"Brother Han?"

"Brother Han?"

"Brother Han wakes up?"

"Brother Han, are you not dead?"

In the cave, bursts of surprise sounded, and there was a hint of incredible expression on their faces, and a hint of surprise. When everyone thought that Zhao Xiaohan was really dead, Zhao Xiaohan once again brought them a surprise.

Miracles always appear on Zhao Xiaohan.

"Impossible, impossible!"

The moment he saw Zhao Xiaohan standing up from the ground little by little, the face of the old man in green suddenly became gloomy and unstable: "How could the person who was hit by my scorpion Gu are still alive? How could it be, absolutely impossible, Zhao Xiaohan, how could he be alive?"

"Brother Han, are you okay?"

Kunzi's voice sounded in his ears. At this time, Kunzi was covered in dust, and there were still a trace of tears and excitement in his eyes.

"I'm not your Han brother..."

This sentence was the first sentence when Zhao Xiaohan stood up. Then, he stretched lazily, then frowned and looked at everything around him. Suddenly, his body moved. When he saw his body moving, the old man in blue was startled and hurriedly took a defensive posture.

Unfortunately, Zhao Xiaohan disappointed him. Zhao Xiaohan moved, but instead of asking him to do something, he reached out and scratched his nose a few times, then yawned. When he saw the old man in blue looking defensive, Zhao Xiaohan couldn't help laughing: "Old man, what are you afraid of? I just yawned. Let's see what scared you? Haha, did you disappoint you?"

"Zhao Xiaohan, you obviously fell into my scorpion Gu, why didn't you die?"

The old man in Qingyi was obviously still struggling with why Zhao Xiaohan had nothing to do. Looking at the old man in Qingyi's face, Zhao Xiaohan raised his eyebrows and suddenly exuded a feminine aura: "Haha, are you very surprised why I was not dead? Do you want to know? Unfortunately, I don't want to tell you."

After the words came, Zhao Xiaohan narrowed his eyes and took a sudden step forward. In a moment, in just a few seconds, his body rushed to the old man in green, then raised his right hand and punched him straight on the old man's shoulder. When he saw Zhao Xiaohan's aggressive punch, the old man threw away Agou and Aniu in his hand, and stretched out his hand to Zhao Xiaohan and his palm.

"Bang!"

The two of them slammed together, and a loud sound suddenly sounded. However, when the sound fell, they saw that the old man in green suddenly seemed to have a kite with a broken string, and flew towards the stone behind him.

With a "bang", the old man's body fell heavily to the ground. He suddenly vomited a large mouthful of blood in his mouth. On the other hand, Zhao Xiaohan seemed to be standing there without any trouble, with an evil smile on his face.

"Old man, you have that little skill?"

This sentence is full of provocation, and at the same time, it is also full of a faint sense of violence. This aura has never appeared on Zhao Xiaohan in the past.

"You, why did you suddenly become so strong?"

Covering his chest, the old man in green stood up from the ground, but looked at Zhao Xiaohan in front of him with a look of surprise. After a while, Zhao Xiaohan woke up again, he seemed to have become a different person, full of killing energy. The most important thing is that Zhao Xiaohan now has at least ten times the lethality of just now!

Ten times, what is the concept?

It may be fine to hit you with a brick once, but what if a truck hits you?

"Do you want to know?" Zhao Xiaohan raised his eyebrows again. Now he seemed even more evil than before. Not only the old man in green was a little strange, but even Agou and Niu looked at Zhao Xiaohan in front of him with a strange look on his face. Why is Brother Han in front of him different from Brother Han in usual?

"It's a pity that I won't tell you until you die!"

After the words came, Zhao Xiaohan's body moved again, rushed forward with a big strode, grabbed the collar of the old man in Qingyi, and threw it down with a clang, which seemed to be about to fall apart. When the old man in Qingyi wanted to avoid it, Zhao Xiaohan "clang" again put it on his stomach. After one kick, the old man in Qingyi almost vomited out the sour water in his stomach!

"Old man, you're too fucking?"

Zhao Xiaohan frowned and looked at the old man in Qingyi who was kneeling at his feet. A look of disgust flashed across his face. At the same time, there was a trace of disdain in his disgust expression. When he saw Zhao Xiaohan's look, the old man in Qingyi vomited blood.

After so many years of surviving the world, he was despised by a defeated general who had just died at his hands?

It's tolerant, but who can't bear it!

In an instant, the old man in Qingyi suddenly read a dialect saying from some unknown place. Immediately afterwards, as his voice sounded, the purple gold scorpion in the distance rushed towards Zhao Xiaohan. Looking at the purple gold scorpion with a cold air all over his body, Zhao Xiaohan frowned, not only dodged, but stretched his right hand and squeezed the purple gold scorpion that flew over in his hand in a fierce manner.

Yes, it's a pinch, it's no exaggeration. Zhao Xiaohan really pinched the purple gold scorpion that left everyone helpless in his hand like a toy.

"Huh? This little thing is interesting."

Looking at the purple gold scorpion in his hand, a faint smile appeared on Zhao Xiaohan's face. However, when he pinched the purple gold scorpion, he suddenly felt a pain in his fingers. Then, he saw that the purple gold scorpion's clip had already clamped his fingers, and soon, a few drops of blood flowed out.

"Can you still bite people? Haha, the gadget is so naughty."

Looking at the bloody fingers, Zhao Xiaohan raised his eyebrows, raised his right hand, and then threw it hard to the ground. In an instant, the purple gold scorpion fell to the ground. Then, the moment the purple gold scorpion fell to the ground, Zhao Xiaohan raised his right foot and kicked it with a "clang"!

"Squeak!"
Chapter completed!