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Hearing this, Han Xiu smiled lightly and didn't say anything more.

And far away on the edge of the Central Sea, the bald pirate group that was returning with a full load and heading towards the Central Sea at full speed did not know that they had not yet arrived, and they had already been remembered by many people.

On the endless sea, there were still the original dozen or so third-class pirate ships, but the people on board were already several times as many as before.

Under the sun, on the vast deck of the pirate ship, it was full of gunpowder.

Dressed in a delicate robe like fire, flowing clouds and silver hair, scattered behind him at will, today's night, compared with half a month ago, is already a fifteen or sixteen-year-old beautiful boy, red clothes like fire, beautiful and demonic.

Just like at the beginning, the first world, the peerless young man dreamed of the night.

Changxuan and them, for the first time, saw the appearance of the night.

However, at this moment, this beautiful young man leaned on the soft couch, twisted his head to the side, closed his eyes, and looked unhappy.

And not far from him, a certain song dressed in black, was squatting on the side of the boat railing with his back to the night, holding a small wooden stick, poking at the ants on the ground.

Two people, no one looks at the other, from the Cold War.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, as if it was ready to explode at any moment.

"Lord Feng Ge and Lord Night, what's the matter?" The bald head who had just come back felt the dangerous aura in the air, looked at the sleepy night who was leaning on the soft collapse with his eyes closed, his head tilted, and then looked at Feng Ge who was squatting on the railing of the boat, with his back against the night, and couldn't help asking.

He had just left for half a day to settle the captured warship, why, these two ancestors had become like this, didn't they still have a good time in the morning?

Before the bald head could speak, he was already pulled behind the door by the Lion King and others.

"Be careful, you'll get hurt by mistake." Pulling the bald head, the Lion King said.

"What are you kidding, how can it be so exaggerated, and you were injured by mistake." The bald head said that he was about to go out, but in the next moment, he was caught by the Lion King and pointed to the South China Tiger that was blasted into an explosive head on the side.

"I just went up and said a word, and was hit by the Italian cannon of Boss Feng Ge and the fire of Lord Suye at the same time." If it weren't for the two big guys who were relatively light, the happiness of the South China Tiger in the second half of his life would be gone.

Looking at the black-nosed and black-faced, so pitiful South China Tiger, with a bald head and a big spirit, immediately retreated. "What the hell is going on?" Looking at the two of them, the bald head asked.

"Didn't you rob a pirate group this morning? There was a young chef who was particularly good at making pastries and wanted to join us, of course Lord Feng Ge agreed, but Lord Suye disagreed, and kicked people directly into the sea, life and death were uncertain, so it was like this. The Lion King said.

Hearing this, the bald forehead wiped away a handful of cold sweat.

Boss Feng Ge is really still obsessed with eating, but he remembers that when he encountered this kind of thing in the past, Lord Su Ye would be impatient with being pestered by Lord Feng Ge, and finally gave in, how could he be so resolute this time, and he simply kicked people into the sea neatly.

And the two people on the deck are still in a cold war.

"That guy isn't a good guy." Tilting his head, twisting his head to the side, he pouted and said, with an unhappy face, this idiot actually lost his temper with him for a long time for an irrelevant stinky man.

I haven't come to coax him yet!

"You have no proof." Poking at the ants on the ground, Feng Ge said, a gloomy aura shrouded in his body.

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