Yang Fei looked at Li Guoqing with deep meaning.
"If my brothers lose, I have nothing to say, but what if they win?"
Li Guoqing was stunned, he never considered that his brothers would lose.
If the Blue Sword Special Forces Brigade can't even handle this ragtag team, what right do they have to participate in the World Special Forces Competition?
However, Li Guoqing couldn't confidently say his brothers would win, so he gritted his teeth.
"If my brothers lose, the entire Blue Sword Special Forces Brigade will strip down and do a ten-kilometer cross-country run while carrying weights as an apology to the Evil Dragon brothers, and from then on, we'll follow the orders of the Evil Dragon brothers."
Yang Fei laughed heartily when he heard this.
"Good, straightforward, let's settle it like this. If we Evil Dragon brothers lose, we'll turn around and leave, blaming only ourselves for being incompetent, nothing to do with others."
