Life on a deserted island with a beautiful president

At this moment, Wang Dao roared crazily, and there was endless hatred in his eyes.

He is completely useless now, which is a great insult to a man like him.

When Zhao Hu was about to get up from the ground again, he found that the person in front of him rushed towards him fiercely with scissors.

Zhao Hu clearly felt the strong killing intent, his whole body trembled, and without thinking about anything else, he withdrew to the side, only to avoid the fatal blow.

Zhao Hu was not to be outdone at all. After avoiding this fatal blow, he immediately gripped his military shovel tightly and swung it upwards fiercely.

The two metal instruments began to clash together again, making a harsh sound.

Zhao Hu originally wanted to look at Wang Dao's head, but he blocked it.

The two of their weapons collided and rubbed sparks, and at this time it seemed that everything around them didn't matter.

Zhao Hu looked up and found that Wang Dao was still staring at him with that vicious gaze. If his gaze was a knife, he would have already cut Zhao Hu into pieces.

But Zhao Hu also stared back with the same gaze, because he felt that this beast staying here was also a disaster, and it was not worth letting him live at all.

At this moment, a cold light drifted by.

Instantly, blood splashed.

It turned out that the knife directly sent a dangerous signal under the flickering sunlight. Zhao Hu was caught off guard by the knife, and it was cut on his arm. He found that his arm was cut with a long mouth.

For a moment he felt his arm was bleeding all the time.

And Wang Dao over there was also hurt, because Zhao Hu gave him a shovel heavily on his chest.

Zhao Hu had clearly heard a click, it should be that Wang Dao's ribs were broken.

Wang Dao seemed to be under a huge attack. He stepped back a few steps, directly clutching his chest, and began to yell in pain.

"You bastard, I must kill you, I want revenge, I must kill you."

This guy roared crazily, probably turning the pain into strength, and the pain he suffered seemed to stimulate all his potential and viciousness.

He desperately waved the long knife in his hand, ready to attack Zhao Hu's side.

With a whoosh sound, Zhao Hu felt the top of his head was extremely cold, so he took a sickle and flew directly over his head, even a few strands of his hair were chopped off, and the knife was as fast as lightning, flying in the air spinning around.

Zhao Hu was startled, he felt that he was almost killed by this guy just now.

Zhao Hu really underestimated him. Although the little donkey looked weak, he was lean and thin, exuding a sinister and cunning feeling all over his body.

Zhao Hu felt that he really underestimated him, he was far more fierce than Li Xin.

But no matter how tenacious and fierce it was, after he had gone mad for a while, Zhao Hu had already clearly felt that the other party had no strength, and he began to tremble a little when holding the knife.

Zhao Hu secretly rejoiced, it turned out that this was the side effect of those blue venoms, this guy was about to fail, and she was completely at the end of her strength.

However, Zhao Hu still has a lot of physical strength now, and his physical fitness is also very good, in the peak state, because he feels that his physical strength and energy seem to be inexhaustible.

The bodies of the two of them are in stark contrast. One man works hard day and night, while the other man recharges his batteries and has enough rest time every night. Therefore, at this time, there is a clear difference in the physical fitness of the two of them. up.

Because Wang Dao has unrestrained physical needs, his body has already been hollowed out, leaving a pair of skins outside.

And the most surprising thing is that his strength has been exhausted, and he can't keep up with the speed and rhythm of his attack.

Even if he had the best and most powerful weapon in his hand, it couldn't make up for her physical defects at all. All the strength in his body had been exhausted.

Some things are always reversed, and he will pay the corresponding price after being crazy. Zhao Hu thinks Wang Dao must be very regretful now.

The man in front of him will definitely die, but it's just a matter of time.

The two of them have been fighting to the death all the time, and it is obvious that the people next to them have already seen that Wang Dao is at a disadvantage.

At this moment, Wang Dao was unable to parry Zhao Hu's moves at all. Every time he made a move, he was defensive, and he didn't continue to attack at all. Sometimes he almost lost his life.

A cold light against the metal and the sun cut through the air directly, and directly chopped down.

But this was Zhao Hu who chopped down with his military shovel.

After that, sparks flew, and Efficiency's knife directly blocked her face, only to hear a bang, and the whole person flew out without any strength.

Zhao Hu caught up with him immediately, without giving Wang Dao any time to rest. When he was in a hurry to block, Zhao Hu raised his right foot and kicked the opponent hard in the stomach.

Wang Dao was kicked in the stomach, and he fell to the ground clutching his stomach, in great pain and embarrassment.

"I advise you to accept your fate quickly and stop doing unnecessary struggles. Judging from this form, you can't beat me at all, so you should hurry to hell."

Zhao Hu's voice was cold, and then he picked up his military shovel again and walked towards Wang Dao.

On the other side, Ming Ningning brought Li Ningke and Chaoyan and they had already walked over from the camp with sharp wooden sticks.

Zhao Hu took a look and did not stop them from coming, because there was not much danger here.

"If I'm not in a good state today, it's not your turn to be a bastard here and talk big to me, and I won't accept my fate at all. My own fate is in my own hands."

Wang Dao struggled to stand up, and his face was very ferocious, so he continued to curse.

This vicious murderer still had that kind of hatred in his eyes before he died, and there was a ferocious smile on his face that was about to rot.

Originally, he would have a strand of hair on his forehead, but he didn't know when the venom had stuck to it. As a result, his hair had been corroded by the venom, just like a poisonous snake whose tongue was cut off, and the mouth was still spitting out the venom. Kind of nasty.

Zhao Hu felt that what he said was really funny.