God of Fishing

Everybody looks at Han Fei.

At this moment, Han is not in shock. What the hell did I get a token for?

The middle-aged son is dead, so indifferent, chasing himself for a token?

Whatever the use of this token, Han Fei knows it's definitely more important than he thinks, and Han Fei certainly can't admit it.

Immediately, Han Fei's anger, grievance, forced a series of expression packs, revealed.

Yet the middle-aged man grunted coldly: "Don't pretend. Now that she's found you, it means she must have something on you. Kid, give it to me, I might as well spare you your life in the face of the mob academy. No, die. ”

Xiao Xiao chuckled: “What a big breath, my mob college students, can you threaten? Get lost...”

Xiao Xiao said angry.

A “rolling” word, turned into a rolling thunder.

No one has ever been murdered at the mob academy.

Who knows when a middle-aged man reaches out, and the shadow of the sky pours down like a tide: “I'd rather see, how many times can you stop me if you're in a war? ”

Just after the middle-aged man said this, he saw a huge palm suddenly appearing in the sky, suddenly filming it.

The middle-aged man's face changed dramatically, a dozen meters of turtle body, but the whole person was still slapped into the water. That's right, blow up the 100-meter wave.

Beneath the waves of the sea, people can still hear the "boom" coming from the seabed.

Han Fei swallowed his mouth and slapped a man so strong from the sea to the bottom of the sea. Who is this?

The next moment, the middle-aged man broke out of the water and his hair was slapped apart: “Who? ”

But Xiao Xiao was relieved: “Bai, you're a little late. ”

“White old man? ”

“Principal? ”

Han Fei and others are silent: is the old white man so fierce?

One person appeared abruptly on the surface.

Behind the hands of the old white man: “What little bastard did I think I was? Turns out he's from the Sun family. Little fishboy, why don't you send Sun Baisheng over here and see if he dares to slay my mob academy? What the hell are you? ”

Just look at the old white man's hand lifted, one big hand shot again.

That horrible force directly suppressed the spiritual tortoise of the middle-aged and was forced to disarm with the state of integration. The whole surface of the sea was recessed, and Han Fei and others stared at the eyes.

“Goo doo! ”

Zhang Xuanyu swallowed his mouth: “The principal is a little strong! ”

Han Fei was also shocked: “How strong is it? This ain't nobody, all right? ”

“Bang!”

Han Fei was slapped in the head.

I just saw an old white man on the surface of the ocean glance at himself: "Little bald man, shut up. ”

Han Fei's face was green: this old bastard went too far and knocked off his turban.

Han Fei quickly covered his head with a headscarf, but found Xia Xiao Xiao's people staring at his head.

“Look at what? Without my hair, my handsome appearance is most prominent. ”

"“ … "

Han Fei-chun said: “It feels so good to have someone holding up! Old bastard, you stare at me, you dare to push me again? Do I look big to you? Why don't you stare into the eye of a fish? Still asking me for something, your brain has been hit by an ironhead fish...”

With the old man holding his back, Han Fei immediately cursed. A moment of kung fu sprayed hundreds of words without heavy swearing, listening to the white old man and other people look at him shocked.

The middle-aged man swallowed his heart and soul: “Thief. ”

Han Fei immediately turned to Bai from night to night: “Principal, he scolded me. ”

“Boom...”

White feels good at night. Han Fei's mouth is good. He couldn't help but say: "What's wrong with you? Stinky face, such an adult to bully a few children, Sun family's face is all disgraced. ”

The middle-aged man is going to vomit blood. He's going crazy: “White from night...”

“Boom!”

“Did you call these three words? ”

The middle-aged man yelled and had an outburst of psychic energy. In a blink of an eye, three deed spirits emerged, a turtle, a lobster, and a big fish with flowers.

“Boom, boom...”

Three slaps in a row, three indentured spiritual beasts, all shot back by the old white man.

The old man grinned, “Why, very angry? I'm just making you angry. Don't tell me your son is dead, your grandson's family is all dead in there, and you have to take it with you. ”

The middle-aged man knelt half to the sea: "Do you really think he can keep the sea word? ”

“Seaword order? ”

At one point, the three university deans who were already amazing next to each other changed.

