Pirate: I create a reincarnation game and summon players

Shaoyang easily broke the door.

Shaking the ash that had fallen due to the door hitting the wall.

Dashing casually walked in and saw Wei Zhuang still kneeling there to make tea.

White mist and tea fragrance.

The purple girl closed the door and prepared to leave without affecting the meeting between the two of them.

"How? Knew I was coming? So make me all the tea?

Shaoyang teased him.

He knew that Wei Zhuang's person was sullen and tight.

If he didn't speak, he and the two of them could really sit silently for a day, two days...

"You're strong."

Wei Zhuang knelt opposite Shaoyang, his eyes sharp, staring at Shaoyang.

Previously, he learned from the purple woman's mouth that he did not believe that there were stronger figures than him in this small Korea.

It's just that this Shaoyang is the first to make him feel the taste of being a prey.

Wei Zhuang's voice was low and powerful, making people feel that this person was reliable and acted prudently.

"I know."

Shaoyang did not have the slightest humility, and generously accepted Wei Zhuang's praise for himself.

Wei Zhuang is such a cold coffin face.

I feel that as long as I get within three steps of him, I can freeze to death.

Shaoyang wanted to deliberately stimulate him, probably because he thought it was funny.

But Wei Zhuang's joyful and angry face really failed to make Shaoyang get his wish.

Wei Zhuang took a cup of tea with one hand and handed it to Shaoyang.

This guy won't know he can't beat me, so he wants to poison me....

Shaoyang reached out to catch the teacup suspiciously.

You know, it's not that simple.

Shaoyang held the teacup, and Wei Zhuang also held the teacup.

Neither of them would let go.

Is this trying to compare internal force....

Although Shaoyang did not have the blessing of the power of the world on his body for the time being, the three-color domineering qi he had previously cultivated in the pirate world, as well as the domineering technique given by Ye Qianmei, that was really integrated into his body.

Wei Zhuang is indeed one of the strongest here, but Shaoyang is here.

Then this top position, I have to take it seriously.

Shaoyang concentrated his attention, in order not to let this "second uncle" face be too dull.

He simply condensed a breath of true qi and shattered this cup.

The tea spilled all over the place.

Wei Zhuang still refused to stop.

When Shaoyang was about to withdraw his hand, Wei Zhuang pressed his hand on the table.

Shaoyang turned around, Wei Zhuang pulled back....

The speed of the two people gesturing on the table became faster and faster, and the people watching were dazzled.

Finally, after more than forty rounds, the two of them faced each other, Shaoyang gathered all the true qi, and the internal force of the true qi directly shook Wei Zhuang on the opposite side.

"Why keep your hands?"

Wei Zhuang got up and looked down coldly at Shaoyang who was kneeling on the mat.

When the two of them were fighting, he could feel that the blue-haired man on the other side had a much higher internal strength than him.

If he didn't keep his hand when he was right, now his internal organs had been shattered by his internal force.

Shaoyang took out the bamboo bone jade fan pinned to his waist and did not kneel.

One leg is flat, the other foot is supported next to it, and the left hand is on it, shaking the fan quite comfortably.

"We are not enemies, there is no need to fight for your life and death."

Shaoyang is well-intentioned, for a person like him, if he keeps his hand when he is comparing, it is a humiliation to himself.

It was far more uncomfortable than him being injured and vomiting blood.

"Come in, it's not really true to see outside the door, is it?"

Shaoyang waved his fan at the door, and a person rushed in with his face facing the ground.

Han Fei quickly got up.

Shaking robes.

Awkward smile.

"Two, there is no high and low..." It

turns out that Han Fei is really a good material to die.

Knowing Wei Zhuang's heart, he also had to hit the muzzle.

Wei Zhuang just looked at him expressionlessly, without saying a word.

This person also mentioned to herself before, the ninth son of Korea, Han Fei.

Han Fei has always wanted to peek into his past.

He once told Han Fei that he either became someone he trusted or he was a dead man.

He still clearly remembered what Han Fei said at the time.

"Maybe I can't be the first person you say now, but I definitely won't be the second person you say."

This should be Han Fei's second meeting with Wei Zhuang and Shaoyang.

"Ah, I..."

Han Fei scratched his head, wanting to leave but not daring to go.

Shaoyang shook his head, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly to look at him.

"Jiugongzi, he really has a unique eye, this is all for you to see."

"Is the military pay case closed?"

Shaoyang asked.

"Young Master Shaoyang, he is quite concerned about the affairs of the Korean court."

Han Fei slowly came to Shaoyang and sat down.

"Where, Jiugongzi said and laughed, idle and nothing, there are just rumors."

Shaoyang joked like a stroke.

"What else is going on there?"

Han Fei dragged his head with one hand, and gently tapped the table with his right hand.

"There are also rumors that there is only one organization that solved this case, that is."

Shaoyang picked up the small fan of the bamboo bone.

Probe over and then say.

"Quicksand."

Han Fei's rhythmic and rhythmic fingers tapping on the table stopped, as if time stopped at this moment, and the whole room could only hear the sound of leaves rustling in the wind outside the window.

The name quicksand was only come up with by him two days ago.

Haven't told anyone yet.

Including reverse scales.

It is not surprising that he can hear about the military pay case, but quicksand is the name of an organization he is about to start for himself.

How did he know?

There was a black line on Han Fei's head.

He still didn't know this Shaoyang's position, whether he was ready to join Ji Wuye in a gang of rape or whether he was ready to be with himself.

"Quicksand? I don't know what you're talking about..." Han

Fei continued to knock on the table.

"Well, Jiugongzi is an understanding person, although you are cynical, wandering in the land of fireworks willow lane, and you seem to be merry, but you are indeed the most understanding person in the whole of Korea."

"Hey, it's a pity, a talent like you ended up dying tragically at the hands of his fellow junior disciple

, hey..." Wei Zhuang's footwork was brisk, and the moment this sentence came out, Shaoyang's neck had already felt the strong desire of shark teeth to devour him.

"Who are you?"

Shaoyang's ears sounded the low and magnetic voice again.

"You

are the King of Qin, the King of Qin from another world. King Qin has power beyond mortals, right?

Han Fei looked at him and replied for him.

"Well, Jiugongzi has a good memory."

"Then this King Qin, it seems that you can predict my future, right?"

Shaoyang used a small fan with bamboo bones to pin the shark tooth.

"Brother Wei Zhuang, let's listen to him finish talking first, don't be so angry."

Han Fei said softly, placing his hand on his hand holding the sword.

"You, and you..." "

Han Fei is willing to pay a lot of money, please help me."

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