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"Although I have only fought alongside Toler for a short period of time, I am sure of his character.

If it is a combat skill, he is the copyright holder of the skill, I believe this.

But for the copyright of the skills of the Ranger Exploration Department, he is the copyright holder, so that’s really a waste.

Toller, I'm afraid someone sent me here deliberately to confuse me. Although it's hard to judge the other party's purpose, it will definitely fall on you in the end. As disabled as I am, no one is willing to spend so much time and effort on calculations. "

"No matter what their plans are. As long as I get what I want and grow up quickly, their plans are all wishful thinking."

Weston didn't care about Mai Ke's worries.

Not being envied is mediocrity.

Since he wants to show his face, he will naturally attract attention from all parties.

As long as I progress and grow rapidly, the enemy's calculation speed will not be able to catch up with me.

Weston drank more than half of the cup of wizard soup in his hand, and when he was considering whether to get a refill, the guest they were waiting for finally arrived.

"Hey, Mike, your glasses are nice!"

A skinny combat wizard wearing a floral shirt, without the iconic ammunition belt of a magic weapon professional hanging around his waist, he came empty-handed.

It seemed that just as Mike had guessed, although this person had a conspiracy behind his back, he was not hostile.

Since there was no hostility, Weston was not worried.

Toler, the flower-shirted man, came over and hugged Mike into a close hug despite his indifferent expression.

Mike had no choice but to hit the guy's arm hard before he let him go.

After the flower-shirted Toler smiled at Weston, he turned to look at Mike.

This floral shirt Toler is really good at chatting.

After sitting down, neither Weston nor Mai Ke could get in the conversation. He did his stand-up comedy for half an hour.

Listening to his stand-up comedy, Weston had figured out the details of how he and Mike had fought side by side.

If it were written, the author would be able to write three or four chapters.

"Toller, stop talking nonsense and talk about business!"

Finally catching Toler's break to pick up his glass and drink, Mike quickly brought the topic back and got down to business.

"Hey, between us brothers, what's there to say about this little thing?"

Toler, the flower-shirted man, took out two things from his shirt pocket and threw them on the table. He said carelessly while drinking wine.

"Hostility Sense is an old version of the skill. Since it is Mai Ke and your people want to load this skill, of course I will give you the latest version."

The flowery shirt's fingers scratched on the table, pressed on a black rune stone the size of a button, and said to Mike.

"Hostile Intuition, the latest version of hostile perception. It does not require active activation. It is a passive skill version that lasts for 24 hours. The skill intensity is adjustable. The higher the intensity is activated, the range of intuitive sensitivity will be increased and expanded. Of course, the consumption of witchcraft will also increase. .”

Under Flowery Shirt Toler's explanation, Weston quickly understood the effect of this advanced version of hostile perception skill, hostile intuition.

I have to say that this skill is really powerful, and the already powerful enemy target sensing ability is even more powerful.

It also changed from an active skill to a passive skill.

Of course, the negative effect of continuously consuming magic power is also an obvious flaw.

But for Weston, whose witchcraft power is getting bigger and bigger, the consumption of witchcraft power is really not bad at the moment.

Hostility intuition is turned on at the lowest level, and is only effective against hostility within one meter of the body. When Weston is full of witchcraft power, it can be turned on continuously for more than 48 hours without the need for meditation to restore witchcraft power.

Weston nodded with satisfaction and almost snatched the two props needed for skill loading directly from Toller.

However, Mike's face became more and more serious.

The better the other party comes up with, the bigger the picture will be.

"Toller, you are not a ranger, so how come you have the copyright for this skill?"

Mike seemed to ask this question casually.

Toller, who was a talker himself, immediately told all the causes and consequences without using any polite words.

"I don't know! I was training in the war group yesterday, and suddenly the boss called me over and asked me if I knew you!

I said that Mike and I are life-and-death friends..."

After refining the content of Hua Lao Toler Shui, Mike finally figured out the reason for this matter.

The copyright of Hostility Sense belongs not to Toler, but to the chapter to which he belongs.

After Mike's skills trading application was sent, when the other party was reviewing the buyer's qualifications, they called Toller, a subordinate who knew Mike, over.

Then he asked Toler to come over today with the exclusive version of Hostility Intuition with the Hostility Perception skill, and make a deal with Mike.

When Mike asked about the name of the war group he was currently in, Toler opened his mouth and said a few words, Aba, Aba, but no sound came out.

Then Toler's body surface flashed with a layer of electricity, followed by Toler's painful scream.

"Damn it, boss, you are not particular about it. You don't want to tell me the name of the war group. Why don't you just put a curse on me!"

Seeing Toler greeting the leader of his war group with green smoke coming from his scalp, Weston understood what their leader was thinking.

With Toller's big mouth, it would be useless to tell him to keep it secret.

It is better to apply the curse directly, the effect will be immediate.

After chatting with Mike and triggering the cursed electric shock effect three times, Toller finally couldn't stand it anymore.

He covered his mouth and got up, turned around and ran away.

I was afraid that talking to Mike would accidentally trigger the curse effect and make me suffer physical pain.

And Weston held two hostile intuition skills to load items, thinking in his mind.

It seems like I haven’t paid yet!

With the skill props left behind by Toler, Weston and Mai Ke left the beverage shop and headed to the business district. There, there was a professional professional skill store where skills could be loaded into the professional template bound to Weston's soul. middle.

Toler, who fled back to the castle in embarrassment, took off his flowered shirt, put on a battle group uniform, and came to the office of Mu Lihan, the leader of the fire defense group.

"Boss, help me, I'm going to be electrocuted..."

With black smoke all over his body, Toler rushed into the office in embarrassment and asked for help from Mu Lihan in the battle group.

Mu Lihan closed the document in his hand, raised his head and hooked his fingers. On the back of Toler's hand, an earthworm-like reptile made of electric light flew out, landed in Mu Lihan's hand, and disappeared.

"Did you give the stuff to Mike?"

Finally freed from the cursed insect, Toler sat opposite Mulihan in the battle group, taking a swig of tea in front of him to moisten his smoking throat that was thirsty due to the electric shock.