After dealing with Sato Hanzo, Ye Zi rushed towards the remaining few without saying a word. In less than two minutes, only the seriously injured Steve remained alive.
Yezi carried Steve back to their resting place, picking up a fragment of a shield along the way.
He found a dozen bottles of water, washed off the bloodstains on his body, and then sat down next to Steve.
Blood kept trickling from the corner of Steve's mouth as he weakly asked:
Did you use your full strength just now?
The leaves shook their heads.
"Can you tell me what percentage of your combat strength this is?"
Ye Zi thought for a moment and then held up five fingers.
"Fifty percent?"
"almost."
What does "more or less" mean?
Ye Zi smiled and said:
"When I attacked you with pebbles, I used all my strength. After that... hehe."
"Is this the profound heritage that a nation with thousands of years of history possesses?"
Ye Zi turned to look at Steve, only to see the despair on his face and the shame in his eyes.
"Actually, you guys are pretty good too. The anti-male plan was very successful, and your propaganda methods were also very strong. You turned many Chinese people into herding dogs, and they spend all day mindlessly bragging about how amazing you are."
But our foundation is our foundation; what flows in our blood and is in our genes cannot be easily erased. Otherwise, we wouldn't have been able to stand at the pinnacle of the world again in just a few decades.
"It's really true that you are a threat to the world."
Ye Zi immediately retorted:
"That's slander. You should be considered an elite in your country, not a brainless soldier."
You should have read about Chinese history. When have we ever invaded other countries?
Take this outfit I'm wearing, for example. When the first people who wore it went to sea, they encountered many countries, but they always traded on an equal footing and never robbed the locals.
But what about you? The original inhabitants of the Americas were Native Americans, who were of yellow race in terms of skin color. But now, the Americas, especially your country, are predominantly populated by white and black people.
Indigenous Native Americans were discriminated against, while you outsiders were treated as superior; this is true aggression.
The Japanese invaded our land and killed countless Chinese people, but what was the result? They were simply driven away.
India also invaded us; we even fought our way to their capital. In the end, what happened? Did we voluntarily retreat to our homeland and seize their land? No, I don't think so.
We never invade, so why are we considered a threat?
Because of your inferiority complex, you view China, an honest nation that relies on farming and fair trade, with the eyes of a nouveau riche, because you don't know how to farm honestly, much less how to trade fairly.
You keep emphasizing your bloodline, but is your bloodline really noble?
Steve looked at the dress on Ye Zi's body. Yes, it was a dress, because the upper part of the dress had long been torn off by Ye Zi, leaving only the part below the waistband. Even so, it was only thanks to the rope on the mace pouch that she was able to wear the dress.
After looking at the skirt, he looked at Yezi's face and said:
"I remember you're Mongolian, right? The Mongol westward expansion is a fact, isn't it? What is that if not an invasion?"
“I acknowledge that our ancestors went on a westward expedition, but was that an invasion? It was revenge.”
We honestly tried to do business, and what happened? They killed our people, stole our goods, and even killed the diplomatic corps we sent to negotiate.
Could you tolerate this if it happened to you?
This was originally none of anyone else's business, but they wanted to seize our ranches and united several countries against us, so let's fight.
Steve gave a wry smile. What's the point of discussing history? We're all adults with our own understanding. Trying to convince someone in a short time is wishful thinking.
Moreover, given the current situation, there's no evidence to convince the other party; it's purely a waste of time.
That's right, it's all about killing time. Steve is waiting to die, while Leaf is waiting for James to redeem him.
After a moment of silence, and still no news of James redeeming him, Ye Zi asked in confusion:
"Are they really not going to save you?"
“Didn’t I tell you? If I lose this match, I’ll be worthless,” Steve replied.
Both of them were waiting. Steve was already seriously injured, and the longer it dragged on, the greater the chance of him dying. Even if he received treatment now, the recovery period would be long, and his combat strength would not be able to return to its previous level.
Rather than lose my reputation and become a loser, I'd rather die here.
Ye Zi was also waiting. The bald eagle government had a lot of Chinese antiques and cultural relics. If they could take this opportunity to get some back, it wouldn't be a bad idea to spare Steve's life.
Not only were the two of them waiting, but Wu Dongheng was also waiting with the same thought as Ye Zi.
James, who orchestrated this match, was also waiting for Steve to die, because Steve had lost his title as the number one fighter in the underworld and was no longer of any use.
As for research on super soldiers, corpses are also acceptable.
However, James is more worried about his future career. The investment was huge, the losses were huge, and he lost face a lot. After all, everyone can see that there was something fishy about this game.
If they had won, everything would have been fine, since few people would have spoken up for the losers. But if they had lost, these three mountains would have been pressing down on James.
If the follow-up matters are not handled properly, James's head will be crushed by these three mountains.
"So you're really worthless now. What do we do? Wait to die, or should I take action? Or will you pay the ransom yourself?"
As soon as Ye Zi finished speaking, a glimmer of hope appeared in Steve's eyes. No one wants to die if they can live.
But Ye Zi had clearly stated before that she would not leave any survivors, so why had she suddenly changed her mind? Steve then voiced his doubts.
"Anyway, you can't beat me. Besides, what I want isn't something that's easy to come by. Don't try to disgust me with money; I don't need it."
“What a coincidence, I actually know what you want, and I happen to have it on hand,” Steve said with a chuckle.
"I didn't expect you to have a hobby of collecting Chinese antiques and artifacts," Ye Zi said with a surprised expression, while also reminding Steve that what he wanted were Chinese artifacts and antiques, not other things.
"I'm not interested, but with so many spoils, it's understandable to collect a few, since money is just a string of numbers and there aren't many places where it can actually be used."
I don't believe you don't gamble on the sidelines.
Ye Zi immediately realized that Steve's source of money was similar to his, except that Steve might have more money.
"Alright, I'm glad you understand. Just send it to the embassy when you have time."
But I don't want to hear any news you're trying to fool me.
"Twelve pieces. These are all the Chinese antiques and cultural relics I have, not a single one is missing."
Ye Zi nodded, then carried Steve to the monitor. Steve offered to surrender, and Ye Zi nodded in agreement.
Although the two talked for a long time, they didn't speak loudly, and no one but the two of them knew what they were saying.
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