Deserted Island: The Survival Journey of a Beautiful President

The three wildlings threw their spears.

The spear drew a beautiful parabola in the air, and then landed behind Mo Qing.

But if he was slower, the spear would have pierced his body directly.

Don't underestimate these weapons made of stone and sticks.

Mo Qing once killed a wild boar much larger than them with just a few spears and ropes.

Mo Qing faced these three savages no less easily than facing the wild boar, and was even more nervous.

He grabbed the woman tightly and ran towards the depths of the woods.

The beach has no shelter and is too easy to spot.

Only by entering the woods, relying on his familiarity with this island, can he get out of this crisis.

He ran forward with all his strength, and the wind blowing his bangs.

Mo Qing recalled the scene when he was hunting wild boar. The wild boar was also like this, exhausted by the few of them.

But now, the three behind him are chasing after him, their physical strength is much better than Mo Qing's.

This level of running is nothing to the savages who live in the jungle all year round.

Even though Mo Qing relied on his familiarity with the environment time and time again, he tried to get rid of it.

But the people behind followed too closely and tried several times without success.

On the contrary, with the exhaustion of Mo Qing's physical strength, the distance between the two sides was gradually shortened.

It was too far away from the camp, and Mo Qing didn't know when the reinforcements would arrive.

"call out"

A spear brushed past Mo Qing's head.

Straight into the soft ground.

Mo Qing was sweating profusely on his back, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw two other savages who had raised their spears behind them.

"shhhhh"

There were two more piercing sounds.

Mo Qing dodged the attack of the first spear, but not the second one.

His calf was slashed with a spear, and blood gushed from the wound.

The severe pain forced him to stop.

Mo Qing took a deep breath, resisting the pain, he couldn't run anymore.

Before he was injured, he might not have been able to outrun the three savages.

Now that the calf is injured, it is even more impossible.

Mo Qing stopped, instead of fleeing in such embarrassment, it is better to give it a go.

This is not the first time he has been so bold.

The deserted island is a large gambling table, and Mo Qing is an avid gambler.

Win, survive, lose, die.

In the bets again and again, Mo Qing won countless times, but he could not lose once.

As long as he loses once, then what greets him will be beyond redemption.

Mo Qing believed that he could still win this time.

Even if the enemy in front of him is far better than him.

Holding the spear tightly in his hand, Mo Qing looked at the three of them with burning eyes.

He put on a posture, stretched out one hand, and signaled the three to come forward, and held a spear in the other, ready to stab at any time.

The three savages immediately surrounded him and the woman.

They picked up the weapons they had thrown before and stared at Mo Qing covetously.

This is a duel of life and death.

"Ula!"

Savage A roared wildly, and rushed towards Mo Qing.

Savage B and Savage C did not move.

In the tribe, the powerful wildlings do not allow others of the same kind to intervene in their prey.

Any savage who dares to intervene will be treated as an enemy.

Because this is an insult to the strong!

Savage A is one of the warriors in the tribe.

The tooth necklace around his neck is the best proof.

Each tooth represents the prey he hunted.

Wildman A's speed was very fast, and he was within a meter of Mo Qing in the blink of an eye.

His spear stabbed towards Mo Qing's abdomen.

However, Mo Qing is not a vegetarian, and has fought so many life and death fights on this island.

Whether it is reaction force, strength, or speed, it has been greatly improved.

He dodged sideways, raised his left leg, and kicked at the hollow of Savage A's knee.

This is where the human thigh is relatively vulnerable.

Savage A couldn't dodge. After being kicked, his legs went limp, and he almost knelt down on one knee.

The first strike was successful, and Mo Qing was about to execute the second blow.

But before he could make a move, Savage A turned his spear and stabbed it at Mo Qing's throat.

He is quick and precise with his spear.

Mo Qing had no time to dodge, so he could only grab the spear that could kill him with his hands.

Fortunately, he caught it.

Unfortunately, Wildman A's attack was just a false move, he quickly gave up the spear attack, and instead smashed his elbow on Mo Qing's chest.

This time, Mo Qing was almost beaten to death.

Mo Qing stepped back quickly, rubbing his chest, the strenuous exercise made him sweat profusely.

A contemptuous smile appeared on Savage A's face. In his opinion, the prey in front of him was not as good as the beast he had killed before.

It was the honor of his life to kill this prey with his own hands.

Savage A is ready to pull out Mo Qing's teeth and use them as decorations for himself.

Mo Qing breathed gently, letting her body and mind relax.

The more urgent you are, the more you must stay sober and calm.

Savage A couldn't wait to kill him, and stabbed his spear again.

Mo Qing made his craziest move,
He didn't choose to dodge, but rushed straight to the wild man A.

The spear has been thrust out, and there is absolutely no possibility of taking it back.

And at such a close distance, there will be no chance of being missed.

Mo Qing is dead.

In many cases, the only way to have a chance to live is to put it to death.

The spear did stab Mo Qing, but at that moment, Mo Qing stretched out his hand and grabbed the spear point with all his strength.

This hand had already grabbed the spear just now, and there were already scars on it, and now it happened again, and the old wounds were not healed, and new wounds were added.

Ten fingers connected to the heart.

The pain is unbearable for most people.

But Mo Qing has long been used to scars.

Next, it was his turn to fight back.

At this time, he had already thrown away the spear in his hand and replaced it with a multifunctional knife.

One inch long, one inch strong.An inch is short, an inch is dangerous.

With such a close distance between the two, it is more advantageous to use a knife than a spear.

Savage A obviously didn't guess that Mo Qing had another move, and it was impossible for him to avoid it.

"Pfft"

Mo Qing's knife pierced Savage A's shoulder.

His eyes were fierce, like a bloodthirsty wolf.

"what!"

Savage A let out a painful roar, and he pushed Mo Qing away with all his strength.

The latter also took advantage of the situation to leave his side, and at the same time drew out a knife.

"I have faced an opponent stronger than you before. Even if I were two, I might not be able to defeat him, but in the end I won.
It's not enough for you to want to kill me! "

Mo Qing raised his middle finger at him.

Savage A didn't know what his behavior and words meant, but from his contemptuous eyes, it could be seen that the prey was insulting himself!

As a warrior of the tribe, how could he be insulted like this!
Immediately he raised his spear and prepared to fight back.

"call out"

An arrow pierced through the void and landed at his feet.

This is a threat and a warning!
Mo Qing looked at the arrow and smiled.

It's finally here!