"I'm Cao."

The bear couldn't help but curse in his heart, does this Klockdahl want to kill even himself?

Didn't he see me there? Or did he do it on purpose?

Thinking of this possibility, Xiong's heart was not calm, this Klockdahl was very likely to think so, if he died, he would not have to pay back the 1.2 billion, and he would be able to leave here.

"Damn sand crocodiles."

The bear found out that he was tricked, and said okay to come together and go back together, but as a result, you are cheating me here.

Klockdahl, I really can't believe it.

"Bang."

Stretching out a hand, he dug himself out of the thick layer of yellow sand, and the sand ran down his hair, embarrassed.

When he came out, the whitebeard not far away also came out of the sand, directly shaking away all the mud and sand, convenient, direct, and rough.

Whitebeard's face was not very good, and when he saw the bear, he instantly became better.

"It seems that the two of you should go up together, it's better to go up one by one."

There is an indescribable sarcasm in this.

At a critical time, he was trapped, and the bear could never have imagined that the sand crocodile Klockdahl would be so irrational, thinking that he would be able to kill himself and Whitebeard.

"Hmph."

The bear was in a bad mood and didn't want to talk.

Whitebeard then looked at Klockdahl and said in a deep voice: "Sand crocodile Klockdahl, you little ghost, your behavior is always surprising, I didn't expect you to be like this...... So...... Cruel. ”

It's not about unanimity with the outside world, but about getting your own people and talking about other things.

"I don't need you to teach me how to do it, Whitebeard."

Lao Sha, who was wearing a cloak, took out his cigar and hung it on the corner of his mouth, one was not enough, he was ready to light two, and when he saw the bear's "hot" eyes, he put it down.

"Brother, forgive me, I was forced to do that situation just now, you won't blame me, right?"

"Huh." Xiong could only smile.

It's a last resort, it's a last resort, no matter how you look at it, it looks like it's special.

If you want to kill yourself, then, I'll let you know what revenge is.

"Brother, let's not make a fuss about infighting, get rid of this whitebeard, and then talk about the rest, how about it?"

Bear nodded, did not answer him, and turned to look at Whitebeard, and turned around at this moment, neither of them saw the change in each other's eyes.

Whitebeard kept laughing, these two people, it seems that there is a problem.

"Come on."

Drawing his sword and waiting for the two to attack, the bear moved forward, this time he was not defenseless, and while attacking, he watched Klockdahl not far away, to prevent him from playing small tricks.

Klockdahl is much more honest, he does what he needs to do, and he will not continue to pit the bears.

The attack of the two is very tacit, you come and go, you attack, I harass.

Or I harass, I attack, you defend.

Whitebeard resisted the attacks of the two, mainly worried about the palm of the bear, a touch of red appeared, and his long knife was on his chest, blocking the palm of the bear.

It wasn't a white pressure cannon on it, but it was red, and he knew it wouldn't be so easy.

The attacks of these people will always give you a different attack when you are careless.

"Bang."

After slapping the bear, Whitebeard strides forward, raises his long knife, and slashes down at the bear's body.

"Bear, be careful."

Shouting, his hands did not move, and he deliberately slowed down his movements, waiting for that scene to appear.

The bear turned in mid-air, narrowly dodged a knife, pressed his palm on the ground, and attacked Whitebeard, his fists, legs, and every part of his body became his attack weapon.

The two competed in physical skills, and for the time being, they couldn't help each other.

The breakthrough bear, coupled with the state of life return, can barely compete with Whitebeard all the time.

"Bang bang."

The fist is to the flesh, and the two of them will not leave their hands when they punch, and they will abolish each other with a violent punch.

"Am I afraid of you?"

"Haha, eat Lao Tzu's punch."

You come and go to see who is stronger and more resistant.

After dozens of punches, Xiong couldn't do it, and he was careless, and he smashed it into the yellow sand with one punch, and blood flowed out.

Whitebeard punched a dozen punches in a row, raised his long knife, and thrust it in.

It was empty, and he had no choice but to pull out his long knife.

His eyes looked into the distance, and the badly injured bear hugged his chest and vomited blood.

Leaning against the stone, he had no desire to continue the attack, and Whitebeard let him go, looking at Klockdahl, who was constantly harassing him.

"It's your turn."

Klockdahl was startled, and the bear backed away?

Glancing at the bear, he was hurt, but why, he sensed something was wrong.

"Bang."

"Haha, don't run away, stop for Lao Tzu."

Whitebeard turned into a madman, chasing Klockdahl and slashing indiscriminately, not giving him a chance to shoot, Klockdahl wondered why he was so unlucky.

As he walked, he used the sand to cause trouble for Whitebeard, with little effect.

"Brother, hurry up and help."

The bear lowered his head, as if he was still vomiting blood, and had no intention of making a move.

With his palms pressed to his chest, red energy kept coming out from his back, and he used this opportunity to let the sinister man of Klockdahl try the horrors of Whitebeard.

He was healing, shooting out the injury, the red energy became bigger and bigger, and then in the palm of the bear's hand, it turned into a ball of energy compressed to the extreme.

Red, energy explosion.

The bear stood still and did not move, watching the good scene in front of him, one person holding a long knife, chasing another person to cut, constantly seeing the embarrassed figure of Klockdahl, sometimes puffing on, sometimes rolling, sometimes burrowing with mice.

Anyway, it was miserable, he ran and ran, changed direction, and came towards the bear.

It's a good idea.

"Brother, save me."

When he came to the front, the bear teleported and left the front of him.

And just left, leaving behind a bewildered Crocodall.

"I'm Cao."

With a scolding, he hurriedly ran forward, not allowing much thought, the ruthless man behind him, in the process of chasing and killing, constantly put pressure on him, and the powerful momentum was like a mountain peak pressing his heart.

The speed of escape was getting slower and slower, and he was almost dying.

"Desert sunflowers."

The sand condensed, enveloping Whitebeard, had not yet exploded, and a long knife came out of the middle and cut through it from top to bottom.

The sand lost its energy and spilled on the ground, and the time that Klockdahl had managed to gain gave him time to crouch down and grit his teeth.

"Erosion reincarnation."

Quicksand appeared beside him, surrounded by whirlpools that did not allow him to come closer.

"Whew."

Relieved, he looked at the bear defiantly, as if to say, you're out of luck, brother.

The bear pointed to the whitebeard galloping in front of him and smiled.

"Holy shit."

Klockdahl saw Whitebeard's long knife rushing clearly, scolded in his heart, and ran away.

(End of chapter)