The days of survival on a deserted island with the beautiful president

Chapter 230 The Vicious Little Kid
Old Mo, who was originally full of apprehension, looked at the indifferent boy in front of him, and suddenly felt a sense of superiority in his heart.

After all, no matter how miserable he is, he is still a person of status, and at his own age, he can be the uncle of this brat.

No matter how you say it, Lao Mo thought in his heart that he has been wronged so much.

While being disgusted by Lin Tian and his group, and being chased and killed by Yao Siming, no matter how you say it, you can't be bullied by a little boy again!
In the shimmering grass, Lao Mo stared coldly at the boy in front of him, and opened his blue-green mouth.

"You little brat, don't you want to live? Didn't you see someone here? Did you step on me on purpose?"

When he said this, Lao Mo was very stubborn, and the resentment he was full of finally had a place to vent.

Thinking of this, Lao Mo raised his head again, and glanced at the boy who was still standing in front of him with a look of disgust.

Young Master Qu looked at such an arrogant old Mo, and when he heard his voice, he was immediately sure.

The proud cripple in front of him was the old man on the walkie-talkie who kept saying that he knew everything.

Is this the person?
Young Master Qu couldn't help being suspicious. After all, this old man doesn't seem to be very smart, and he looks like a "mentally retarded".

Master Qu would not doubt any normal person, but no matter how he looked at this crippled old man, he felt that he was abnormal.

When Young Master Qu looked at Lao Mo suspiciously, he realized that there was no walkie-talkie around this man.

So... he most likely isn't?

Now that the matter has come to this point, Young Master Qu is also devastated.

As for Lao Mo, who was lying on the ground, the little boy did not speak.

He thought that he had frightened the other party, and suddenly he looked smug again, and kept looking at the boy.

"Why, I think your clothes are not bad. Leave them to me, and I will spare your life."

Facing the ordinary little boy in front of him, Lao Mo did not back down at all.

Even if he wanted to break the sky, he would not think of going with the little boy in front of him with the bald men.

After all, this little boy looked very thin, let alone hitting someone, Lao Mo was afraid that he would scare him to tears.

If the main reason is to cry out of fear, it is likely to attract Yao Siming.

But when Old Mo saw the little boy's clothes, he took a look at his own clothes, and immediately became selfish.

Old Mo knew that he might have to stay here for a long time, because the temperature difference between day and night was too great, so Old Mo could only talk to the little boy with a serious face.

Thinking of threatening a little boy with such a scary tone, he can still succeed.

Hearing Lao Mo's shameless words, Master Qu shook his head helplessly.

Since he was born, no one has dared to talk to himself like this.

Young Master Qu, who was burning with anger, stared at Old Mo on the ground, and immediately squatted beside him.

Young Master Qu, whose face was full of black lines, stared at Lao Mo's reckless face, and opened his mouth without hesitation.

"You don't need to talk, just nod and shake your head from now on."

"Little boy, are you fucking talking to me!"

Seeing Master Qu's indifferent face, Old Mo was not timid either.

How can I be intimidated by a kid at such an old age?
Facing Young Master Qu, Lao Mo sneered indifferently, expressing his contempt for him.

After seeing Lao Mo's attitude, Young Master Qu touched the dagger behind him without changing his face, but he felt murderous in his heart.

After seeing Young Master Qu's actions, Lao Mo didn't think about anything else at all. He was just a little boy, and he was as scary as Yao Siming!

"Why, take it off quickly if you are told to, don't be fucking shameless..."

Before Lao Mo could finish speaking, an extremely quick movement appeared in front of him.

"you……"

Young Master Qu's movements were particularly nimble. Before Lao Mo could react, he just felt a little cool on his neck.

When Lao Mo saw the indifferent little boy in front of him, his heart tightened.

"Don't get excited, my... I..."

When Lao Mo glanced at his neck slightly, his eyes immediately went dark, and he was so frightened that he trembled all over, he couldn't even speak.

How could Lao Mo think that such a small child was holding a sharp dagger tightly around his neck.

Not to mention moving, the old Mo didn't even dare to breathe now, he was afraid that the little boy would accidentally wipe his own neck.

Seeing Old Mo who was trembling with fright in front of him, Young Master Qu's face suddenly revealed a trace of disdain.

Originally, Young Master Qu thought that since this old man dared to speak like that, there must be something extraordinary about him.

But he didn't expect that this old man was simply a waste, not only disabled but also a waste.

What's the use of keeping such a person? Thinking of this, Young Master Qu couldn't help but put the dagger in his hand close to Old Mo's neck again.

Immediately, Lao Mo also felt a pain from his neck.

"Then... big brother, spare your life, no, no... I have something good for you, as long as you can spare my life."

In this situation, Lao Mo's eyes were full of tears.

He doesn't want to die, he really doesn't want to die, even though it's hard to live, he still wants to live forever.

After all, he was stranded on this deserted island without enjoying many things.

No matter what suffering he suffered, he wanted to wait until he escaped from the desert island and spend his old age peacefully, so he couldn't die.

When Lao Mo faced Young Master Qu's fierceness, he immediately softened, begging this teenage boy desperately.

good stuff?
Where does Lao Mo have any good things, he has nothing on him except the walkie-talkie he stole from Yao Siming.

Although the walkie-talkie is very important to Lao Mo, at this time, he has no other way to go.

He could only hope that the little boy with the dagger would let him go for the sake of the walkie-talkie.

After listening to Old Mo's words, Young Master Qu also became curious.

No matter how he listened, he felt that the old man was the voice on the walkie-talkie.

"What, take it out!"

"Ah! Ah... under my waist, it is definitely a good thing for you to rest assured!"

At this time, Lao Mo's face was full of horror, he could already feel that his neck was bleeding.

In order to survive, Lao Mo did not hesitate to hand over his only hope to the little boy.

But Young Master Qu didn't hesitate at all, the hand holding the dagger was still touching Lao Mo's neck, while the other hand cautiously grabbed Lao Mo's waist.

When Young Master Qu touched something under Lao Mo's waist, he immediately froze for a moment.

intercom?
Just by touching it, Master Qu can be quite sure.

After all, this is his thing, how could he not recognize it.

Afterwards, when he took the walkie-talkie in his hand, Young Master Qu glanced at the old man in front of him with a serious expression on his face.

"Who killed the bald head!"

In the cool wind, Master Qu's words seemed to be a life-saving straw, pulling Lao Mo back from the edge of the cliff.

(End of this chapter)