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The dog-man below immediately started to smoke, his hand reverting to a paw, and his speed slowed by several degrees.

“Woooww…”

"Lord Black Dog, you’ve been observing us for three days, so you must know our strength by now. I have guns, cannons, and over 200 humans. If I wanted to kill you, I could fire a cannon and take you out with one shot; you wouldn’t be able to dodge it… The fact that I’m still talking means I want to negotiate. Talking to you is a system skill, creating this mist is also a system skill, it’s not a bluff. Woof!"

A strange wave of mental energy from the first-rank skill, Multi-functional Translator, swept toward the other side. After half a second of hesitation, the dog-man opened his mouth and howled:

“Woo…”

"Human, if you want to negotiate, you have to let the one in front get close enough for me to bite. Woof."

The corner of Memphis's mouth twitched; he was really tempted to fire an anti-tank gun at it. This dog held grudges too well—just like the saying goes,
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