Fang Zheng put away his smile, "Boy, I didn't see any storage bags for you."

He looked unaware of it, shook his hand, clearly trying to cheat.

"Repeat it last, store bag, return it to me"!

Zhan Wuque's voice was cold, and standing there was like a piece of black ice, which made everyone shudder.

They didn't know that the anger in Zhan Wuque's heart had reached its peak and would burst out at any time.

"Boy, did you give me a face?"

A very strong fluctuation of Yuan power broke out in Fang Zheng's body.

The strength is already the third level of the great martial artist!

"Captain, give this kid some color to taste"!

"That's right, we saved him, but he doesn't know how to be grateful, a heartless thing"!

"Twist him into the river to feed the fish"!

Some guards surrounded him and were all debating Zhan Wuque.

"Don't do this"!

The third son made a sound to stop him, but it was useless. A sailor and the guards had not yet taken him in this sight.

"Brother Zhan, let's go, you are no match for them"!

As he said that, the third son grabbed Zhan Wuque's clothes and wanted to pull him away, but found that the latter was as stable as Mount Tai and still motionless.

"I don't want to do it"!

Zhan Wuque's eyes drooped, and a trace of cold light flashed through it.

Even though he is seriously injured and lost by the Soul-Devouring Worm, he is by no means the one in front of him can compete with him.

"I think you're really alive"!

Fang Zheng shouted angrily, and murderous intent arose in his heart.

He will never hand over the storage bag!

Those gold coins and treasures are enough for him to attack King Wu. For the sake of his current plan, he can only kill this kid, and he will be able to finish it all!

"What are you doing?"
Chapter completed!