"It's him..."

The old man looked at Zhang Lang who was standing out, full of shock.

Everyone exclaimed, and some even advised: "Boy, don't worry about the affairs of our tribe. If you don't want to die, leave quickly..."

Zhang Lang didn't know whether the person who said this really didn't want to watch him die or because of his arrogant feelings in his clan, but that didn't matter anymore.

Zhang Lang put his hands in his pockets, and he wanted to look at the hook man with all kinds of contempt.

Sure enough, after seeing Zhang Lang's hands in his pockets, the hook man suddenly realized that this was Zhang Lang's provocation, and he despised himself very much! "Hoho, I have seen many people who are as self-righteous as you and think they can save the world to provoke, but the ending will be the same... If you kneel down and call me Grandpa Hook, I can leave you a whole body..." The hook man's lips raised, and in his eyes, Zhang Lang was also

It's a dead person.

"There are too many people who want me to call my grandfather. What level do you think you can rank?" Zhang Lang said lightly.

The hook man shouted coldly, narrowed his eyes slightly, Zhang Lang could feel that the hook man had murderous aura, and he would attack him at any time.

Just as Zhang Lang had already thought of a thousand ways to deal with the attack of the hook man, he suddenly heard a sound of brushing above his head, and three other figures also fell behind the hook man.

Yu Yuan, Zhu Lin, the stick man, was behind the hook man at this time, probably to support the hook man.

"Hook, this person is not easy to deal with..." Zhu Lin looked at Zhang Lang, her eyes full of questions.

Yu Yuan frowned slightly: "Why do I always feel like I have seen this person somewhere?"

Not everyone has the good memory of Zhang Lang. They only met once. Now more than ten years have passed, and Zhang Lang has long since turned from a naughty-headed person to an uncle, which is difficult for ordinary people to recognize him again.

The hook man said a little disdainfully: "I said Yu Yuan is just a trash who doesn't know how to live or die. Are you afraid that I am not a match? As one of the ten killers on the captain's ship, do you underestimate me too much?"

Yu Yuan shook her head gently: "I feel you will suffer a loss... If you don't believe me, try..."

Although Yu Yuan said this, when Yu Yuan said this, Zhu Lin, Stick Man and Yu Yuan slowly retreated together.

The hook man smiled and said, "Please watch my performance!"

He raised the hook, his feet were wrong, and he pounced on Zhang Lang with a whistle.

The goshawk, which was extremely fast and was like a hunting hunting, was full of momentum.

Just as the hook was about to hook Zhang Lang's head, Zhang Lang raised his hand and thuded.

Bang!

A loud bang!

Everyone hadn't seen clearly what was going on, and the next moment, dust was flying.

When the dust slowly dissipated, everyone saw the hook man lying on the ground, and a big hole had been smashed into the ground by the hook man's body.

The hook man looked very tragic, lying on the ground without moving, and the hook had already fallen aside.

"Show... Do dogs eat shit?" Zhang Lang stepped forward, gently stepped on the hook man's hand with one foot, squatted down, grabbed the hook man's head with his hands, and looked at the hook man with a smile.

The hook man's eyes were full of shock. At that moment, he just saw Zhang Lang raising his hand and suddenly buzzed in his head. Before he could understand what had been born, he seemed to be suppressed by a huge force.

The body fell down uncontrollably, and for only a moment, it gave the hook man endless fear.

This is the absolute gap in strength. The hook man knows that this gap cannot be made up for no matter what!

"He...who is he?" The hook man swallowed and pulled his hand back hard. A long scratch was rubbed against Zhang Lang's shoes.

Zhang Lang also slowly stood up and stood there. After the hook man stood up, he shook his head before he could barely stay awake.

Behind the hook man are three completely shocked faces.

"Hook, you underestimate the enemy too much..." Zhu Lin slowly took off the machete from her back, and it seemed that she was preparing to join forces to deal with Zhang Lang.

The man with stick also gently raised the corner of his mouth: "Interesting, interesting..."

Zhang Lang said with a faint look: "One of you four can only live, lead me to find the 19 pot..."

Zhang Lang let out a light breath: "You decide for yourself, who will survive?"

Zhang Lang's words were made lightly, but everyone behind him was stunned.

They never thought that this man who looked ordinary was actually a hidden master, and they didn't see clearly how this man took action!

The hook man twisted his neck and gritted his teeth and said, "It's true that I underestimated you. I just took advantage of my inattention and attacked me... what's the skill?"

He slowly took off the big hook from his back and said to Zhang Lang: "I'll be serious next..."

Zhang Lang brows moved: "Seriously? Seriously funny? Or perform seriously?"

The hook man's face suddenly became ugly, and he laughed: "Funny? I want to see..."

Bang!

Before he could finish his words, Zhang Lang raised his foot and lifted the hook on the ground.

With another whistle, the hook flew straight out, like a swift and incompetent meteor, penetrating through the hook man's arm.

The hook man just felt his arm chill. When he looked at his arm, he sprayed a blood arrow from the broken mouth!

Yes, this hook is too fast, and the hook man has no reaction at all.

When he reacted, his arm holding the hook had been cut off!

"ah……"

The hook man looked at his broken arm, opened his mouth and screamed with a ferocious expression. The next moment, his whole body was soaked in blood.

"hook……"

Zhu Lin and the stick man hurried forward to hold the hook, and the hook was breathing heavily: "Hu...hu...hu...hu!"

Zhang Lang also moved his muscles and bones: "This is the first time I heard that there are ten killers on the ship of the Nineteen Pots, but ten killers are at his level... I really wonder where the fame of the Nineteen Pots comes from over the years? It was blown out?"

However, Zhang Lang also knew that the more people like to rely on their power, the more they are more ostentatious. Just like Bai Long often complained that when he was playing games in the city, he always met Caibi and provoked him. Often, such people pretended to be whatever they lacked.

He looked at the three people behind the hook man, Yu Yuan and the stick man were very calm. It is very likely that the hook man was not on the same level as them in terms of strength. "Have you decided? Who survived?" Zhang Lang nodded and looked at Yu Yuan.

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