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Looking at the Predator, who could obviously understand ancient Greek, he grinned evilly and made a "ta-da-da" sound.

Alvin looked at Stark with disdain and said, "What's the point of this? We still don't understand what he is talking about?"

Stark glanced at Alvin with disdain and said, "Don't you know that as long as it is language or writing, there are rules?

Open the door and go to my laboratory, give me some time, I can use the central server to summarize their language rules, and soon we will know what he is talking about. "

How could Alvin have the patience? He opened a space door, connected the signal to the outside world, and then made a call to Fox.

One of the responsibilities of these demigods is to control the Predator. It makes no sense that they don't understand the language of the Predator.

While Alvin was on the phone, he once again used the golden vine to knock the Predator down, and at the same time confiscated the dangerous shoulder cannon on him.

This guy clearly knew that he couldn't beat him, but he was determined to fight to the end and never let go of any chance to escape.

This made Alvin understand that they were belligerent, but not the kind of lunatics who had to win.

When faced with force majeure, they will also choose to take detours!

Seeing the Predator struggling to stand up and roaring angrily at himself, Alvin pushed Stark next to him irritably and said: "Turn on the translator and greet his whole family with dirty words.

By the way, I'm warning him, I'll kill him if he messes around! "

Stark entered the specified text on the computer smoothly, and then a series of unintelligible curse words began to come out of the speaker on the steel suit, making the Predator's eyes turn red and he was furious.

The moment Fox answered the call, she heard a collection of ancient Greek curse words. She smiled and said, "What are you doing? Would it be more tasteful to use ancient Greek to curse?"

Alvin looked at the Predator who was holding a spear but did not dare to move. He smiled into the phone and said: "I am trying to make a normal Predator understand his situation correctly.

But now we have a little trouble..."

Fox, a really smart woman, smiled and said, "You don't understand what he's saying, do you?"

Alvin glanced disdainfully at the two people around him, who should be two of the smartest people on earth, and said: "Yes, this guy talks like an overindulged toad.

I need a little help now...

Your mission as demigods is to stop the Predators from leaving the pyramid, and you will be given a chance to choose. You can always understand what they are saying. "

After hearing this, Fox said with a smile: "What do you want to do? If you want to recruit Predators, I advise you to give up this idea.

Predators are born fighters and they will not surrender to anyone.

They have been challenging stronger opponents all their lives and will never become someone's subordinate. "

Alvin listened and said indifferently: "Why should I recruit them? Aren't they warlike? I will send them to hell to fight. There are many powerful demons there. I will provide them with supplies. Isn't this okay?"

As he spoke, Alvin glanced at the Predator who seemed to be suffering from mania? He said irritably: "My dear, come and say a few words to him for me.

That's fine. If not, I'll kill him. Then I'll hand over the remaining Predators to Norman and go play with the kids. "

Fox smiled and said, "Can you open the door for me? I'm trying on wedding dresses.

You can't get the wrong room, can you? "

Alvin touched his nose awkwardly and reopened a space door leading directly to the designer's studio hall.

Seeing the group of little models inside screaming in surprise, Alvin whistled and said to Stark beside him: "This scene is so shocking. Why do models always not like to wear clothes?"

Stark touched his chin and looked at several models, and said: "Because the function of models is 'walking clothes hangers'? Apart from works and hairstyles, anything is superfluous to them.

Oh? Why didn’t I know there was such a place here? You bastard didn't notify me. "

While the two were talking, Fox walked out of a studio wearing a heavy nightgown and looking unkempt like a woman who had been domestically abused.

After passing through the space door, Fox looked at Alvin who was shocked. She smiled and said, "What's wrong with you? Are you starting to dislike me?"

Alvin closed the space door, blocking out the bitchy eyes of those little models, then hugged Fox and said with a smile: "I just suddenly discovered that a woman can be so attractive when she is lazy? This is incredible.

Do you demigods have the magic to control your mind? I feel like I am definitely not normal now! "

Fox rolled his eyes and nudged Alvin's ribs with his elbow and said, "Do you want to do more business?"

 ... p; Alvin shook his head and said: "Making you happy? That's my business."

