"Nerowsky!" After a while, Sam spoke coldly.

"Sam, how about it? Are you satisfied with the gift I gave you?" The man called Nerowsky, the tallest and most powerful person, spoke.

"Very good, I like it very much. But now it seems that the famous Ross Polar Bear Force has really disappointed me with this little ability." Sam said coldly.

"Oh, this is just a little joke my subordinates have made for you." Nerowsky said disrespectfully.

"Stop talking nonsense, why did you appear here? As far as I know, this seems to be not the territory of your country of Ross." Sam put his hand behind him, shook his hand, signaling the team members to disperse according to their tactical positions, and continued.

"Haha, why are you here? We will be here. By the way, this is not your territory in the United States, right?" Nerowsky said with a smile.

"Oh, so that's it. Then, maybe, maybe, why not work together?!" Sam said tentatively.

"Hahaha, agree!" After saying that, Nerovsky led his men to Sam and others, and stretched out his fluffy arms that were thicker than ordinary people's thighs halfway through, and his broad and powerful hands reached towards Sam.

White, who had been silent on the side, suddenly stood up, stretched out his strong and powerful arms, and ran towards Nerowski. Nerowski's eyes glared, suddenly accelerated, his shoulders closed, and he collided with White without any fancy! After a dull "bang", White took three steps back with incredible face before stopping. On the other hand, Nerowski just shook his upper body back.

The Terminators on the side were all surprised and incredible. They knew how powerful White had. Now he was knocked back three steps by this Ross man. How powerful is this guy named Nerowsky?

Nerowski glanced at White, and still stretched out his right hand to Sam, and said at the same time: "Happy cooperation!"

Hum! This arrogant polar bear seems to have greater power than before! Sam snorted coldly in his heart, but stretched out his right hand without fear, and hit Nerowsky's hand fiercely. With a crisp "pop", Sam's right hand was almost slapped aside by Nerowsky's big hand as soon as he touched it. The huge force almost shattered Sam's right hand.

Nerowsky pretended to be surprised and said, "Oh, sorry, Sam, I think I've used a little more force. Is your hands OK?"

Sam endured the severe pain and took his right hand behind him. The muscles on his right hand, which was squirmed and bloody, squirmed, quickly returned to its original state. The difference is that his right hand is stronger and stronger than before. A meaningful smile appeared on his face. Sam smiled and said, "Of course it's okay, I like it very much. Happy cooperation!"

Nerovsky laughed and said, "That's good. It seems that you can't stay here anymore. Come on, come to a cave we found, where there is a pure vodka waiting for us. Let's talk about cooperation again."

Sam nodded, turned around and walked towards the Mekava Tank, and said ruthlessly, let your stupid bear be arrogant for a while, and then deal with you after destroying Bai Zangfeng's white tiger.

Coincidentally, the cave that Nerowsky and the others mentioned was also where Bai Zangfeng was healing. At present, the Terminator from the United States and the Polar Bear Force from the Ross Kingdom sat together. Among them, there were 19 Terminator and 16 Polar Bear Force. More than 30 people squeezed this small cave full of them. Seeing their happy chats and laughing, from time to time, people "carefully accidentally" touched the people around them, and then pretended to be unaware of it, and "very caring" to greet the other party if there was something wrong and whether they needed a rest. Those who don't know thought they were old friends who had not seen each other for many years.

Indeed, they are all "old friends" who are aware of their true feelings. Before the end of the world, they all don't know how many times they have beaten, and they are basically old acquaintances and they are basically familiar with each other.

As the bosses of the two teams, Nerowski and Sam were naturally sitting together. The two smiled and watched their subordinates "inadvertently injured" or "inadvertently injured" from time to time, as if they were watching a very funny comedy blockbuster. As for everything that happened just now, the two seemed to have lost this memory at the same time, and they did not mention it.

"Twenty-eight cents?" After tilting his neck and taking a sip of vodka, Nerowsky suddenly said something stupid, but there was no intention of explanation, because he knew that Sam knew what he said.

"Two-eight points? No, no, no, respected Mr. Nerowski, I think three-seven points are more appropriate." Sam took a sip of vodka calmly and said with a smile.

"No, no, no, my dear Sam, according to our current situation, I still think 28 points are more suitable. If it weren't for the friendship between you and I have been old friends for many years, 19 points are the most suitable. Look, I have already given one point, huh?" Nerowsky pointed his hand in front and smiled with a point of view.

Sam looked in the direction of Nerowsky's finger, but happened to see a terminator on his side covering his ribs with a painful face and unable to speak. A polar bear player beside him was "friendly" holding his shoulders, asking questions with great concern.

Sam cursed disdainfully in his heart, "God is an old friend of you for many years." He pointed at the Mekava tank outside the cave, and said with a smile on his face: "The current situation? This is exactly what I want to say. Old friend, look, it seems that our side is better? So I said 300% to 700 points is the most suitable."

Nerowsky's pupils shrank a little, but soon returned to normal. He smiled and said, "Haha, old friend, you really made me embarrassed. However, for the years of friendship between you and me, 37 is 37, 37, 37, 37!"

At the end of his speech, Nerowski suddenly became serious and stared at Sam's eyes tightly, as if Sam was just talking nonsense. For a moment, the atmosphere in the cave began to become subtle. Whether it was the Terminator or the Polar Bear team members, they all tense their nerves and entered a state of fighting.

"Hahahahaha, old friend, you are so good at joking. So, how about 46? You 4, I 6!" Sam touched Nerowsky with no concern and said with a smile.

Unexpectedly, Nerowsky was not angry, but instead smiled and said, "Five?!"

Sam Zhanyan smiled, raised the bottle and said, "Cheers!"
Chapter completed!