Super Space Trading Group

"Roar………

That Green Valley Izuku was so in pain that he couldn't make any sound, and he clenched his fists. His eyes were wide open, and his body twitched uncontrollably.

"Okay, you are here to take care of them!"

Immediately afterwards, Bai Cheng covered the wound of Izuku Midori. Blowing lightly, the latter's wound healed quickly. He turned his head to look at Eight Million Hundreds, and said something meaningful.

""

Bai Cheng, a Shunpo, rushed to the dead-handled wooden hanger. Taking advantage of the opponent's 20 not paying attention, a fist hit him in the chest.

"..."

The flame on the dead-handled wooden hanger disappeared instantly, and the aura of the whole person dropped a lot in an instant.

"what did you do to me?"

The dead handle wooden hanging clutched his chest and found that the strength of his body was gone. He looked at Bai Cheng in surprise and asked curiously.

"The secret cannot be revealed, so you will pay a heavy price for your behavior this time!

Bai Cheng squeezed his fists to the point of rattling, and stared blankly at the dead handle.

"..."

Then, the dead-handled wooden hanger realized that the situation was out of his control. Then he let out a small breath and ran away on the flaming horse.

"Want to run, have you asked me?"

Suddenly, Bai Cheng snapped his fingers. An enchantment was formed around it, trapping the dead handle wood.

"As I said, you can't leave here without paying some price!

Bai Cheng came to the back of the dead-handled wooden hanger as if nothing had happened, and stabbed the flaming horse with a knife. The latter roared up to the sky and fell to the ground in a daze.

The dead-handled wooden hanger didn't keep its balance at all and fell heavily, Bai Cheng grabbed the opponent's neck.

"This move of yours caused a big problem for the entire hero's reserve army. Tell me, is there any remedy?"

Bai Cheng patted his head and laughed casually.

"This... people can't be resurrected from the dead, and I can't do anything about it!"

The dead handle wooden hanging shrugged his shoulders, looked at Bai Cheng with a bewildered face, and shook his head helplessly.

"As far as I know, you seem to have a technique that can bring people back to life. You should explain it yourself, or I will pick it up!"

Bai Cheng stepped up his strength, making the dead wooden hanger a little breathless.

"..."

The dead handle kept struggling, staring at Bai Cheng with some difficulty.

"Count to the last three, if you don't want to say it, then just die..."

"3..."

"2......"

"1.....

Bai Cheng took a deep breath and said thoughtfully.

"T..."

Just when Bai Cheng was about to make his move, the dead-handled wooden crane waved his hand and said in a panic.

543 "Oh...changed your mind?

Bai Cheng grinned and looked at the dead wooden hanger with some anticipation.

"Take out my phone, it has what you want in it!"

The dead handle wooden hanging carefully pointed to his pocket.

"Oh... let me see..."

Bai Cheng didn't know what medicine was being sold in the dead-handled gourd, and then casually put it out into the other's pocket.

As a result, Bai Cheng took it out and found it was a mobile phone. Slightly unclear, he turned his head and looked at the dead-handled wooden hanger.

"Look! 35

A faint smile appeared on the corner of the dead handle wood hanger's mouth, and he pursed his mouth, motioning Bai Cheng to open it and take a look.