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Tusselt glanced at it and recognized the guy sitting in the wheelchair with no less than a hundred wounds, large and small, who was the big man who had fought with Pratt before. It's just that now this injury is not far from death.

"That's what you call invulnerability?" Tusselt asked angrily, now that he knew they were playing monkey tricks on themselves.

"Damn! Damn it! What the is going on. Prit sat up suddenly, looking at the big man in front of him, as if he was a ghost, not only him, but also the other little minions who were with Pratt were also dumbfounded.

"This person is obviously invulnerable, I have seen it with my own eyes, how can this be ......" Pritt looked incredulous.

At this time, Clockwork, who followed Tycos, quietly took out a dagger, and slashed the relatively intact part of Tycos's body, and blood gushed in an instant.

"This is also called invulnerability, can you ask for a little face, beat our people like this, and come to blackmail us?"

And Tycos, who was lying on a chair and pretending to be seriously injured, had already greeted the clockwork ten thousand times in his heart, and at this moment, all kinds of national curses were superimposed, spraying outward like machine guns.

Thankfully, he used his abilities to protect his vital parts, so while these injuries looked horrifying, they weren't fatal. There are also these guys who are proficient in hand-to-hand combat, and they all know where the knife is the most deadly, so these guys have a hundred and seven knives up and down where they are not fatal, plus the one knife just now is enough for one hundred and eight knives.

Although these injuries are not fatal, they are damn painful.

The pain was so severe that Tycos rolled his eyes.

Although the action of the clockwork is somewhat excessive, facts speak louder than words. No matter how much Prit says, there is no way to change the fact that he is "lying".

"But I really saw that he was invulnerable, and after I shot him, the bullet bounced off my leg, and I really didn't lie to you, Councilman Tuslett." Pratt said with some panic that the current situation was obviously very bad.

If this guy in front of him doesn't support him, I'm afraid he will be torn to pieces by these terrifying newcomers, but no matter what he says, there seems to be no way to prove that he is not lying.

"Prit, your credibility is bad enough, I hope you can cherish it, if you really become the object of everyone's spit, I will definitely apply to the above to expel you from Liberty Star." Tusselt said angrily. Although he didn't like Renault very much, Pratt didn't like it either.

I thought that Renault and others acted arrogantly, but now it seems that it is not their responsibility, and this guy with a black history is obviously more responsible. Only then did it occur to me that I seemed to really blame the Silver Wings.

"But you really don't blame us......" Pritt said anxiously, sitting on a stretcher.

"Huh?" Tusselt glared at him fiercely.

A middle-aged man with a yellow beard in the crowd smiled and said, "Pryt, I've always thought this thing is a bit weird, think about it, if you really do business with others." Why did they hit you? And you went all the way to the door of someone's house, just to let people beat you, do you believe it? ”

"What do you mean, Zaches?" Pryt yelled dissatisfied.

Yellowbeard, who became known as Zachez, snorted, "I'm just saying everyone's doubts." ”

This time, along with Pratt and Tuslett, it was not only these people, but also many onlookers who did not know the truth. And these onlookers stood up to speak for Tycos and the others, which also made Tusselt better handle this matter.

Prit also gradually understood that this matter was not easy to handle, and immediately asked: "Otherwise, let them compensate for our medical expenses, and this matter will be settled......

For his initial aggressiveness, Prit was clearly much more polite at the moment.

But Prit's compromise does not mean that others will compromise as well.

"And what about our people getting hurt like this?" A small voice suddenly sounded.

At this time, all the members of the Free Heart were dominated by him, and the crowd slowly dispersed.

Those unclear/truth onlookers also immediately guessed who this person was, I'm afraid the show has just been staged!

After seeing Renault appear, Tusselt stopped talking, but stared at him coldly, seeing what he was going to do with the matter.

No matter what time it is, the old and new members will not get along too peacefully, and how to make the trade-off between this "not peace" has also become a science.

At this moment, the grievances between the Prit Society and the Silver Wing Group have obviously become a messy mess, and others can't tell who is right and who is wrong. Anyway, both sides have already been seriously injured, and how to deal with this situation is also very particular about Tuslett's ability to act as a prosecutor.

But Tuslett was clearly not prepared to deal with the matter, but left it to both of them.

"Who are you?" Prit asked with a frown.

"Silver Wing." Renault replied coldly.

"It looks very young, and now this matter has involved the entire Liberals Alliance, let your head come out and speak, don't fool our Tuslett Councilor with a doll." Prit slapped Tusselt's ass without a trace.

Tusselt said slowly, "Silverwing is the leader of their entire fleet. I think it's necessary for you to answer his question, because the wounded guy is none other than his crew. ”

The expression on Prit's face instantly changed to the same as pork liver.