"Zhang Lang, stop!" Ma Erxin and Qian Yuyuan rushed out almost at the same time.

They ran behind Zhang Lang and pulled one of Zhang Lang's arms one of them.

It was originally a shocking battle, but now it was made by Zhang Lang like two drunk men fighting each other on the ground.

Zhang Lang's eyes were already blood-red, and he turned around and stared at Marxin: "Whoever stops me, I will kill whoever I want!"

Marxin walked around Zhang Lang and knelt down for Zhang Lang with a pounce: "Zhang Lang, I beg you... Can you stop fighting? The captain now... he is... very pitiful, please give him a way out..."

"Live way? He thought about giving me a way to live?" Zhang Lang was so excited that he spitted.

"Hahaha..." Shijiuhu laughed a little miserably: "Zhang Lang, do you know why I don't want to fight?"

"You... aren't you dead yet?" Zhang Lang was a little surprised. The voice of Shijiu's speech was not like a wounded person!

He slowly raised his head again and pushed Zhang Lang away with force.

Zhang Lang looked at him in shock, and everyone was also shocked.

Shijiuhu stood up, twisted his neck, and said slowly: "Because I see... your current strength can indeed threaten me. I want to kill you, and I... maybe I will be injured... I am very likely to be injured... I don't want to, because a battle makes me lose the ability to kill her..."

Zhang Lang trembled all over, and he... had no strength anymore.

But the nineteenth pot still looked good. Although his face was covered in blood, it didn't seem to affect it at all.

Shijiuhu said in a deep voice: "Continue to fight... is it necessary? Why don't you do me a favor, I... give you my life back..."

After seeing Zhang Lang's terrifying strength, Shijiuhu suddenly had a subtle idea.

Yes, he has no way to defeat Hongdou. Even if he can beat Hongdou, he will definitely die with Hongdou. However, Hongdou and Hongmao Group are definitely not something that Marxin can deal with!

After all, it was the Red Maple Group that even Tuoba Tianxi could kill! Shijiu thought to himself.

The only way is to join forces with Zhang Lang to let Zhang Lang deal with the Hongfeng Group!

Zhang Lang knelt on the ground weakly. Qian Yuyuan wanted to reach out to help her, but seemed to be worried about something, so she shrank her hand back.

Liu Linglong ran over quickly and helped Zhang Lang up. Zhang Lang was also injured, but now he was weak, and more because his strength had been exhausted.

Zhang Lang knew that even if he continued to fight with the 19th pot, he would definitely not be able to kill the 19th pot!

Shijiu's hands trembled, and he took out another cigar from his pocket. He took out the lighter again. He just wanted to light it, but he found that his hands could not grasp the lighter firmly.

The lighter fell to the ground with a snap, and the nineteenth pot said in a trembling voice: "Ma Erxin... help... help me!"

Ma Erxin's nose felt sour, he picked up the lighter, and lit the cigar for the nineteenth pot.

After taking a deep breath, Shijiuhu said, "If I say, help me, I can help you find your son. This is used as a condition of exchange, would you like?"

"My son?"

Zhang Lang, who had not taken the words of the Nineteen Pots to heart at all, became nervous when he heard about Zhang Xiaolang.

Liu Linglong also felt a little nervous and hurriedly said, "Zhang Lang, don't believe him..."

Shijiuhu smiled and said, "Zhang Lang can't kill me now anyway, do I need to lie to him?"

Marxin also said on the side: "Zhang Lang, what the Captain said is true!"

Zhang Lang trembled slightly. If he still had doubts about the nineteenth pot, then Marxin's words...

Shijiuhu said: "I have been very sensitive to the smell of blood since I was a child... I smelled the bloody smell of that boy... He was bleeding the same blood as you... It is not difficult for me to guess that he is your son..."

Zhang Lang never doubted the nineteenth pot of wine to fill human blood.

Shijiu smiled sadly: "Zhang Lang, I actually hate your son..."

Zhang Lang gritted his teeth and said, "What's the holiday with him? And, where is he now?"

Shijiu smiled sadly: "I Shijiu have never been moved by a girl in my life, only... a paper knife, but your son snatched away my beloved girl!"

"You fart..."

How old is Zhang Xiaolang? He is fifteen years old?

Moreover, with such a domineering personality as Shijiu, would Zhang Xiaolang allow him to steal his beloved person?

Marxin said anxiously: "Zhang Lang, don't interrupt, what the captain said is really... it's true!"

Even if Marxin said this, Zhang Lang still couldn't believe it.

Shijiu said slowly, "I know... you think with my personality, you will definitely kill them two, but if I say I can't bear to leave, will you believe it? The notorious pirate Shijiu actually let go of his lover's rival, who stole his beloved?"

After taking two sips from the 19th pot, he threw the cigar and continued, "I just hope the paper knife is good, she is good, I am fine, not mine, never mine, I can grab everything in the sea, but only her heart, I can't grab..."

"Zhang Lang, listen to me..." Marxin said: "At that time, the captain took action to save Paper Knife and Zhang Xiaolang. I really won't lie to you..."

Marxin organized the language anxiously and briefly stated it, meaning that someone wanted to kill Zhang Xiaolang and rescue him. Paper Knife and Zhang Xiaolang were trapped together, and the nineteenth pot attack allowed them to escape.

Although the original intention of the 19th pot was to save the paper knife, it also indirectly saved Zhang Xiaolang. Marxin said: "So... if it weren't for the captain, Zhang Xiaolang would have been dead now. With this, you would owe the captain a favor!"

Marxin told the story in a casual manner, and it didn't seem like a lie at all.

Zhang Lang was stunned for a moment.

"Do you want to kill your son's savior?" Ma Erxin pursed his lips and continued. These things were told by Shijiu to Ma Erxin on the boat. Shijiu also told Ma Erxin that when he and Hongdou died together in the future, he must tell Paper Knife about his death. His Spirit of Heaven wants to see if Paper Knife will come back to see him, but there is still

Zhang Xiaolang forgot about himself.

Marxin didn't expect that the nineteenth pot would really do this for a girl.

In Marxin's view, the nineteen pots were in a state of slump, in addition to the people on the ship being killed and the loss of Tuoba Tianxi, the loss of paper knife!

Liu Linglong couldn't believe it, and asked Zhang Lang: "Zhang Lang...she...is she said true?"

Zhang Lang shook his head blankly: "I don't know, I don't know..." After a while, Zhang Lang suddenly looked up and stared at Shijiuhu and said: "Who is going to kill my son? Who is it?"
Chapter completed!