Zhang Lang was silent.

The whip's hand also shook lightly again, and the whip was like a black snake, penetrated into the whip's sleeve.

Whip asked, "What's your name?"

"Zhang Lang!" Zhang Lang replied without hesitation.

"Zhang Lang..." Bian sighed slowly, looked up at the night sky, as if thinking.

Zhang Lang really wanted to curse, the pretentious temperament of this whip is definitely the first person he has ever seen.

I've admitted my bad luck, so why are you pretending to be a big brother?

The whip breathed: "I remember I seemed to have heard this name before..."

"I've been on your boat before..." Zhang Lang said.

The whip suddenly stared at Zhang Lang with interest, as if he was recalling something in his eyes.

"You are...Marxin's...friend?" Bianzi looked like he suddenly realized.

To be honest, Zhang Lang himself was also surprised.

Because he had completely forgotten that there was another woman named Marxin.

After saying this, Zhang Lang seemed to have the charming woman with a long box on her back, slightly yellow skin, and dressed in ethnic costumes.

"Yes...Ma Erxin..." Zhang Lang murmured. Back then, Mar Erxin gave him a stick, but after returning to the city, Zhang Lang did not find the stick. Maybe he accidentally left it on the watch boat?

The whip said in a deep voice: "I remember, you and the boy named Blue Wind Chime back then, are you?"

"Yes..." Zhang Lang raised the corner of his mouth and chuckled: "So how did your captain treat me back then? I will pay it back twice as much as I did. I will definitely be able to do something that I didn't do more than ten years ago in more than ten years!"

Whip said in a deep voice: "Well, I'm very brave, but your thoughts are no different from dreaming in my eyes... I can't kill you now. Without the worries of life, I don't want to fight with my life and waste my energy..."

The whip paused and said, "If you really have that heart, we can wait for you on the boat..."

"You?" Zhang Lang was a little surprised.

"I and Tianxi..." Bangzi said with a gloomy face: "You hijacked Yuyuan, you probably heard about Tianxi from Yuyuan, right?"

"Yes...so you can't beat me alone. Want to find a helper?" Zhang Lang said sarcastically.

"No, you were wrong... Tianxi doesn't need help from killing people. If I help him, he will kill me... He has always been alone..." The whip chuckled, "So you just need to consider how to deal with Tianxi... I'm in his hands, and I can only hold on... ten minutes..."

"What?"

Zhang Lang was completely shocked.

Is the whip deliberately scaring himself?

The strength of Whip can only last for ten minutes in Tianxi's hands?

What kind of existence is Tianxi?

Is it really as Qian Yuyuan guessed that Tianxi can actually match the nineteenth pot?

"This is impossible. How could such a powerful person be on the boat of the 19th pot?" Zhang Lang felt stormy in his heart.

"Now...you make a decision, do we want to continue to fight? Or will I leave now?" The whip snatched out the cigar and threw it gently on the ground.

Qian Yuyuan became a little anxious: "Whip, what do you mean? Don't you take me away?"

Whip shook his head: "Yuyuan, I'm sorry, you saw that I'm not the opponent of this man..."

Qian Yuyuan gritted her teeth and said, "Whip...you...you must die a good death!"

Qian Yuyuan seemed to have seen how Zhang Lang torture himself after the whip left.

"Uncle Wolf, you must keep this person, otherwise you will be in trouble!" Bai Long also shouted from the side.

Zhang Lang looked at Bailong and found that Bailong had taken out a submachine gun from the black box at some point. It seemed that Bailong was determined to kill the whip.

Seeing that Zhang Lang didn't say anything, Bai Long became anxious again: "Uncle Wolf will definitely not lose, but he will have to waste some energy. But if he put the whip back, it will not be so easy... Now if he kills a whip, then we should be more relaxed next?"

Bailong said it makes sense.

No matter what, the whip is always the opposite of oneself. If you just let the whip go away now, isn’t that equivalent to letting the tiger go back to the mountain?

Isn’t it the best choice to kill the whip while it’s alone now?

Even if both sides suffer in the end, I can temporarily avoid Tianxi's edge and not provoke him. I will go when I recover and get hurt!

"Haha, you kid... Actually, this is what I think..." Zhang Lang threw the dagger in his hand and said to Bai Long: "This weapon is too short, I can't do it..."

Bailong smiled, pulled out a long knife from the black box, and threw it at Zhang Lang.

That is your samurai sword specially forged by Zuo Mingzhu, which is 1.5 meters long and is 2 centimeters narrow.

It looks like a very fragile knife, but cutting iron like mud is the basic standard for this knife.

Qian Yuyuan also cursed behind her: "Whip, you coward, have you heard it? Now you either die, or he dies. Why don't you use your true strength to kill him?"

Bian frowned, ignored Qian Yuyuan, and asked Zhang Lang, "Are you really unwilling to give up?"

"I don't want to, this time I'm determined to kill the nineteen pots. If you are a minion like a hook and stick, it's a pity that you are several levels higher than them..." Zhang Lang held the handle of the knife tightly with both hands. The control technique was not useful for the whip. Then why not try the knife technique that Yan Shimin taught him over the years.

It really doesn't work. Zhang Lang thought about it. There was also the Fenglei Pearl. It was originally the trump card he had to deal with the 19th pot, but today I wanted to keep the whip's life behind, so I couldn't care so much.

The whip's hand shook slightly, and there was no fear on his face. Zhang Lang sighed that this was the temperament that a real great god should have. Those guys who knew they could not beat him and looked frightened, did not have the fearlessness of the whip.

"Okay... Do you know that rabbits will kick people if they are anxious..." Whip sneered: "Even if I can't beat you, I will still peel you a layer of skin!"

"Then you can try it!"

After Zhang Lang finished speaking, he decided to take action first.

His feet pounded and his body flew out.

The knife in his hand flashed with cold light, and Zhang Lang had arrived in front of the whip in an instant.

He knew that the whip had been using it to block him in a safe space, and only if he had the nearest one approached the whip, would he have the chance to kill him! The whip seemed to have expected it. When Zhang Lang just jumped up, he also whipped the whip hard on the ground. With the help of this force, the whip's body moved back several meters!

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