If you encounter an opponent like this at this time, and your equipment is still on the shore, how are you going to fight?
Clayvin carried his wooden fishing rod, a smirk playing on his lips. He had been quite frustrated after not catching anything all day.
Unexpectedly, a pile of money appeared out of nowhere. Among them was a beautiful woman.
It's from South Korea, which is just too awesome.
"Hey, you're from South Korea, right? Hurry up and come up, there are lots of leeches underwater."
Kim Tae-woo wouldn't dare go up there. Anyone who's alive now has a few lives on their hands.
They were trying to escape being hunted down, so going ashore now would be tantamount to suicide.
Thinking it over, he turned around and tried to swim to the other side.
But as soon as he turned around, a wooden arrow grazed past his ear.
"Kid, don't run away from me. I'm a good hunter, you know. I'm best at shooting sheep by the legs."
Next time, it might be your neck.
Without Burton realizing it, he had nocked another wooden arrow.
Clayvin sat on his backpack, staring at the four men with disdain.
In his eyes, the Koreans had always been slaves of the Merricks and were meant to serve him.
"If you don't want to die, get over here right now. My brother here is a master hunter; he never misses an arrow."
"His next arrow could really pierce your necks."
After saying that, Kadi, who was next to him, also put his arrows on the ground with a cold smile.
"You can also try my archery skills. I don't shoot necks; I prefer to shoot chests. Of course, the back is also an option."
However, it wasn't because the arrows were inaccurate; rather, the wooden arrows were of poor quality and couldn't penetrate the skull.
Their powerful aura immediately intimidated Kim Tae-woo and his three companions.
There's no way around it; there's a bloodline-based suppression between different races.
Just like when Chinese people encounter the Zhipan people, their fighting ability will also increase significantly.
Seeing how accurate the enemy's archery was, the four of them were terrified and had no choice but to obediently swim back.
After all, surrendering is also a tradition for them.
Upon reaching the shore, Clayvin grabbed Choi Min-joo, spun her around, and then hugged her tightly.
Although survival is difficult, there's no reason for him to let go of such a beauty in the wild after abstaining from sex for dozens of days.
"Baby, what's your name?"
At first, Choi Min-joo was terrified, thinking that the other party would kill her.
It's clear now that the man in front of me is interested in me.
That makes things much easier.
She's not some chaste and virtuous woman, and she has no survival skills. The only reason she's still alive is because she was with Kim Tae-woo.
To put it bluntly, it all comes down to two mouths.
Now that I have a stronger backer, I don't need to run around anymore. Isn't it a good opportunity to switch jobs with Kun?
Moreover, the knowledge instilled in these Korean women from a young age is that serving the American soldiers is an honor.
This is the tragedy of colonized countries.
So, she put on a shy expression and replied in somewhat broken English:
“Her name is Choi Min-joo… As long as you don’t hurt me, I’ll do anything for you.”
After she finished speaking, she gently traced lines on Clayvin's chest with her fingers.
This seductive tactic would absolutely crush most women; she's clearly had plenty of experience.
Clayvin couldn't stand it, so he simply picked her up and carried her to the grove.
As he passed by his underlings, he noticed the envious looks in the eyes of Bolton, Cardi, and Rune.
Only LeBron narrowed his eyes, trying hard to suppress the disdain and contempt in his gaze.
"What a piece of trash, destined for nothing. This idiot actually wants to kill Ye Feng, what makes him think he's ranked ahead of me?"
Although he inwardly complained, he didn't show much of a strange expression.
"Stop looking at them, you can play with them later. Quickly find out who these guys are. We'll deal with them later."
After saying that, Clayvin carried Choi Min-joo into the grove.
Upon hearing this, Bolton gave a lewd smile.
"Hehe, I've got your hopes up. Just remember not to break it!"
Then, he abruptly changed the subject, his expression turning icy as he looked at Kim Tae-woo and the other two.
The result was that with just one glare, before they could even speak, the three of them immediately knelt on the ground.
"Big brother, don't kill me. My name is Kim Tae-woo, and these are my two brothers, one named Che Zaiqian and the other Che Hou."
We fled here and had no intention of offending you. We beg you, brothers, please let us go, considering that our countries are allies.
Or...or let's form an alliance and go kill the Chinese together.
Bolton and his three companions were slightly taken aback, and after exchanging glances for two seconds, they all burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, my god, did you hear that? I didn't even ask him anything and he already told me everything."
"I had heard before that Koreans were good at surrendering, but I didn't expect them to be even faster than I imagined."
"This kid actually said we're allies? Good heavens, that's the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life."
LeBron Jones couldn't help but laugh, his face beaming with joy.
He held the knife to Kim Tae-woo's neck with a mocking expression.
"Damn South Korean, I think you probably have some misunderstanding about your country."
You have never been our allies, only our slaves.
Yes, yes, yes.
Kim Tae-woo nodded repeatedly. In his view, as long as he could keep his life, it didn't matter how he was humiliated; living was the most important thing.
“What you brothers say is true. As long as you spare my life, I will do anything for you.”
"Hmph! That's hilarious."
Bolton clearly didn't heed Kim Tae-woo's words. What's the point of keeping someone who likes to surrender around?
He drew his knife, ready to finish off Kim Tae-woo, but LeBron decisively grabbed his hand.
"Don't get excited, buddy. He hasn't finished explaining yet. Besides, keeping him around might still be useful."
Bolton was very puzzled...
"Keeping this kind of guy around is just a waste of food; it's better to kill him and sell him for money."
"No, no, no..."
LeBron shook his head meaningfully and pulled Bolton aside.
"We're going to find Ye Feng tomorrow. It's a long journey, so we can keep them around to scout the way, carry backpacks, or just be useful tools."
In case of encountering other enemies, they can be used as a shield, which is much better than that empty check for 400,000.
Bolton thought about it for a moment and realized that it didn't seem to make any sense.
"But... what if they escape or ambush us?"
LeBron grinned, seemingly already having a plan in mind.
"Don't worry, buddy, we'll just confiscate their weapons and let them build their own camp. We won't live with them, right?"
Moreover, Koreans are inherently subservient and have absolute obedience to us. Do you think they'd dare to lay a hand on us?
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