Chapter 1177: Thank Dominic’s breathing for that
[Reaper’s Base]
"Joker!"
Joker flinched when he heard Tiger’s roar. When he turned his head, his brain immediately screamed at him to make a run for it.
"Hey!" Joker put up a brave front while taking hurried steps back. "Whatever you’re trying to do, beating up a cripple makes you a dick!"
"The fuck?" Tiger slowed down, glancing at the other reapers who were just putting off the fire around the chopper. They were all looking at him with hostility and alarm, as if they were expecting him to do something vile and idiotic.
"I’m not here to break you up!" he threw his hands, approaching Joker slowly. "What are you guys doing?"
"Can’t you see? We’re putting out the fire," Joker haughtily sneered before shifting his eyes to the chopper. "I’m assisting them since who knows if this thing has some sort of secret self-destructive to it? Or maybe a tracker. If those guys know that kid is here, then they may have a tracker."
"By using that?" Tiger glanced at the handful-sized device in Joker’s hands, which had a little monitor attached to it.
"Yeah," Joker remarked, gazing down at this scanner. "Pretty cool, huh?"
"Yeah, but then again, they already came in here before anything else. So, getting tracked isn’t really a problem, since they already know where our base is."
Joker looked at Tiger dead in the eyes and said, "This is why I don’t get along with you. Sometimes, your brain just lacks muscle or perhaps, it has too much muscle —" Before he could even finish his diss, Tiger casually grabbed him by the chest and easily pulled him closer.