General Khalaf's unhappy expression had several meanings.
One is because he actually got into a fight with his own people, which was really a big mistake.
The second thing is that I haven't won the battle yet, which is simply embarrassing!
Thirdly, there was nowhere to vent his inner disdain. General Khalaf angrily said: "The Bloodfury Clan has really disgraced us and is hanging out with a group of human pariahs. We are so angry!"
After hearing General Khalaf's criticism, Vermeer said: "General, when we meet later, you must not break out into a conflict with that big shot, otherwise it will be difficult for me to guarantee your safety."
"What do you mean by that? Who dares to pretend to be a big shot in front of you and me?"
General Khalaf asked.
Vermeer said: "Don't talk like that... That big shot killed Gangluotuku's head before and reorganized all the Gangluo clan's legions!"
General Kalaf was stunned when he heard this: "Are you saying that the army of the Gangro clan going south has been wiped out? That mad dog in Tuku is dead?"
"That's right!"
Vermeer said: "Gangro Tutu has been beheaded!"
"How is this possible?" General Khalaf couldn't believe his ears!
"Who can kill Tuku? The Bloodfury clan is just a branch of Cappadocia. How could they do it?"
General Khalaf asked.
Vermeer sighed and said: "Don't say it's you, even I don't believe my eyes... If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it! Don Quixote is really too powerful, he can actually By relying on his own strength to kill Gangro Tuku, just because of this, one can imagine his strength."
Vermeer deliberately spoke of Soong Ziyu in a very powerful way, just because Vermeer was also regarded as Soong Ziyu's prisoner.
Lifting Song Ziyu higher is also an act of gaining face for Vermeer himself.
"snort!"
Khalaf's face changed slightly, and then he said calmly: "No matter who it is, I want an explanation for beating our Southern Army like this!"
Vermeer smiled and said: "I advise you not to provoke that big shot, General Khalaf. I think your personal strength is not enough to compete head-on with Gangro Tuku!"
"you……"
General Calaf was speechless: "Your Highness the Saint, I don't like hearing what you are saying! If you insist on saying this, what is this Don Quixote? I must understand it for a while."
…
At the seaside port, the two sides had a very formal meeting.
In a small open space outside the city, the generals of the two armies talked face to face.
"Is your Excellency Don Quixote?"
General Khalaf looked at Song Ziyu with a look on his face.
"Is there anything you need advice on?" Song Ziyu had a smile on his face.
It was completely impossible to tell that the skinny zombie in front of him was actually the leader of the Southern Legion, which made Song Ziyu couldn't help but take a few more glances.
You must know that the so-called Southern Legion was formed by the Sabbat Alliance and selected elite warriors from the major clans in order to coordinate operations. It belonged to the Thorn Head Concentration Camp.
It is simply impossible for ordinary people to control such a team.
So is this humble guy in front of me actually the head of the Southern Legion?
"Boy, when did the Bloodrage Clan become the number one person like you? Why didn't I know?"
Khalaf relies on his old skills and acts like a big boss, which makes people feel uncomfortable just looking at him.
"How do you speak? If you don't know how to speak, I can teach you."
Song Ziyu took out the nail clippers and started trimming her nails.
In the eyes of zombies, this behavior is tantamount to alienation and provocation.
You know, powerful zombies rely on their own fangs and sharp teeth. This guy in front of him actually cuts his nails in front of him. Who are he looking down on?
"Boy, I heard that you are very good at fighting. Even Tuku died in your hands. Is that true?" General Khalaf asked.
"It's a trivial matter, not worth mentioning."
Song Ziyu still looked calm and calm, as if nothing was worth mentioning.
But it was this calm look that made General Khalaf furious.
"Your Excellency is so powerful? It seems that I have to ask you for advice."
Calaf said: "I am the Marquis of the Lesenba clan and the general of the Southern Legion canonized by the Holy Church!"
"so what?"
Song Ziyu said: "What do you want to express?"
Kalaf roared in a low voice: "I want to tell you! How noble my origin is, and you, you are just a remote branch of Cappadocia. Who do you think you are? In front of the blood, you are useless!"
Song Ziyu smiled lightly and said: "Bloodline? That's bullshit! In the face of absolute strength, bloodline is like a floating cloud!"
"Well, let me see your absolute strength!"
Calaf said viciously.
Under the mutual ridicule of these words, Calaf completely forgot Vermeer's instructions.
In fact, as a creature that has been killing all his life, it is certainly impossible for Kalaf to listen to any well-intentioned advice.
Calaf only knew how to turn around when he hit the southern wall.
"Look at my absolute strength? It's not without problems, but how do you want to see it?"
Song Ziyu finished trimming her fingernails, and then held a cigarette in her mouth. Her expression was so exaggerated that she didn't take the zombie seriously at all.
"What do you think? Of course I do!"
Kalaf took action brazenly and clawed at Soong Ziyu's chest.
Good guy!
The method of this guy is exactly the same as that of the photo gallery.
Song Ziyu is a little annoyed!
The distance between the two sides is very close, and they will attack whenever they want. These guys are indescribably savage.
When dealing with such a wild animal, Song Ziyu decided to teach it a lesson so that it would know that the iron pot is made of iron!
Now!
Song Ziyu swung one arm horizontally, swinging a huge pendulum!
Such movements are the pinnacle of martial arts.
The powerful force carried the energy of space and hit Calaf's arm, directly knocking the claws that Calaf grabbed!
However!
This is just the beginning!
The counterattack has just begun!
The next second after Song Ziyu deflected General Khalaf's attack, his left hand hit Kalaf's shoulder like a hammer.
Good guy!
Although General Khalaf has experienced hundreds of battles, he has never encountered this kind of fighting style.
Did this damn person think of herself as a shot put or a discus?
Before General Khalaf could react, Khalaf felt that he was a head shorter and could not even straighten his neck.
It is true that the zombie's body is very powerful, but as Song Ziyu said, in the face of absolute strength, everything is just a cloud.
Good health is useless.
With this punch, even though General Khalaf didn't know the pain, several of the bones in his body were violently broken, and the man was rammed into the soil, so he was half buried.
"How's it going? Do you still want to fight?"
Song Ziyu put his fist on Kalaf's head, and then asked calmly.
Some people died, but not completely...
