My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 1029 - 349. What? Gone crazy? Take my Personality Correction Fist!_2

Chapter 1029: 349. What? Gone crazy? Take my Personality Correction Fist!_2

"Do you think in front of such a lineup, how much of a chance do you have?"

"You might as well drop out, Bull Bull."

"Or else you’ll be beaten black and blue, and I’ll have to help you apply medicine."

"Tsk, our Blood Vulture Clan has also sent out some strong contenders this time."

Bull Bull snorted, looked around to confirm there was no one else before he relaxed. He walked over to Lady Anbo, stood over her with his hands on his hips, and said:

"Plus, what are all those cats and dogs you’re talking about? Wumeioge’s team is alright in teamwork, but if it’s one-on-one, I’m not afraid of them at all. Even if I can’t beat them, don’t I still have my big sister?

You know how powerful she is."

"Sister Pomegranate? Indeed, she’s very strong."

Lady Anbo shifted her shoulders uncomfortably and quietly said:

"But it seems like she has some issue with me. Every time she sees me, she glares at me, and I don’t remember ever provoking her."

"Just ignore her; she just goes crazy sometimes because she’s still unmarried."

Bull Bull harshly criticized her, and then reached out to lift Lady Anbo’s eye patch, revealing the eyes of the elite Scout Witch Hunter that were always hidden.

As Lady Anbo blinked, one could see that the color of her two eyes was drastically different; one was a light blue when uninjured, but the other eye had a pupil streaked with faint red lines, giving off a somewhat bewitching appearance. This was a remnant from the torture she endured at the hands of the "Blood Inquisitor" under the young lady’s command. She deemed it ugly, but Bull Bull didn’t see it that way.

"Doesn’t this look much better?"

Bull Bull said with a mischievous grin:

"I really don’t understand why you always hide it."

"It’s a symbol of bad omen. Back in my homeland, I’d be called a Forest Witch if people saw it."

Lady Anbo slapped away Bull Bull’s hand and readjusted her eye patch, but upon seeing Bull Bull’s disappointed expression, she asked in a hushed tone:

"Do you like my eyes?"

"Yeah, they’re beautiful. That’s what you call a unique feature, get it? If you looked like everyone else, then you wouldn’t have that special charm."

Bull Bull answered honestly, prompting Lady Anbo to shake her head, thinking to herself that this guy truly was a blockhead.

"Anyway, I won’t disturb you further; you get ready."

The spirited witch hunter waved her hand and took out a roll of bandages blessed by nature from her bag and threw it to Bull Bull, saying:

"Wrap this around. It should minimize your injuries during the fight without breaking the rules. By the way, I’m going to Polluted Swamp for a mission soon, will you come with me?"

"Sure."

As Bull Bull wound the bandage around his hand, his hands still working, he replied without even looking up:

"I am your warrior, Lady Anbo. Wherever you go, I shall follow. Just give the order, and your faithful Bull Bull will come to your aid."

"Tsk, who needs it?"

Lady Anbo rolled her eyes and left the place humming a tune.

A few seconds later, Sister Pomegranate walked in with a dark expression on her face. She stared at Bull Bull in silence. Not wanting to deal with her, he simply turned away. He felt that his sister was getting more and more extreme because of this game’s Bewitchment.

"Niu Xiaochuan! Just wait until we’re in the arena, and I’ll show you how I’m gonna beat you up!"

Sister Pomegranate was so angry she couldn’t handle it and left a harsh word before storming out.

"Chao, she’s using my real name; seems like I really irritated her."

Bull Bull ducked his head and prayed in the preparation room:

"I better hope that some anonymous Brother Cat knocks my sister out midway through. Otherwise, I really won’t be able to escape a beating today."

As time ticked away, when the fight club started its official matches in the evening, the entire venue was packed to its limits.

Since the entrance is just a sewer, it certainly couldn’t accommodate many spectators. To avoid letting the enthusiasm for this highly-anticipated event diminish, The Grand Duke of Cui Si just took the initiative, bringing along the young lady and all her Vampire Psychics in tow.

They set up some makeshift Psychic Projection rituals around Crimson Castle to create "big screens," and the administration also sent someone with a Calculating Pearl to film and record the event at the fight club.

Murphy also granted temporary permissions, allowing all NPCs that owned a Calculating Pearl to witness those thrilling moments through the projection mode of their Pearls.

Honestly, the computational power of this third-generation Pearl was still lacking. Murphy had initially wanted to do a "live broadcast," but unfortunately, the device wasn’t capable of supporting such advanced features.

Milian mentioned that the Half-body Man had specialized Pearls for capturing images. Once Miss Pailian leads the commercial expansion, they must import a batch of these "specialized Pearls." Then, resell them at ten times the price to those junior players who need them under the guise of "custom-made" orders...

Tsk tsk, the plan’s solid!

In the newly renovated "Fighter’s Preparation Room" of the fight club, Murphy, who was awaiting his turn to start the "opening battle," suddenly had another unscrupulous "Vampire great idea" This was interrupted by a shrill and exaggerated voice from outside:

"Good evening, Transylvania! The final count from last night’s fight to the death was a full eighteen! Thanks to the neverending Black Iron Trial, ten Wolf People warriors were taken down. But one not-so-skilled warrior met his end too—you all might have to pay up because his Scarlet Hammer Sickle Group definitely won’t swallow that loss easily.

Another attack occurred in Andma Hills, the under-construction armory was sabotaged, surely the work of those despicable Wolf Poison scum."