Days Of Surviving On A Deserted Island With Supermodels

Chapter 107 It's Late

"Dangdangdang!"

The sound of several metal collisions rang out.

It was Zhang Long who picked those weapons apart with the knife in his hand, as if he was fanning mosquitoes.

Immediately afterwards, the back of the knife faced the enemy, without any fancy movements, just the simplest slashing.

One after another fell down.

Seeing Zhang Long getting closer and closer to him, He Ming couldn't sit still.

John wanted to stand up, but was stared at by Zhang Long, his feet were as if filled with lead, and he couldn't move at all. He reflexively recalled the things that happened when he challenged him before, which is simply fresh in his memory.

He Ming couldn't help swallowing.

"You...what do you want to do?"

Zhang Long had no expression on his face.

"I want to kill you."

The 5 words came out of his mouth lightly, but they pressed down on He Ming like a mountain. His pupils were constricted to the extreme, and his heart was beating violently. At this moment, it seemed that only the two of them were left in the world. .

He saw the knife raised high.

"what!"

He Ming turned around and was about to run, but before he could open his legs and shoulders, a pair of big hands pressed his shoulders.

Immediately after that, when he realized what had happened, he felt pain all over his body, he couldn't speak at all, and he felt that his internal organs had shifted positions.

Then there was a sweetness in the throat.

A mouthful of blood spurted out without warning.

When he regained consciousness, he realized that he was no longer in the position where he was standing.

The long trace on the ground was shocking to see him, and then he remembered that his face was burning with fire, and the screams echoed throughout the camp, making people shudder.

"It hurts?"

The next second, Zhang Long directly reached out and squeezed his head, lifting him up.

That painful roar is hardly a human being able to make...

No one dared to intercede.

The nosebleed was like an open faucet all of a sudden, his eyes protruded, all the blood vessels on his face burst, and He Ming's head was blank, with only one word left: "Pain!"

This kind of heart-piercing pain made him feel like his head was about to burst!

Zhang Long seems to have changed a person, his eyes are full of jokes, the thrill of revenge makes him like a killing machine without any emotion.

I hate betrayal the most in my life, being betrayed by the person I trust the most! Unforgivable!

The involuntary force of the hand...

"Zhang Long!"

The moment Bai Wenwen's voice entered his ears, Zhang Long was stunned.

Only then did he realize that He Ming's face was covered in blood, his eyes were bulging out, and he was struggling weakly.

Cold sweat broke out from his back, and he withdrew his hand like a needle stick.

He Ming fell to the ground like a stone, coughing helplessly.

Zhang Long looked at him, and his heart skipped a beat.

What happened to me just now?

It seems that because there is no legal constraint, beating people does not need to bear any responsibility. This method has become the only way to solve the problem in this wilderness.

How is this different from a barbarian?

With hindsight, the anger in Zhang Long's eyes gradually disappeared.

He Ming slowed down a little.

"Cough cough... beg... please don't kill me! I'm useful to you!"

Oh?

There appears to be an unexpected gain.

Zhang Long squatted down.

"Tell me."

Three words made He Ming see the hope of life.

He rolled and crawled over and hugged Zhang Long's feet.

The lofty aura and contempt for everyone except him disintegrated at this moment.

"They... ahem, they're also trying to build boats. Wooden boats won't be affected. They have many people and are professionals, so it won't take long. As long as you are willing to give them food, they will Take us with you."

He Ming gritted his teeth and coughed wildly after saying this.

It didn't stop until he coughed up a cloud of blood.

Suddenly he laughed for no reason.

"I've been fighting with you for so long, but I didn't expect to lose."

Zhang Long frowned.

What He Ming said was somewhat contradictory. In addition, if the rescuers had not been on the deserted island for a long time, such a thing could indeed be believed.

But in this wilderness in front of us, being alive is the only rule of the game, and it is difficult to guarantee whether the rescuers are still awake.

If the situation is good, then this is indeed a good thing, otherwise, it will bring devastating disaster, and death may become a luxury.

If he is alone, he can give it a try, after all, it is only a 50% probability, but now that he has to bet 50% of so many people, he has to think carefully.

What's more, He Ming is not a fool. Before launching the attack, he must have moved almost everything in the granary.

Zhang Long thought so, and stood up.

"Okay, I get it, He Ming, I'll tell you one last time, you respect me three points, I respect you one foot, if you offend me one point, even if you become a pile of ashes, you won't be able to live in peace!"

He Ming's pupils shrank to the extreme, the hairs on his back stood up, and nodded frantically.

He has no doubts about Zhang Long.

Because this guy always does what he says...

"It's your turn."

Zhang Long's eyes were on John.

Rao is a stern man. At this moment, he was so frightened that he burst into tears. He walked around helplessly, holding his head in his hands, and speaking a string of mother tongues in his mouth. His appearance was pitiful.

But no one sympathized with him.

As Zhang Long approached him step by step, his heart was beating like a drum, and in the end he couldn't take it anymore and fell to his knees with a plop.

"Zhang, I was wrong, sorry, I... I'm also useful to you."

Having said that, he directly kowtowed to him.

"Really, I promise you in the future you will say one and I won't dare to say two, really, I will never do this again, I swear, please, please let me go."

Zhang Long stepped on his red hair, and the knife in his hand cut off his hamstring mercilessly.

His hands subconsciously resisted, but before he could do anything substantive, he felt a chill on his shoulders.

Steaming blood splattered on the ground like a pair of wings.

An inhuman scream rang out.

This move scared several women, covering their eyes and crying.

Zhang Long wiped the blade on his clothes expressionlessly, and finally retracted the scabbard.

Holding his red hair, he said two words in his ear.

"late."

Then he dragged him outside the camp.

The screams were getting farther and farther away, but they gradually amplified in the hearts of everyone present.

At the same time of fear, an inexplicable sense of security struck.

Zhang Long may be too violent towards these things, but he can protect them every time and is a qualified leader.