Chapter 1313
Chapter 1313: I Want to See You(1)_1
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"If you don’t want your hand broken, move your dirty paw away."
The tone was threatening, with a voice chilling to the bone.
Stan Torres’s hand that had touched her waist froze in place unexpectedly, and his facial expression gradually stiffened.
Her eyes turned icy, Flossie Wright stared him down with a hint of murderous intent, making Stan feel unnaturally jittery, and his gaze towards her became more and more awkward.
After a moment, Stan recovered from the shock, and turned to show her an embarrassed smile, "No offense, just a joke."
The moment he saw Flossie Wright, he recognized her, since it was hard to forget someone with her distinctive looks.
But to his surprise, the useless girl he remembered had become a cool sniper. After telling his comrades, they all egged him on to test Flossie.
He was after the folding military knife at her waist.
He never expected to be discovered by Flossie before he could even touch it.
The way he had previously diverted attention had been completely useless.
"Just a joke?"
Flossie Wright crossed her arms, with the sniper rifle slung over her shoulder. She slightly raised her eyebrows, and the danger that lurked between them slowly faded.
Stan felt a chill creeping up his spine.
"You couldn’t be serious, it was just a joke." Stan stepped back casually, albeit unwilling to back down in front of Flossie.
What a joke, so many people were watching.
He couldn’t afford to lose face!
Flossie suddenly smiled, the warm sunlight pouring down, contrasting with her faint smile, yet carrying an unnerving aura.
Stan became more wary as he watched her.
"Then, let’s have some fun."
The cold words spoken, Flossie’s smile deepened as her hand slipped from her waist, and the folding military knife immediately fell into her palm.
Startled, Stan looked at her somewhat perplexedly.
"If you win, I’ll give you this knife," Flossie spoke clearly, her expression calm, not hiding her confidence.
Swallowing hard, Stan glanced at the exquisite knife and then asked, "And if you win?"
"After the drill," Flossie narrowed her eyes, articulating every word, "you swim back."
Stan opened his eyes wide incredulously.
This was serious!
With this distance, that would take a whole day of swimming!
Looking at him calmly, Flossie asked leisurely, "What, scared?"
"Scared? I’m not scared at all!" Pride was at stake, and Stan would not give in easily. He said bluntly, "Tell me, what do you want to compete in?!"
"I’m a frogman," Flossie stated slowly.
A lump formed in Stan’s throat, and with furrowed brows, he followed her words, "So?"
"So," Flossie paused, then turned to face him directly, "you choose."
"Shit!" Upon hearing this, Stan immediately got riled up, "So what if you’re a frogman? Just because you’re a woman, I’m letting you choose, you hear me?!"
𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦
Stan really wanted to hit someone.
What’s so great about frogmen?!
It was normal for there to be competition between military branches, and the reputation of the frogmen was something all the other soldiers in the Marine Corps aspired to and wanted to surpass.
It didn’t matter how formidable the frogmen were reputed to be; they were no less capable and would still knock you down!
So, when this group of frogmen arrived, the entire platoon’s focus was on them, keen to test their abilities.
— End of Chapter 1313 —