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

Chapter 72 The Butcher
Mr. Bo's face was still as calm as before and he said indifferently: "It's all thanks to you that I have become like this now."

It turned out that the butcher was the one who was in charge of interrogating Mr. Bo. Later, he received other tasks and left, and Mr. Bo blackened, fled and destroyed the interrogation room.

Mo Fan was stunned when he saw the butcher.

"You...how did you come here?"

"What a waste, drinking blood in your hands is really reckless."

The butcher glanced at Mo Fan coldly and said.

"Tsk tsk, it seems that my guess is not wrong, he is really your son."

Mr. Bo said lightly.

"Huh?" Rose stared blankly, shocked in her heart, what happened, Mo Fan turned out to be the butcher's son?Then I can't hide my own affairs now.

I betrayed the organization department and said that I offended the butcher!
Thinking of the cruel methods of the butcher, Rose couldn't help but feel chills down her spine, and she really played too big now!

Rose's heart was full of panic.

"I don't have such a useless son. If he hadn't been approved for drinking blood, I would have slapped him to death."

The butcher said without emotion, it seems that Mo Fan is just a dispensable toy.

Hearing this, Mo Fan's eyes darkened, and he couldn't help but clenched his fists tightly.

His background is not glamorous, he is just the product of the butcher's drunken and out-of-control relationship with one of the organization's maids.

So for so many years, the butcher didn't want to see him at all. Even though his talent was outstanding, even though he tried his best to get his approval, the butcher turned a cold eye.

In fact, everything about Mo Fan was done by himself bit by bit, and no one in the organization knew that he was the butcher's son.

"You guys take this trash up, don't let him get in the way here." The butcher coldly ordered to the man in black outside.

The men in black outside looked at each other, not daring to resist, came in and took the dying Mo Fan out, while the 'drinking blood' was left behind by the butcher.

"Hehe, interesting, you are still as unfeeling as ever, and you don't even want your own son?" Mr. Bo said playfully.

"If I were like you, wouldn't I be able to be controlled by others?" Butcher Hao taunted back mercilessly.

Hearing about his son, Mr. Bo's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Where is my son?"

"Oh, don't worry, your son is living a very good life, and he is a very important tool for us now."

"After all, your blood is flowing on his body. It is a great treasure waiting to be excavated. Over the years, we have obtained a lot of data from him!"

The butcher smiled triumphantly.

Mr. Bo fell silent, his eyes were so cold that water dripped out. His son has always been the back of his heart, and he has been looking for him for so many years.

Hearing that his son was being studied like a guinea pig, Mr. Bo felt like a knife was twisting in his heart.

"You are courting death!"

With a cold drink, Mr. Bo slapped the butcher hard.

The butcher smiled coldly, and greeted him with his fist without showing any weakness.

When fists and palms meet, the two are evenly matched.

The butcher jabbed the spear with his other hand, and Mr. Bo dodged to the side.

The butcher grinned, swiped his spear hard and swept towards Mr. Bo's waist.

Mr. Bo grabbed the handle of the gun with both palms, and then kicked his feet hard on it, and the whole person was ejected, distanced from the butcher.

The butcher could not forgive others, so he swung his big hand in an instant, using the spear as a big knife, and slashed at Mr. Bo fiercely.

Mr. Bo grabbed the previous iron chain and pulled it off violently.

In the past, he could not break free because he was bound by it and his strength was suppressed. Now that he lacks a handy weapon, this carefully crafted iron chain just comes in handy.

"Ping!"

Mr. Bo swung the iron chain to block the spear.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The iron chain was swung wildly by Mr. Bo, forming an impenetrable wall of wind, attacking the butcher.

The long spear in the butcher's hand sticks out, his wrist shakes vigorously and nimbly, and the tip of the spear waving a spear flower, blocking all the flying iron chains.

"Ping ping pong pong!"

The iron chain and the tip of the spear clashed dozens of times in just a short moment, and the ferocious strength sparked sparks!

Both of them were filled with a huge aura, facing each other, neither of them gained the upper hand for a while.

The more the butcher fought, the more addicted he became, and the killing aura on his body became more and more serious, and it seemed to be filled with the pungent smell of blood.

On the other hand, Mr. Bo has a stern face, calmly resisting with a calm posture that remains unchanged and adapts to all changes!

Now the battle between the two is much more fierce than the battle between Mr. Bo and Mo Fan just now, and Mr. Bo's expression is also rare and serious.

……

On the island.

Qin Xiaonian and the others also started to search for the supplies left by the man in black in the tent.

I have to say that the supplies left by this group of men in black are really rich. The food that Qin Xiaonian and the others eat now is all the crocodiles they killed before.

Although the crocodile meat is tender and delicious, it can't resist eating every day. Several people have long wanted to change to a new taste.

"Ah, there's canned meat here, including beef, mutton, and pork!" Mu Keke exclaimed in surprise.

Qin Xiaonian and Qin Xiaonian came together with surprise on their faces when they heard that, which is really great.

After hearing the news, Chang Xinfeng and the others who woke up at the side also showed longing expressions.

The few of them were also starving during this period of time. They ate without the last meal, and they often ate wild vegetables, and they hadn't touched meat for a long time.

"There are a lot of canned food here, enough for us to eat for half a month." Mu Keke's face was full of joy.

"Hey, I forgot what pork feels like, I have to have a good meal tonight." He Tao said with a smile.

"Uncle Li, look, what should we do now?" Chang Xinfeng asked unwillingly seeing Qin Xiaonian's expression that they didn't consider himself at all.

Xiaorou and the others couldn't help swallowing their saliva, hoping that Li Dacheng could come up with a solution.

Li Dacheng also showed resentment in his eyes, staring at several people fiercely and said: "We came to this camp first, and everything in it belongs to us, and they can't take anything away!"

"Go! We're going to get back what belongs to us!"

Li Dacheng stood up and walked towards Qin Xiaonian and the others. Chang Xinfeng also got up and limped to keep up, and Xiaorou also stepped forward to help.

"Hey, boy, put down the can in your hand! It belongs to us, and I won't allow you to move it."

Li Dacheng shouted angrily.

(End of this chapter)