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Hearing Anthony's mocking voice, panic spread among the Predators once again, and the situation that had just stabilized instantly became chaotic. "Damn it, this little shithead is still so arrogant even at death's door!" Warren cursed loudly, took out his binoculars, and began to search for Anthony's whereabouts in the direction of the sound. Seeing Anthony and the more than twenty tribesmen behind him through the binoculars, Warren showed a disdainful smile. "Just over twenty people dare to be arrogant with more than three hundred of us, this kid has really lived too long!" "Brothers, that punk over there only has a little over twenty people, let's charge with our more than three hundred and chop him up. Whoever chops him up, I'll personally hand over a hundred grand after we get ba