The days of surviving on a deserted island with the young lady

Chapter 67

"Hehe, kid, don't make these poor excuses, the injury just now is nothing serious to me, you can rest assured."

"Qin Xiaonian, if you're afraid, just say it. I'm not an unreasonable person. What I said before is still valid. As long as you lick up my piss, I will let you live."

"30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, you never thought you would have this day, did you?" Chang Xinfeng swaggered.

"Come on, kid!" Li Dacheng slowly circled his left foot on the ground, with one hand behind his back and the other outstretched, in a posture of Tai Chi defense.

"Then I'm really here? Are you ready?"

"Let the horses come here, boy."

"Are you really ready?"

"I'm ready, old man, don't worry about it!" Li Dacheng shouted angrily.

"Okay!" Qin Xiaonian smiled, and left an afterimage when he stepped on the soles of his feet, and he appeared in front of Li Dacheng in the next second.

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap.

Li Dacheng only felt a gust of wind pass by him, and Qin Xiaonian appeared in front of him, and then the slap grew bigger and bigger in his pupils until it hit his face.

"puff!"

Li Dacheng was slapped by Qin Xiaonian and fell to the ground. A mouthful of blood mixed with several teeth spurted out from his mouth.

He still couldn't figure out why he had no power to resist in front of He Tao and Qin Xiaonian.

Chang Xinfeng was still flustered one second, but the next second he watched helplessly as Li Dacheng was slapped away.

He was dumbfounded all of a sudden, he never thought that things would turn out like this, Li Dacheng was completely Qin Xiaonian's and even He Tao's opponent.

Why did these two guys suddenly become so powerful? Is this still human?

With Qin Xiaonian's slap, half of Li Dacheng's face swelled into a pig's head, and his eyes became slits.

"Ahh! My teeth!" Li Dacheng covered his face with a look of panic, and lay tremblingly on the ground looking for his teeth that were blown away.

"Tsk tsk, I'm sorry I hit too hard just now, so I confiscated it. The master is offended."

The corner of Qin Xiaonian's mouth curled up into a wicked smile and said.

"You!" Hearing this, Li Dacheng stared at him with an angry face, wishing to tear Qin Xiaonian's mouth apart.

"Hehe, Master Li, do you want me to kneel now?" Qin Xiaonian suddenly put away his hippie smile and asked sternly.

He walked towards the two of them slowly, and said coldly as he walked, "Do you still want me to kneel down and lick the urine now?"

Hearing Qin Xiaonian's chilling words, Chang Xinfeng's deep-seated fear of Qin Xiaonian was suddenly aroused again, and he remembered the fear of being dominated by Qin Xiaonian in those days.

Qin Xiaonian had already slowly walked up to Chang Xinfeng, staring at him coldly. He was a head taller than Chang Xinfeng, exuding invisible pressure like an iron tower.

Chang Xinfeng's whole body trembled, his legs softened and he sat on the ground, constantly stepping back.

"Don't come here, don't come here!"

"Uncle Li, Uncle Li, save me!" Chang Xinfeng quickly turned around and crawled towards Li Dacheng.

Li Dacheng resisted the urge to slap this guy to death and shielded him behind his back, and said harshly, "What do you want to do, don't mess around!"

"Oh, what do I want to do? Actually, I quite agree with what you just said. Big fists are the last word."

Qin Xiaonian flicked his wrist.

"As a senior in martial arts, you don't have the demeanor of everyone, and you don't discriminate against your own people. Just for this, you are unworthy of virtue."

"Returning to the Martial Dao Grandmaster, that's all? He Tao's physical fitness is just a little too strong, and he can beat you to the ground without any kung fu. How can you call yourself a Martial Dao Grandmaster?"

Qin Xiaonian's words pierced Li Dacheng's heart fiercely like a sword.

"Boy, you're farting! What you're talking about is bullshit!" Li Dacheng got up with blood on his face and threw himself at Qin Xiaonian.

With a sneer, Qin Xiaonian raised his hand and slapped him hard on the unswollen side of his face.

