"Mammon's guts are getting bigger, doing all these things just to drag us down," Kidd said calmly, his emotions eerily even.
"If it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't be here either."
"I just wanted to meet the little guy behind you, and he didn't disappoint me," Kidd said:
"But as for you, compared to him, you seem to fall short."
"None of this matters," the man in black shrugged and said:
"They all say your martial arts and tactics are top-notch in the Anglo, today I want to try it out."
"Heh..."
Kidd laughed, "Being targeted by bugs like you is truly a disgrace for me."
As he spoke, Kidd took off his jacket, revealing a white shirt underneath, and unbuttoned the cuffs, rolling them up a few times.
Then he pulled a pair of gloves from his pocket.
"To keep you from dirtying my hands."
"Fox of Northern Europe, I'll test your abilities today!"
As the words fell, the man in black was the first to move, his figure flashing by with lightning speed, rushing to Kidd's side.
