FARMING SYSTEM
CHAPTER 187
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"Hong Tianhu, you don't run, haha, today I will give you two options, the first one is subject to us, and the second one is dead."
Powell looked at Hong Tianhu with a laugh, but did not relax his vigilance, He was not Hong Tianhu's opponent.
Now he could only delay the time and wait for the people above to come.
He suddenly regretted it, and rushed down on his own, almost losing his life.
"Haha, is this how you let me choose? The people who killed my Tianhu Gang, and want me to surrender, go to your father."
Hong Tianhu, who was successfully angered by Powell, began greeting Powell with a large knife in his hand.
Powell does not fight, and begins to wander inside the cave.
Fortunately, the cave was relatively large, if it was inside the tunnel, he might not even be able to handle Hong Tianhu's three moves, and he burped.
"Let's hit me, hit me, you can't hit me."
Slowly, Powell discovers that Hong Tianhu, although he is relatively strong, is not his opponent in terms of speed.
So the mentality started to develop a bit, and he made fun of Hong Tianhu.
"Huh."
Hong Tianhu let out a cold snort, his hands moving faster, while consciously forcing Powell to make a move.
Slowly the two of them moved away from the tunnel and entered the cave.
The cave was clearly a dead end, and there was no way out.
Powell realized this and immediately planned to turn around and return, otherwise, he would really be forced to die by Hong Tianhu.
"Cracked."
But she would take a few steps, only to find that her legs were soft.
"Damn, trap."
Powell reacted quickly, rolled in the air, pulled the edge of the hole, and jumped out as soon as he borrowed power.
Looking at the hole underground, a sharp weapon that shone with a cold light, his heart beat faster.
"A little capable."
Hong Tianhu was disappointed that Powell was not stabbed to death.
"Hmph, just a little trap like this, and wanting to stop me is a joke."
He discovered that all the land in this land had been detached, which proved that there must be many traps underground.
"Haha, then it depends on your ability, pay attention to the knife."
Hong Tianhu laughed and waved his big knife.
Powell could only retreat again and again, and it was impossible, the trap under his feet limited his actions.
After facing Hong Tianhu twice, he felt his arms go numb.
"Haha, Little Wawa, today is the day of your death, and you are the victim of my lost brothers."
Hong Tianhu's blade was faster.
Powell has no power to fight, he can only survive passively, and there are more puncture wounds on his arms and body.
"Made, I fight with you."
Powell knew that he could not continue like this, put away his mind to escape, and retreated to the central area.
At least we can be sure there will be no traps here.
"Hehe, work hard with me, do you have any qualifications?"
Hong Tianhu cut Powell into the air.
"Total ~"
Powell fell to the ground and continuously vomited blood.
"Hehe, Little Wawa, tell me now, other than your Tongtian Chamber of Commerce, who else wants to trouble Lao Tzu, just say, I will leave you whole."
"Well, my people are coming soon. Who will die then? That's not necessarily true?"
"Oh, death is near, and his mouth is stiff. I really don't see the coffin and cry."
After Hong Tianhu finished speaking, he had already rushed out.
Seeing Hong Tianhu approaching, Powell sneered.
"The ball of fire."
Powell hid his arm behind his back, reached out his hand, and in his palm, a basketball-sized fireball rolled.
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