Chapter 126： The strong are born, the weak are dead (1/2)

With the words of Krokdal, everyone looked at him and found that on the other side of the coast, a team of people just came off the boat.

The leader of this team is exaggerated, 50 centimeters taller than Crocklock, reaching an astonishing three-meter height. Wearing a pink feather coat, nine pants, a blonde hair, with sunglasses, expressions and disdain, as if the world is not seen in the eyes.

Seeing the cold murder in Krozdal’s eyes and the apparently hostile eyes, the man smiled.

”Hey.”

The characteristic laughter came out of the man's mouth, so that the crew of Krokold's side could not help but take a step back.

Last night, it was this group of guys who unknowingly killed more than a dozen of them, and those people’s deaths were terrible.

When he realized that his crew had not fought, he was already afraid. Krolockal’s brow was wrinkled again.

For this group of his own subordinates, he is increasingly dissatisfied.

In this vast sea, weak companions or subordinates mean that they will be abandoned or die.

The right hand slowly lifted up, and Krolockal’s eyes were cold. The shame that these guys gave them last night was all washed today!

”Hey!”

The air inexplicably trembled, and the ground in front of it shook, and a lot of sand began to float. It was almost a moment of effort, and the man in a feather coat changed his face.

A large amount of sand was suspended in the void, and it was overwhelming toward a group of them.

These sand grains look at it, but they form a sand curtain that reaches about 50 meters. It floats in the void and rushes straight.

”This guy!”

The man in pink coat, the eyes under the sunglasses chilled, his right hand trembled irregularly.

Just under this tremor, a pirate behind Krokdal suddenly looked terrified, his hands were not under his control, but he pulled out his knife and slammed it toward his back.

”Hey!”

The machete crossed the back of Krokdal and a lot of sand began to scatter.

Krokdal’s eyes were colder, and the sandstorm in his hands was paused. At this moment, the opposing team had already jumped a few times and escaped the attack.

”sough”

The sandstorm fell on the ground and returned to calm.

”Why are you so angry? Krosterdal, isn't this sea like this?”

The pink feather coat man opened his arms and laughed exaggeratedly.

”The strong are born, the weak are dead!”

”This is the truth that the world has followed! No?”

Krokdal was quickly recovered from his body, and his eyes were even more killing.

The arrogant guy in front of him completely ignited the flames in his heart, and even made him more angry than the two. The kind of high above, not looking at anyone in the eyes, touched the most vulnerable place in his heart.

”Just a few crew members died? Why are you so angry?”

”If you want to suffocate, my men, if you have the ability, you can also let you kill!”

The man in the pink feather coat shouted loudly. He said this, and the crew behind him were all smiling on their faces.

It seems that they know that the other party has no ability to kill them and is extremely confident.

”It's fun!”

The scorpion flashed a killing, and Krolockal slowly bent his waist down, his hands all pressed on the ground.

”But you forgot, who is the home of here!”

Just after a word was finished, the ground shook and a lot of dust fluttered.

The quicksand floated up and covered the controlled crew behind him in a breathing room, forcing the movement.

Then, a large amount of sand appeared from the ground, but it was only necessary, and the yellow sand was already in the eyes of everyone.