"Crack!" Li Dacheng was sent flying to the ground again.

"Out of control."

Li Dacheng was so beaten that he couldn't get up and lay on the ground weakly, his face buried deep in the soil, wishing he could get into the ground with his whole body. When did he, who is usually high above him, receive such treatment?
He had been held up in the sky for too long and now he was torn down by Qin Xiaonian, the gap was unacceptable to him.

"It's all caused by this damn guy, I want you to die! I want you to die!" The resentment welling up in Li Dacheng's heart suddenly made his thoughts go crazy.

"Qin Xiaonian, don't bully others too much!" Chang Xinfeng shouted sternly.

"I also give this sentence to you, just to settle our previous accounts. At the beginning, I thought you were dead so I let you go so simply. I didn't expect that God also has eyes to keep you alive."

With a sneer on his face, Qin Xiaonian lifted Chang Xinfeng up and prepared to teach him a lesson.

"Back then you dared to sow dissension. If it wasn't for Lao Tzu's fate, I would have been in your way!" Qin Xiaonian punched Chang Xinfeng hard in the stomach the more he thought about it.

"Ouch!" This punch directly poured out his bile, and then Qin Xiaonian beat him up severely, letting out a bad breath.

"Good job!"

Wang Zhepei, who was watching the show from the sidelines, almost couldn't help applauding. These days, Chang Xinfeng relied on Li Dacheng's backing to domineering over him.

Now that he could finally see the two of them deflated, how could he not be very excited.

……

cabin.

At this moment, the battle in the cabin has entered a fierce stage.

The handcuffs holding Mr. Bo have been specially trained. With such a tyrannical strength, he can't break free. He can only fight Mo Fan with heavy weights.

Mo Fan was slashing wildly with a strangely shaped saber in his hand.

"Roar!"

His eyes were scarlet, he jumped up high with a big knife in his hand, bent his whole body into a circular arc, and slashed at Mr. Bo fiercely with endless murderous aura.

Ping!
Mr. Bo crossed his hands and used the handcuffs to block it. Although he vented most of his strength, he was still numb from the shock, and Mo Fan also bounced out with the force of the counter-shock.

Mr. Bo's eyes were cold, and he slapped his palms fiercely in the direction of Mo Fan.

boom!
The huge auras collided with each other, forming a vacuum blade that slammed towards Mo Fan.

Mo Fan had just landed on the ground, at a time when his new strength was not born and his old strength was not gone, so he could only hold the knife in front of him.

"Boom!"

A huge air current swept over his whole body.

His clothes were torn instantly under the impact, revealing his extremely muscular upper body.

The airflow continued to sweep over Mo Fan's body, and wounds as thin as onion's wings began to appear on his body.

"Hehe, come again!" Mr. Bo took a steady stride, and clapped his palms together again.

Mo Fan's whole body was blasted several meters away, leaving a long friction mark on the ground.

There were more and more blood holes on his body, and these air currents made his internal organs churn.

"Ahhh! Break it!" The severe pain made Mo Fan's killing intent even worse, and the inorganic killing intent once again condensed into substance, and a huge murderous figure looming in the air appeared.

"Swipe!" The endless killing intent spun into a vortex to dissipate the impact, and Mo Fan clenched the handle of the knife with both hands and slashed out fiercely.

This knife mixed all his killing intent!
The killing intent was wrapped in a big knife and slashed towards Mr. Bo fiercely.

"Good job!" Mr. Bo went forward instead of retreating.

"Ping!"

The iron chain collided with the big knife again and sparked!

A shock wave sweeping all directions swayed!
Mo Fan flew from behind and kicked hard on the handle of the knife, adding strength to it.

"Ping!"

"Ah! Finally opened!" Mr. Bo was overjoyed, and Mo Fan's pupils shrank.

His saber split Mr. Bo's handcuffs?
Wouldn't Mr. Bo without the restraint of handcuffs be...

A huge pressure of intake came slowly.

(End of this chapter)