Deserted Island: The Survival Journey of a Beautiful President

In the dark night, the crossbow arrows flew out soundlessly, and the moonlight reflected, leaving only a fleeting white light in the space.

When Tony saw the flashing light, he secretly thought it was bad, he had been tricked!

He dodged sideways, the crossbow arrow originally aimed at the chest grazed his right upper arm, the arrow pierced his sleeve, cut the skin, and blood flowed from the wound.

Tony reacted quickly, pointed the gun in his hand in the direction of the crossbow arrow, and fired directly.

He didn't know the exact location of the crossbow bearer, so he could only shoot blindly.

The gunpowder of the bullet exploded, and gorgeous sparks shot out from the muzzle of the gun.

It is so eye-catching in this dark night.

Tony didn't expect the bullet to hit the person. He thought that in the case of blind shooting, the opponent would stand stupidly to meet the bullet.

All he has to do is confuse the opponent so that they cannot use the crossbow bolts.

Han Ling did not use the crossbow arrows. She was lying on the ground, and bullets flew over her head.

She stared at Tony with a pair of cold eyes.

Every time a shot is fired, the flash of fire can illuminate Tony's upper body.

Firearms are very powerful, but they also have a fatal flaw, which is too easy to reveal their positions.

Especially now and at night.

The deafening sound of gunfire made all other sounds mute.

Tony has already retreated a few meters, the bullets in the gun are running out, and he can't waste any more.

Must be economical, after all, this is his only weapon that can effectively destroy the enemy.

The gunfire stopped.

At this moment, footsteps sounded all around.

In the desert area, the ground is full of gravel. Even if you walk carefully, your feet will make a "rustling" sound when you step on the ground.

Tony immediately realized that someone was approaching him.

Just as he raised his gun, searching for the position of his footsteps, a handful of sand flew towards his eyes.

Tony, who had no protection at all, was blinded by the sand.

At the same moment, Mo Qing rushed forward under the moonlight, holding Tony's gun-holding wrist with both hands.

Attempts to take the pistol away.

As long as he got a pistol, this person is nothing to be afraid of.

Mo Qing didn't use the scimitar he was wearing, because the mirror-smooth blade might reflect moonlight, exposing himself.

Tony was so angry that he simply pulled the trigger regardless.

A bullet flew out of the gun.

Mo Qing was very close to the pistol, and the loud gunshots shook his ears almost deaf.

He shouted: "Tom, hurry up and help, if he escapes, none of us can get out of the desert in peace!"

Tom, who had been standing by the side without making a move, moved. He circled behind Tony and wrapped his arms around Tony's neck.

Two big men were engaged in a physical fight with another man in the desert under the silver moonlight.

It's a really philosophical picture.

Facts have proved that no matter how good a man is, he can't stand the ravages of two men of the same sex.

The gun in Tony's hand was taken away, and he lost the means to protect himself and fight back.

Mo Qing knocked Tony down with one move, then put one leg on his back, and grabbed the opponent's two hands in reverse.

Unwilling to be dealt with, Tony cursed at Mo Qing.

Although Mo Mou's English is not good, but he can more or less recognize a word or two.

He can still understand words like fuck and mother.

For this, Mo Qing was very magnanimous and only rewarded Tony with two big pussies, which directly beat his head until it buzzed.

"I was beaten to the ground, and there are so many words, please be quiet"

The more they beat, the more fiercely Tony scolded.

The harder he scolded, the harder Mo Qing beat him.

The two seem to be harder than your head or my slap.

Finally, Tony finally stopped scolding. He had already been slapped dozens of times, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

After solving this guy, Mo Qing is ready to have a good chat with Tom.

Before the operation began, he told Tom about his plan to deal with Tony.

Originally, when he grabbed the gun by himself, Tom should follow suit, and the two of them solved one person together, which was as easy as pie.

Unexpectedly, I have already made it, but my teammates have not followed up for a long time.

Mo Qing probably knew what this guy was thinking, he just wanted to watch the fish die and the net be broken, so that he could reap the benefits of the fisherman.

"Tom, where are you?"

Mo Qing shouted towards the empty surroundings.

Yet no one answered.

An ominous premonition came over him.

Mo Qing noticed something was wrong. It stands to reason that Tom hated Tony so much and subdued him together, but Tom didn't come up to beat Tony to vent his anger.

Even if Tom has a peaceful mind and loves peace, he shouldn't leave his side. Isn't this guy afraid that Tony will run away?

However, when Mo Qing discovered the problem, it was already too late.

"I'm here"

Tom's voice came from ahead.

Han Ling was also with him.

It's just that Han Ling has been held hostage by him now, and a crossbow arrow is aimed at her neck.

"Tom, you are somewhat ungrateful." Mo Qing's voice was cold.

"Hehe, although I am grateful to you for helping me catch Tony, but people died for money, and birds died for food." Tom said, "Since you two know about the crown, you can't keep you!"

"We are not interested in the crown, let her go, it's good for everyone"

Mo Qing stretched his hand down slowly.

"But I am the least courageous person. I am afraid that you will covet my wealth, and I am also afraid that you will leak the news. You must die tonight!"

With murderous intent in his eyes, Tom aimed at Mo Qing with a crossbow in his hand.

"call out"

The crossbow arrow did not hurt Mo Qing, but directly stabbed Tony who was about to get up behind him.

At this moment, Mo Qing stretched his hand to his waist, and pulled out the pistol he had confiscated from Tom earlier.

Seeing this scene, Tom couldn't help laughing, "Haha, Mo Qing, do you think you can scare me with a gun without bullets?
Do you think that thing in your hand can hurt me? "

"It's all the rest of my game, and now, I don't want to play, it's game over"

"Who told you that you can't hurt people without bullets?" Mo Qing smiled mysteriously.

One second before the crossbow arrow shot out from Tom's hand, Mo Qing directly threw the pistol out.

From the first time he came into contact with firearms until now, Mo Qing's marksmanship has always been terrible. Even if he is separated by a few meters, he can still draw the outline of the human body and miss every shot.

Can't shoot, but he's really good at throwing things.

The pistol spun in the air and hit Tom's head with precision.

Not a cent.

This unloaded pistol weighed more than a catty, and it would be bruised and purple no matter what it hit someone.

Not to mention hitting directly on the head.

Tom was stunned by the blow. He obviously didn't expect the pistol to be used like this.

At this very moment, Han Ling grasped the crossbow bolt at his throat with both hands, and at the same time stomped hard on Tom's feet.