Fight? No?

The decision was handed over by Lorraine to Bonett's hands.

He had the urge to laugh in his heart, because he suddenly thought that it was unreasonable to take the initiative to give up the key and take the lead in the East.

This does not mean that if the hands are held first, the Orientals will definitely be able to survive in desperate situations and turn defeat into a miracle of victory. Victory or defeat is determined by heaven. The reason why they are so persistent is largely because of the high concentration of narcissism in Eastern culture or beliefs.

The differences between Eastern and Western cultures are fully reflected in this point.

Westerners are arrogant, and I am the only one in the sky and under the earth. Their thinking and actions are decided by two non-interference systems. In other words, no matter how profound or objective their thinking is, it will not affect their beautifying the strong and bullying the weak when they act. This is intuition and instinct.

Oriental people are narcissistic, and I am the only one in the sky and under the earth. Orientals are used to setting up a thick cultural isolation between themselves and creatures other than themselves. [I am not looking down on you, in my eyes, I am just simply without you].

Because of this, whether it is strong or weak, it is hard to imagine that the Orientals will hand over the first move to their opponents.

This is like when humans kill chickens, they will not consider whether the chickens have lived enough. Even if they encounter tigers, they will not let the tiger decide for themselves whether they should escape or wait for eating.

The West has no such entanglement. After all, when wild animals are tamed, they will even take the initiative to expose their belly in front of predators.

Now, now, Lorraine's choice is somewhat different from the standard choice between the East and the West. What should I say together?

Bonet in front of him was invincible. Lorraine saw his strength in Bastel, but she never expected that in two years, not only did he not let him decline from his peak, but instead climbed from one peak to a higher peak.

Henna, who was physically exhausted, was not his opponent. She broke through the boundaries but could never go further. Even though she gained the clearest divine favor in her life, Lorraine was not his opponent.

No one can stop Bonnet from killing people, as powerful as Lorraine and the other three. The only thing they can do in front of this BUG-level war god is to kill him simply and accurately when he kills people.

Cutting off his head should kill him, right?

Lorraine was far less confident than on her face, but she still used this as a prerequisite to intimidate and then...waited.

The waiting for life and death is long, but fortunately it does not last long.

After a moment Bonnet made the decision.

He stood up, put away his sword, hung up his shield, opened his eyes in the strong wind, allowing Lorraine to clearly see the red light in his pupils dissipate little by little, and turn back to its original color little by little.

The big stone in my heart fell to the ground.

Lorraine raised her hand to block Lef and asked with a smile: "Do you need me to hand over this forest to you? Sorry, I don't know if the pirates have the habit of collecting corpses for their subordinates."

"Pirates don't need condolences," said Bonett. "The woods are full of meat tickets, and we still have work to do."

"Since that's the case, I won't give it."

“I’ll see you again.”

...

Bonett walked neatly.

Watching the pirates leaving their bodies all over the ground into the forest, Old Dukov fell softly to the ground.

"This situation...we have survived the biggest crisis, right?"

"Who knows..." Cron gasped and took the sword back into the scabbard, and raised his arm to find that he had hung a color.

His left arm was cut in the chaos just now, and his wound was one finger deep, and bloody stretched from his shoulder to his elbow.

He groaned in pain, and Miss Solomon immediately ran up nervously, and thorned open the hem of her petticoat.

Cron's face was redder than the wound: "So... Miss Solomon, I... Adrena has bandages and medicine..."

"I will get medicine from Mr. Adre!" Miss Solomon's eyes were slightly red and his voice was tough, "But please don't move around, it's better not to move at all, like a statue!"

"Uh..." Mr. Scott, who was motionless, looked at the dirty bandage with his wound naked. He thought about it and gave up struggling, "Forget it, it's not a big injury anyway, just like that..."

His whispers drifted into Lorraine's ears along the wind. Lorraine was picking and hanging pure natural plywood for Leff under a tree not far away, and pulled it hard.

"hiss!!!!!"

"Shi, Nordic man."

Carmen squatted beside him, carefully picking the traces of the wind for Lorraine. As she picked it, she suddenly asked, "Did you find it?"

Lorraine was stunned for a moment, and it took a lot of effort to turn off the switch of the love brain: "I had to say that I had actually noticed strangeness when I was in the venue, but there were too many unknown conditions at that time. It was not until Bonet appeared that I decided on something."

"What?"

"Their actions are so chaotic that they can't see the primary and secondary." Lorraine tied a knot on the splint and shaved the bandage and wrapped it carefully. "What is the purpose of the pirate attacking the island? Is it my life? Is it abducting the chaebols who attended the conference? Or robbing expensive lots circulated on the black market at the auction?"

"If they want my life, gather elite troops on the sea to raid Valkyrie and bombard the venue with naval guns on land. Even if we escape from our lives, there is only one gate in the venue, and Bonnet can wait for the rabbit."

"However, they have done such good conditions. We don't know the situation at sea for the time being. We only talk about land, and the naval guns in the north ended abruptly after that attack. Although the panic increased, they failed to stop us from using the backstage to break through."

"The same is true for attacking the pirates at the main venue. They appeared too early at the opportunity, indirectly forcing the bidders from the main venue of one door to the backstage of two doors. They were too slow in the action. We waited in the backstage for more than ten minutes until the end, and they did not mobilize their power."

"Bonnett is even more ridiculous. Perhaps Cotton Jack and Henry Hound don't really understand his strength, and he lacks a say in planning. As a result, the dignified Land God of War, the most powerful man in the Caribbean, was actually aimlessly searching for meat tickets in the jungle like a minion."

Lorraine sneered.

"We are really unlucky to bump into him, but from another perspective, if we were a little bit ahead and just passed by, what memories can Bonnet leave behind Just? Are there memories of kidnapping and extortion?"

"You forgot that there are still memories of coercing America." Hamilton walked to Lorraine at some point, his face turned pale, "Lorraine, I don't know how much those pirates want your life. Unlike your motherland, America's infiltration into the pirate world has just begun."

"But even so, the United States cannot be deaf and dumb in the large-scale invasion of territorial waters. The pirates have stood opposite to America and want to calm a country's anger. They either use a large sum of money to buy allies or use enough hostages to make us snatch the harassment."

"You think they have no distinction between the primary and secondary, but in my opinion, they have no choice but to exert greed to the extreme and strive to loot the foreign Just."

"The outcome of this battle will determine the level of anger in the United States, for us, for them, as well."
Chapter completed!