Chapter 128: 128
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While Kass is fighting two minions.
The perspective switches to the clown.
He was being held in mid air by Togo with one hand around his neck.
Squeak, squeak, hoarse
The clown is about to die from the hot lava.
What do you know? It's just a "balloon" caught by Togo The body was slowly deflated and shriveled.
The real clown has been holding a red balloon and floating right above it.
Seize this moment and fall vertically.
With a heavy hammer in both hands, he hit Togo on top of his head.
Boom!
The ground cracked.
The ground where togu stood collapsed to a depth of nearly half a meter.
This is the clown's best shot in his current state.
Moreover, the hammer face was completely damaged due to the huge impact.
Togo's head was completely trapped in the broken sledgehammer.
But
Togo's right arm is still fast to grasp the clown, it seems that there is no injury at all.
Seeing this, the clown looked helpless. "Togo, you masochist, are you too hard?"
The clown's flexibility is good.
He grabbed his arm. Because of the high tide and the climate, Han Dong's cabin was extremely wet all the year round, and he didn't care at all.
Just like this all the time, no desire, no desire.
Even when the water in the small wooden house was piled up to the height of half a leg, Han Dong was totally indifferent. He did not have any sense of rejection for the sea water and continued to live a normal life.
Han Dong didn't care about the tiny octopus tentacles growing on the surface of the fish scales. When cooked, there was a unique flavor of sea fish mixed with octopus.
Thirty years later.
Han Dong gradually found that he grew gills and webs,
when shaving his beard, occasionally small octopus tentacles grew out of the replacement whiskers,
no longer fussy about whether the fish were cooked or not and then thrust them into their mouths,
they stayed on the sea for a longer time, and even didn't want to go back.
One day, Han Dong drove his fishing boat out of the fishing area and headed for the far end of the sea By the dim glow, it seems to see that under the small fishing boat, there is a huge black octopus.
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While Kass is fighting two minions.
The perspective switches to the clown.
He was being held in mid air by Togo with one hand around his neck.
Squeak, squeak, hoarse
The clown is about to die from the hot lava.
What do you know? It's just a "balloon" caught by Togo The body was slowly deflated and shriveled.
The real clown has been holding a red balloon and floating right above it.
Seize this moment and fall vertically.
With a heavy hammer in both hands, he hit Togo on top of his head.
Boom!
The ground cracked.
The ground where togu stood collapsed to a depth of nearly half a meter.
This is the clown's best shot in his current state.
Moreover, the hammer face was completely damaged due to the huge impact.
Togo's head was completely trapped in the broken sledgehammer.
But
Togo's right arm is still fast to grasp the clown, it seems that there is no injury at all.
Seeing this, the clown looked helpless. "Togo, you masochist, are you too hard?"
The clown's flexibility is good.
He grabbed his arm. Because of the high tide and the climate, Han Dong's cabin was extremely wet all the year round, and he didn't care at all.
Just like this all the time, no desire, no desire.
Even when the water in the small wooden house was piled up to the height of half a leg, Han Dong was totally indifferent. He did not have any sense of rejection for the sea water and continued to live a normal life.
Han Dong didn't care about the tiny octopus tentacles growing on the surface of the fish scales. When cooked, there was a unique flavor of sea fish mixed with octopus.
Thirty years later.
Han Dong gradually found that he grew gills and webs,
when shaving his beard, occasionally small octopus tentacles grew out of the replacement whiskers,
no longer fussy about whether the fish were cooked or not and then thrust them into their mouths,
they stayed on the sea for a longer time, and even didn't want to go back.
One day, Han Dong drove his fishing boat out of the fishing area and headed for the far end of the sea By the dim glow, it seems to see that under the small fishing boat, there is a huge black octopus.
www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
While Kass is fighting two minions. The perspective switches to the clown. He was being held in mid air by Togo with one hand around his neck. Squeak, squeak, hoarse The clown is about to die from the hot lava. What do you know? It's just a "balloon" caught by Togo The body was slowly deflated and shriveled. The real clown has been holding a red balloon and floating right above it. Seize this moment and fall vertically. With a heavy hammer in both hands, he hit Togo on top of his head. Boom! The ground cracked. The ground where togu stood collapsed to a depth of nearly half a meter. This is the clown's best shot in his current state. Moreover, the hammer face was completely damaged due to the huge impact. Togo's head was completely trapped in the broken sledgehammer. But Togo's right arm is still fast to grasp the clown, it seems that there is no injury at all. Seeing this, the clown looked helpless. "Togo, you masochist, are you too hard?" The clown's flexibility is good. He grabbed his arm. Because of the high tide and the climate, Han Dong's cabin was extremely wet all the year round, and he didn't care at all. Just like this all the time, no desire, no desire. Even when the water in the small wooden house was piled up to the height of half a leg, Han Dong was totally indifferent. He did not have any sense of rejection for the sea water and continued to live a normal life. Han Dong didn't care about the tiny octopus tentacles growing on the surface of the fish scales. When cooked, there was a unique flavor of sea fish mixed with octopus. Thirty years later. Han Dong gradually found that he grew gills and webs, when shaving his beard, occasionally small octopus tentacles grew out of the replacement whiskers, no longer fussy about whether the fish were cooked or not and then thrust them into their mouths, they stayed on the sea for a longer time, and even didn't want to go back. One day, Han Dong drove his fishing boat out of the fishing area and headed for the far end of the sea By the dim glow, it seems to see that under the small fishing boat, there is a huge black octopus. www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
