Zhang Han doesn''t even need too many fruits. He just needs to find a few top element and Superman fruits to crush everything.


    "According to his words, it should be so."


    Raleigh sighed. Unexpectedly, there was such a terrible existence in the world!


    If Zhang Han is willing to be a pirate, the moment he finishes the great route, he will be king of the sea... However, who makes him a swordsman!


    I''m afraid the most difficult thing in the world is to impose your thoughts on others. In particular, it is even more impossible for the object to be a terrorist who has defeated a navy general.


    One of them smoked and the other drank silently. The bar was silent.


    Bang Dang!


    I don''t know when, a man dressed in white and with red hair kicked open the door of the bar, came in and shouted arrogantly, "serve wine, serve your good wine and dishes! I''m starving!"


    If Zhang Han wakes up, he will find that no one else came in, but the fake pretending to be himself.


    Zhang Han was stunned when he stopped drinking. The fake Zhang Han was very angry. He looked all the way, but he couldn''t find the whereabouts of the "fan". Seeing a bar here, he wanted to drink some wine to calm his anger.


    Open a bar in an illegal area. Xia Qi sees too many fools like fake Zhang Han who thinks he is invincible in the world.


    For the other party''s arrogant behavior, he just smiled and didn''t care. He secretly wrote down the cost of damaging the gate and settled the bill later.


    Just as the fake Zhang Han Damascus golden Dao sat across the seat, his eyes suddenly lit up, looked at the "fans" with their eyes closed, and immediately stood up and walked over.


    "Boy, I didn''t expect you to hide here. It''s easy for me to find!"


    While talking, the fake Zhang Han sat beside the Lord, his left hand on each other''s shoulder, his right hand took out a firegun from his arms and shook it in front of him. The threat was very strong, which everyone could see.


    He said slowly, "since I''m a fan of Lao Tzu, I should know Lao Tzu very well. Since I know, I dare to shout in front of Lao Tzu. Am I tired of living?"


    Although Zhang Han''s consciousness sank into the inner world and the whole person seemed to have no soul, he could still sense the external situation through the soul chopping knife.


    When he found that the fake was sitting next to him, he ignored it and focused on refining the overlord''s color.


    This kind of garbage, give him 10000 bullets, and don''t want to break his true yuan and spiritual pressure protection.


    Raleigh turned his head and glanced at Zhang Han. Seeing that he didn''t wake up, he put down his glass and said to the fake Zhang Han, "he''s busy at the moment. You''d better not disturb him."


    "Old man, do you want to talk more?"


    The fake Zhang Han turned his gun, aimed at Raleigh, raised his chin and said arrogantly, "do you know who I am? The white sword emperor who defeated the Navy General! The reward is up to one billion Bailey! In front of me, how can you talk?"


    Raley frowned, a little angry in his heart.


    You said you pretended to be the white sword emperor to cheat money and color. You should have some eyesight. The Lord is sitting next to him. He can''t find it. He''s looking for death!


    Besides, since you call yourself the "sword emperor", you come out with that gun and scare who?


    Even though he has been in seclusion for more than 20 years, he can''t see it anymore.


    Seeing that Raleigh didn''t move, the fake Zhang Han just thought that the other party was stunned by his name. Turning his head, he saw that Zhang Han still closed his eyes and said nothing. He was even more angry.


    "Boy, dare to pretend to be dumb? It makes me very unhappy!"


    While talking, the left hand on Zhang Han''s shoulder grabbed the back of his head and pressed it towards the tea table in front of him.


    However, strangely, Zhang Han''s body was as motionless as a statue. No matter how fake Zhang Han makes his power, he can''t shake a penny!


    "Eh? How is this possible?"


    The fake Zhang Han stared at the beads with a ghost expression.


    His strength is clear in his heart. If ordinary people get a punch, they will definitely hurt their muscles and bones, but such strength can''t even make the other party bend down!


    A flash of surprise flashed in Raleigh''s eyes. Even if he was pressed on his head, he would shake a few times, although he would not be bent down. But looking at Zhang Han, he didn''t move. It was like steel muscles and iron bones in his body. It was strange and inexplicable.


    "I don''t believe it. I can''t cure you!"


    The fake Zhang Han was so cruel that he took the gun back to his arms, grabbed Zhang Han''s hair with both hands and pressed it down.


    I saw him gnashing his teeth, his face turned very red, and his veins burst on his arms, which was quite shocking.


    However, it doesn''t make any difference!


    Zhang Han still straightened his waist without shaking!


    "This guy... What''s going on?"


    At the moment, no matter how stupid the fake Zhang Han was, he also noticed that something was wrong.


    Loosen Zhang Han''s hair, his index finger probes into each other''s breath, and suddenly he screams. He is unstable and falls to the ground.


    The tea table was knocked by him and moved half a meter away. The table legs rubbed the floor and made a harsh squeak.


    "No breathing! He''s dead... Dead!"


    Fake Zhang Han put his hands on the ground and stared in horror at the Lord sitting safely on the sofa. His face was pale and bloodless, and his chest fluctuated violently.


    The whole bar was silent, except for the heavy breathing like a broken bellows.


    Raleigh looked at the farce with a smile and drank himself comfortably. Since the fake can''t help the Lord, he doesn''t mean to come forward to help.


    After a long time, the fake Zhang Han thought of his "true identity", and suddenly his face turned red. Clutching his ass, he jumped up from the ground and regained his arrogance again.


    "Ha, ha, ha... The timid guy was scared to death by the domineering momentum of my white sword emperor! It''s really useless!"


    Poof!


    Riley couldn''t help laughing and sprayed a mouthful of wine on the bar.


    How big is this brain hole to have such an absurd YY?


    Creak, creak


    Just then, a man pushed the door and walked into the bar.


    Looking up, the man was tall, wearing a black hat decorated with white fluff, a short beard, a wine red pattern coat, white trousers, and a black giant sword about the size of his body on his back.


    The most striking thing is that the man''s eyes are golden, just like a sword.


    The world''s largest swordsman, eagle eye, joracol mihok!


    "I heard that the white sword emperor is here?"


    Mihok stood at the door and glanced at the four. When he saw two red haired men in white, he couldn''t help but be slightly stunned and turned to Raley.


    At the first sight of Raleigh, mihok''s face was solemn. In his perception, the white haired old man in front of him was definitely a strong man!