Chapter 187： Life and death

"Hong Tianhu, you didn't run, haha, today I will give you two choices, the first is to submit to us, and the second is to die."

Powell looked at Hong Tianhu with a laugh, but did not relax his vigilance. He was not Hong Tianhu's opponent.

Now he can only delay time and wait for the people above to come over.

He suddenly regretted it, and rushed down by himself, almost losing his life.

"Haha, is this the way you let me choose? The people who killed my Tianhu Gang, and want me to submit, go to your father."

Hong Tianhu, successfully angered by Powell, started to greet Powell with the big knife in his hand.

Powell did not resist, and began to wander in the cave.

Fortunately, the cave is relatively large. If it is in a tunnel, he may not even be able to handle Hong Tianhu's three moves, and he is belching.

"Come hit me, come hit me, you can't hit me."

Slowly, Powell discovered that Hong Tianhu, although he was relatively powerful, was not his opponent in terms of speed.

So the mentality began to expand a little bit, and he made fun of Hong Tianhu.

"Humph."

Hong Tianhu snorted coldly, his hands moved faster, while consciously forcing Powell to move.

Slowly the two of them moved away from the tunnel and entered the cave.

The cave is obviously a dead end, and there is no way out.

Powell realized this and immediately planned to turn around and go back, otherwise he would really be forced to death by Hong Tianhu.

"Crack."

But he was about to take a few steps, only to find that his feet were soft.

"Damn, trap."

Powell reacted swiftly, rolled in the air, pulled the edge of the pothole, and bounced out as soon as he borrowed force.

Seeing the pit underground, the sharp weapon shining with cold light, the heart beats faster.

"A bit capable."

Hong Tianhu was disappointed that Powell was not stabbed to death.

"Hmph, just this kind of little trap, and wanting to stop me is a joke."

Although Powell said so, the expression on his face was very solemn.

He found that all the soil in this land had been loosened, which proved that there must be many traps underground.

"Haha, then it depends on your ability, watch the knife."

Hong Tianhu laughed and waved his big knife.

Powell can only retreat again and again, and there is no way, the trap under his feet restricts his actions.

After confronting Hong Tianhu twice, he felt his arms were numb.

"Haha, Little Wawa, today is your death day, and you are the sacrifice of my lost brothers."

Hong Tianhu's knife is faster.

Powell didn't have the power to fight back, he could only defend passively, and there were more stab wounds on his arms and body.

"Made, I fight with you."

Powell knew that he couldn't go on like this, put away his thoughts of escape, and retreated to the middle area.

At least it is certain that there will be no pitfalls here.

"Hehe, work hard with me, do you have the qualifications?"

Hong Tianhu chopped Powell into the air.

"Amount~"

Powell fell to the ground and vomited blood constantly.

"Hehe, Little Wawa, you tell me now, besides your Tongtian Chamber of Commerce, who else wants to trouble Lao Tzu, say it, I will leave you a whole body."

"Bah, my people will come soon. Who will die by that time? It's not necessarily true?"

"Oh, death is imminent, and his mouth is stiff. I really don't see the coffin without weeping."

After Hong Tianhu finished speaking, he had already rushed out.

Seeing Hong Tianhu approaching, Powell sneered.

"Fireball."

Powell put his arm hidden behind his back, stretched out, and on his palm, a basketball-sized fireball was rolling.