Deserted Island: The Survival Journey of a Beautiful President

The pain from the foot made Tom's expression grim, and his attention was focused on the footsteps for a short time.

Han Ling pushed away the crossbow arrows on his neck with both hands, and then ran towards Mo Qing at the fastest speed.

All this happened very quickly. Tom wanted to reach out and grab Han Ling back, but he missed it by some distance.

Mo Qing carried a machete and rushed over at the same time.

Tom gritted his teeth and slid down the hill.

The odds of winning one against two are too small, not to mention that there is a Tony who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead.

He must now ensure that he can leave alive with the crown, otherwise everything he has done in the past will be in vain.

Mo Qing ran to Han Ling's side and looked down the hill.

It was dark and his vision was so poor that he couldn't see Tom's distance.

People have probably run away.

"Is he still alive?" Han Ling pointed to Tony lying not far away.

"I gonna go see"

Mo Qing squatted beside Tony, the crossbow arrow pierced his upper abdomen and penetrated directly.

This arrow, depending on the situation, injured the liver.

"Hey, can you hear me?"

Mo Qing patted Tony on the face.

The latter opened his eyes weakly, breathless, and he said something in English.

Han Ling squatted down, "Let me talk to him."

Next, the two chatted for several minutes, and finally Tony closed his eyes with hatred.

"That Tom is really a villain!"

This is Han Ling's evaluation.

From Tony's words, she learned the truth of the matter.

A team headed by Tom found the guilty crown in the desert, but he became greedy and wanted to own the crown alone.

Ambush one of the team members and tried to kill others.

In the end, only Tony survived, and the others were all killed by this guy.

Tony was not reconciled, so he chased him all the way.

Until now.

Mo Qing was smoking a cigarette with a complicated expression on her face.

Tom is definitely an extremely dangerous character, and his horror lies in his scheming.

Emotions and anger are invisible, proficient in calculations.

Fighting against such a person is undoubtedly the most annoying.

"Tom, let's stop chasing him. We'll work harder tonight and we'll talk after we get out of the desert," Mo Qing said.

Now the first task of the two is to leave the desert, and Tom's affairs can wait until they return to the resort.

Han Ling nodded, "OK"

The two supported each other until dawn came.

It was six o'clock in the morning.

After walking intermittently all night, the two of them had walked at least eighteen kilometers.

As the sun rose, Mo Qing took a bite of the cactus, and the mucus moistened his mouth.

The cactus in the backpack has been eaten, and there is only the last half bottle of water left.

Although the food and water are almost consumed, the expressions of the two seem very relaxed.

The vegetation on the ground became more and more dense, and the sand grains on the ground turned into large stones and soil.

This is similar to the soil they saw when they walked out of the resort a few days ago.

Most importantly, standing on the sand dune, Mo Qing saw a dark "long line".

To be precise, it should be an asphalt road.

No doubt they could find the resort just by following the asphalt road.

However, the location of the road is still very far away. After all, it is just a "long line" from the stand on the hill.

After crossing the last hill, the rest of the road is flat.

Mo Qing looked into the distance, and there were several tall trees growing about four to five hundred meters away.

Lush and vibrant.

Even under these trees, low shrubs can be seen.

This is an oasis in the desert.

Mo Qing and Han Ling ran over quickly.

When the two reached the edge of the oasis, they saw a scene that made people tremble.

The clear water pool of four to five hundred square meters, the breeze blowing across the water surface, set off a ripple.

On the trees on both sides are chirping birds.

"Have we encountered a mirage? There is such a large pool of water here!" Han Ling looked excited.

Mo Qing said: "No, this is real, the mirage is not so real."

The surface of the desert is full of yellow sand, but there is groundwater under it.

Just deep.

This pool is surrounded by yellow sand, and its water source can only come from groundwater.

At the same time, animal footprints can be seen around the water pool, which proves that animals often come here to drink water.

The water quality can definitely reach the drinking level.

The two walked to the water pool, Han Ling took out a water bottle to fill water, while Mo Qing picked up a pinch of water and splashed it on his face.

The cool water wets clothes and skin.

Mo Qing felt relieved for a while, and his whole body relaxed a bit.

The water surface reflects the blue sky and the surrounding trees, as if this small world is contained in the water surface.

Mo Qing looked at the water surface, suddenly, he found that there seemed to be a figure in the reflection of a tall tree.

That shadow is very familiar.

"careful!"

Mo Qing directly pushed down Han Ling beside him.

At the same moment, a crossbow arrow shot out from the darkness.

The crossbow arrows landed on the spot where Mo Qing was squatting before.

If he hadn't discovered it, it should have been shot through by now.

"You are really alert!"

A cold and familiar voice sounded behind the two of them.

Mo Qing knew who was speaking without turning his head.

"Tom, what a coincidence!"

"Oh, it's not a coincidence, I've been waiting for you here for a long time."

Tom jumped down from the tree.

He knew that if he wanted to get to the resort, he would have to pass through this oasis.

How could it be possible that two lost people who were dusty and lacking water and food would not come here to replenish water?
So when he got here, he had already ambushed.

Not for anything else, just to kill Mo Qing and Han Ling.

The news that he got the Guilty Crown must not be leaked, at least not until he sold it himself.

Tom held a crossbow bolt and pointed it at the two of them.

Mo Qing also drew the Gurkha knife.

"call out"

The crossbow arrows shot out.

Mo Qing's scimitar stood horizontally, leaped out, the blade flashed, and the crossbow arrow snapped.

He mobilized the muscles in his legs and rushed towards Tom with great speed.

The arrows shot out one after another.

Mo Qing used his flexible body to dodge again and again.

On the Savage Island where there was a lot of bullets, facing the pursuit of the gangsters from the ocean-going ship, he did not completely rely on luck to escape.

Tom didn't expect Mo Qing to be so fast, but in the blink of an eye, people were less than two meters away from him.

In close proximity, the effect of his crossbow arrows is greatly reduced.

Mo Qing stepped forward, and the machete slashed across. The knife was steady and ruthless, and the sharp blade left a bloodstain on Tom's chest.

If it weren't for the distance between the two of them, the knife would have directly opened a hole in Tom's chest.

"hiss"

Tom gasped, the pain hitting his nerves.

Mo Qing withdrew the knife, and pointed it at Tom's throat when he drew it out again.

The steel blade broke through the oncoming wind, and when the tip of the knife was less than one centimeter away from Tom, the latter took half a step back, his upper body leaned back, and avoided it.

The hand holding the crossbow raised and pulled the trigger.

Such a short distance, and under the circumstances that Mo Qing had already made a knife, there was no time to dodge.