all, the Puppet Adventurers Association will still need this idiot's assistance in the future.

But he was so disgusted by the other party's behavior that he almost vomited. He frowned in disgust and kicked him directly.

"Whether you can become the president or not is entirely up to me. Just go back and wait for the news. Is it possible that I can trick you?"

Although he was kicked in the face, he at least got a reply that favored him. Just as Grad was about to give up in his PUA, he heard Finn, who still felt unsatisfied, add something in a low voice.

"Besides, what if I don't give you the position of president? You're just a dirty orc, and you actually dare to put forward conditions..."

This was considered to be a point of contact for Grad. He was worried about the consequences of stabbing his eldest brother in the back. He completely collapsed. He suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Finn's shoulders and roared loudly.

"Finn, what do you mean? In order to show my sincerity, I even betrayed my dearest brother, but what I got in exchange was your attitude!?"

"Don't you dare push me!"

A mixture of thick fishy odor and blood sprayed in Finn's face. Now the anger in Finn's heart was aroused. With his eyes full of bloodshot eyes, he broke away from Grad's hands and pushed them back with his backhand.

Unable to stand still, Grad stumbled back two steps and let out an angry groan.

"You, you, you, you... I just pushed you, what happened? Humph!"

The most ferocious confrontations often only require the most childish methods. The two people were so angry that they started pushing each other like elementary school students.

After performing several rounds of "I pushed the wild boar" and "I pushed the group leader", the quarrel finally escalated into a fight.

If they were outside, other members of the Storm Mercenary Group would have run out to break up the fight.

You yell to calm down, and he yells to forget it. The two of you who got the steps can save your face and dignity. For the time being, swallow your arrogance and end with the sentence "This is to give everyone face".

But in order to vent his anger, when Finn came here to torture prisoners, he usually asked no one, including the adjutant, to accompany him. Grad could not hold back his thoughts and sneaked in to seek a promise.

Therefore, the two of them fought without any restrictions from the bathroom to the arena, with no intention of stopping amidst each other's spiraling anger.

In fact, if the fight is resolved quickly and it develops into a unilateral beating of Grad by Finn, there is still a possibility of a "good ending" to this fight.

But one was a mercenary leader who was in a weak state, and the other was a furious orc, and they were evenly matched with a gap of twelve levels.

Now things are broken. Everyone feels that as long as they persist, they can win and regain the initiative in this cooperation, so they fight harder and harder.

You use your right whip and kick, and he uses his left kick. Soon they become a pair of bloody men in the fist and kick fight, and the words they say become more and more outrageous.

"Dead pig, do you think I can no longer puppet the Adventurers Association without you? You are just a useless tool, understand!"

"Don't think that you are my only partner. At worst, I will go find Mr. Sola, and he will be happy to accept my friendship and loyalty!"

This was the last fig leaf for the two people's cooperation. As Grad took out an axe, the nature of the fight completely changed.

"You took out the knife, right? I think you are looking for death!"

Perhaps it was because he had just fought with the man in black for hundreds of intense rounds, but suddenly fighting with a slow quilboar made Finn feel extremely relaxed and comfortable.

Grad, who realized that he was no match for his opponent in terms of weapons and was digging a hole for himself, also screamed in panic. Within a few moves, his body was covered with knife wounds.

"That bitch actually wants to betray me. A wolf that you don't know how to raise should die!"

But before he could beg for mercy, his throat was accidentally cut by Finn's short knife.

"Uh...ahem..."

The blood flowed out and took away the heat that rushed to his head. Grad finally calmed down and realized what a stupid thing he had done.

He wanted to ask for help, but he felt that all the air in his lungs was leaking out from the cracks. He could only make weak hiccups and slowly choke on the blood foam.

In a daze, a very familiar figure appeared in front of his eyes, having been with him since childhood until today.

Boris, brother, save me...

(End of this chapter)