As he spoke, a black battle ax appeared in Alvin's hand? He glanced at the Predator and said to Fox: "Forget it, kill him, let's go back and get down to business!"

Fox patted Alvin on the arm unhappily and said, "I still have to try on wedding dresses. The finals will be in three days."

Alvin was a bit dumbfounded by the woman's inexplicable desire to win and lose. It had been so long, the battles had been fought many times, and they still had to worry about the wedding dress.

Fox rolled his eyes at Alvin, then walked up to the Predator and said a few words in ancient Greek, and then the Predator started to reply with a "ta-da-da" sound.

From the initial outburst, to depression, to silence, and finally to a frustrated nod.

Alvin looked at Fox in surprise, who seemed to be an expert negotiator. When the negotiation between them was estimated to have come to an end, he turned to Fox and said, "What did you tell him? This guy seems to have figured it out. You Are you sure you don’t have magic?”

Fox glanced at the Predator who was beginning to take off his equipment. She smiled at Alvin and said, "He is a loser. I promised to give him a chance to wash away his shame."

Alvin looked curiously at the Predator who stripped himself naked as if his biological father had died. In annoyance, he let the golden vine roll up the arm guard with simple armor and throw it on his body.

My wife is here, who are you playing gangster with?

"What do you mean by a chance to wash away your shame?"

Alvin looked at Fox and said a little worriedly: "Don't tell me, you are giving him a chance to challenge me. What's the point?"

Fox smiled, spread his hands, and said, "What should we do? Honor is more important to them than life. If you can't give him a little hope, he will choose to fight you to the end."

Alvin shook his head helplessly and said: "What if I kill you? I won't get any benefit at all. This business is a loss. It's boring!"

Fox looked at the frustrated Alvin and said with a smile: "He is a loser, and you own all his property.

But he can do something for you in exchange for a chance to challenge you.

The Pyramid Trial requires them to kill 12 aliens at least. You can 'lend' equipment to him and let him kill 120 mid-level demons in exchange for the opportunity to challenge you.

They are natural hunters, not the same warriors you want, but you can set aside hunting grounds for them to hunt, which shouldn't be difficult for you. "

Alvin thought about Fox's logic, smacked his lips and said, "He lost, so he lost all his property.

I own his property, but instead of killing him, I give him a chance to accept the trial again.

Let them kill as many demons as I need, and then give them a chance to challenge me again. "

As he spoke, Alvin looked at the Predator who was kneeling on the ground like an island warrior, and he whispered to Fox in a funny voice: "Why are these guys so awkward?

If I increase the number of intermediate demons to 1200, will they jump up and bite me immediately? "

Fox rolled his eyes at Alvin and said: "If you want to use them, you must respect their traditions, otherwise you will get nothing.

You can designate prey within a defined area, and then ask them to report back every few days and claim the mission again.

What's the difference between this and you having command over them? "

Alvin wiped his nose and said: "Can I still monetize the devil's ears and let them use these things to exchange for daily necessities and supplies?"

Stark gloated: "This is a new witcher guild, they are real witchers!

I serve as the president of the Demon Hunters Guild in Hell, and I'm even happy to buy their insurance. "

Alvin rolled his eyes and said: "Yes, yes, these Predator warriors make a living by taking on missions, and earn points to challenge the big boss!

Why am I the unlucky one? If they line up in circles to challenge me, how can I survive? "

Stark smiled "hehe" and said: "What's the difference to you between hitting one and hitting a hundred?

We can set a standard. The 120 mid-level devil’s ears are just ‘challenge tickets.’ The challenge can only begin after one hundred people have reached the standard.

Wow, if they still lose, does it mean that if they want to qualify for the second challenge, the difficulty needs to be increased 100 times? "

As he spoke, Stark looked at Fox encouragingly and said, "Beauty, you should clearly negotiate the terms with them. Maybe after two challenges, your fiancé will gain an army of hunters."

Fox sneered at Stark's idea of ​​taking advantage of the loophole, but she still communicated with the Predator again.

After getting the answer, Fox looked back at Alvin and said, "He agreed, but there are a few conditions attached. Are you sure you want to do this?"