White stared slightly at Han Fei from night. But then he slapped the middle-aged again: “Why? Do you think I can't afford this order at the mob academy, or what? If I can't afford the mob academy, your grandkids can afford it? ”

“Ho!”

Suddenly, only the middle-aged man Zou disappeared. Re-emergence, already at kilometers.

Just heard him drink: “Heavenly Town and Sea...”

As the middle-aged man drank, the clouds gathered and a kilometer of stamp fell from the sky. The middle-aged man even sprayed three sperms of blood, dyed the big print into a strange red color, and the air was dyed red.

He was really angry and seemed to have used some kind of weird method of warfare to try to turn it over.

However, the old white man took a slight step forward. Raise your hands and endless seawater rises.

Han Fei is invisible again.

This time, they see what a fairy means.

Whatever crosses the river and falls into the sea, it's a hairy rain.

Han Fei swallowed his mouth all the way: This is too fierce! Is that what the headmaster is capable of? It's even stronger than a fairy!

The dome kept blowing and the sky greyed. All you can see is a wave of turbulence.

“Hands in the air! ”

Next door, Chu Mengxue, also in the fluttering third college dean, lost his voice and heard the faces of several people from Han and Africa shocked.

It lasted for dozens of breaths, and a bloody middle-aged man rose and ran away.

The water fell and the waves subsided.

Han Fei lay pale on the boat and saw the old man with his hands behind his back, walking one step at a time, living off a bad old look.

The old man hummed, “What the hell? ”

As the old white man grabbed it, the fishing boat rolled over and floated back to the sea. Just let Han feel bad about his white fishing boat! The Hull was deformed after being trampled by the Battle of Shaw and then swept by the battle.

Xiao Wu's asthma: “White, heal the wounds. ”

As the old man raised his hand, a column of light landed on the fishing boat. Africans in Han feel only a subtle force, rapidly repairing Xiao's wounds. The pale bone of Xiao's hand is growing at a visible rate. A moment later, it doesn't look like it's ever been hurt.

The musician's voice shivered a little: “No, my headmaster, it's a little scary! ”

Zhang Xuanyu sat on the deck with his eyes stuck, seemingly still remembering. By contrast, I can't even compare my anger waves to a random wave just in the ocean like a fucking kid staying at home!

The same is true of Xia Xiao Xiao, who is similarly shocked. But there was also curiosity, Xia Xiao Xiao dissented: “Just now, I felt something like a horrible sea monster. Is that human? ”

Han Fei's heart laughed bitterly, I felt it too, I saw it! Legendary creatures, that thing right in front of you. Can't you feel the smell of terror?

At this moment, the faces of the deans of the three universities are all shocked. They didn't know it was bad at night, they just never thought it would be so good!

And, depending on the situation, this middle-aged man actually knows each other from day to night, from day to night. Is this about the secrets of the year? They've been wondering, how did the Mob Academy suddenly fall? What the hell happened?

From the night lazily walked onto the boat, looking at Han Fei's pain, he couldn't help but get upset: “It's just a broken boat, if it breaks, it breaks. Our school is not bad money now, just go buy another one...”

Han Fei cried his face: "This is a ship in the city! Does Linglong Tower sell? ”

The old man ignored him and said, “Don't worry about anything big. Take the sea word and take it, by the name of my mob academy, take a sea word to make it look good to them. ”

Overbearing, arrogant, unspeakable.

Just after the Shao war and the emergence of the old white man, Han Fei's fondness and sense of belonging to the mob academy soared. It is true that there is an old family. If there is a treasure, it is fine to walk sideways in the future.

After seeing Han Fei pull out the sea script order at random, he asked: “Principal, what kind of token is this? Why would anyone in town want it? Besides, did I get in any trouble? ”

Several other people came together, they were measuring, and they played with it in their hands, but they didn't find anything.

”'Wonder what it is,' said the old man. 'When are you going to be able to break through the third level of fishing...”