Chapter 170 It's Been Real!
Crisga Jamon's Island: Base Camp: Ver Vs Zel
Ver:
Seeing the expression displayed on Zelley boy's face as my bullet's shutdown that annoying sword of his, smiling with confidence as always with my display of my fantastic skills.
Not giving him a chance to lament on his now injured arms, zooming up to him like a fat kid swarming in on a honeybun, stopping point blank right in front of the pale mofo, I say with an easy-going tone with a little bit of conceitedness in there, hey bud! Now that I stopped your ninja shit with your sword, I think it's time for me to end this here fight between you and me. So, in me saying that it's been real Zelley my guy!
After talking down to him a little, looking at me as I quickly reach for my right pistol to finish this shit, still having some fight in him as he kicks my hand the gun is in, moving his other leg without so much as a peep as he zips it at my face, eyeing his foot as it makes its way over, retracting out the tip of his boot a blade comes forth, lucky for me that I'm an athletic badass, and I reflexively inch my head back. Opening his mouth as his blade foot misses my handsome face, the pale expressionless bastard Zel says in a still sun-dried tomato tone, even if my arms are indisposed at the moment during this battle, it is my duty to bring you nuisances down for chief Crisga, even if it means cutting you down with my legs.
Glancing away from him as I listened to his little spiel, seeing that my gun has slide a good couple of inches away from me from his bitch ass kick, pivoting my eye sockets back on the forced taekwondo bitch I'm facing, I say with a humorous vibe to my voice, damn you're a stubborn one aren't cha! And here I thought I was just going to kill you and walk away and see how my buddy Rint was doing against your boss! But it seems like you're not having none of it. Well since you still got the stones to keep on pushing, let's see who walks away after a couple more exchanges shall we!
End of Chapter 170