Deserted Island: The Survival Journey of a Beautiful President

After realizing that the woman was not interested in him, Mo Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

But also slightly disappointed.

His beauty and figure are actually no match for a piece of clothing, he is really a bunch of blind savages.

After a group of people finished looking at Mo Qing's clothes, they turned their attention to Han Ling.

Both of them will be put into the pot to cook later, so it is naturally impossible to let them enter the pot with their clothes on.

Mo Qing could stand naked in front of these savages, he didn't care.

But he was absolutely unwilling to put Han Ling in his situation.

Even if these savages are not out of lust.

Mo Qing yelled at the savages who wanted to take off Han Ling's clothes.

His yelling and cursing shocked the rest of the savages.

It was the first time I heard this strange language.

People talking to each other with smiles on their faces.

As in a zoo, visitors look at the roaring beasts in the garden.

They know that the beast is in a cage and can't hurt anyone, so people can laugh at it without restraint.

The non-threatening roar, in the eyes of outsiders, is a joke.

A hand was already reaching for Han Ling's shirt, and the owner of the hand looked at the struggling woman in front of him with eyes full of desire.

The clothes were gradually lifted off.

Fair skin is exposed.

Han Ling cried, it would be an absolute disgrace for any woman to be stripped of her clothes in public.

But no one cares.

Mo Qing's eyes were about to burst.

The ending seems to be doomed, and everything is irreversible.

Unless the hunk from heaven!

"call out"

A feathered arrow flew out, and a savage guarding Mo Qing was hit by the arrow and fell to the ground.

What happened at this moment immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The women screamed, the grown men looked for weapons, and those with weapons looked around.

The first feather arrow was just the beginning, and then, countless arrows flew out from the woods in all directions.

Savage A, who was resting in the room, heard the movement outside, and immediately walked out.

Seeing the panicked crowd, he immediately went into the house and took out his spear and wooden shield.

At the same time, he roared and commanded the men in the tribe.

The sudden arrow broke the original situation.

The savage who was about to take off Han Ling's clothes had already run away.

Mo Qing had a strange expression. It was not a happy situation, but he felt that it was a coincidence that outsiders invaded the tribe at such a critical juncture.

However, no matter who came, it was a good thing for Mo Qing. The more chaotic, the more hopeful they would be to escape.

In order to facilitate undressing, the vines tied to Han Ling's body were untied.

Now, the guards guarding the two men and others are busy dealing with the intruders, and only one wild man is retying the vines to Han Ling.

to prevent captives from escaping.

This wild man is very strong, but Han Ling is not a weak woman.

She raised her leg and kicked an important part of the wildling guard.

This kick was a solid kick, and the chicken flew into the air immediately.

The savage guards covered important parts with a hideous face.

Even a savage can't stand such pain.

Han Ling succeeded in one blow, and another elbow hit the head of the Zhongye guard.

The opponent fell to the ground and couldn't afford it.

Han Ling walked quickly to Mo Qing's side and untied the vines on his body.

At the same time, there were no arrows flying out around, and then, a whistle sounded in the woods.

The sound echoed.

No one in the tribe had heard this weird sound, except for Savage A.

He had heard this sound when he was on an expedition to a desert island.

At that time, his enemy was Mo Qing and his party.

At this moment, Mo Qing was also shocked. The whistle is a modern product, and it cannot be produced with the current technology of the savages.

The most important thing is that Mo Qing once had a whistle, which was turned over from the lifeboat when he first entered the desert island.

At the same time as the whistle sounded, there was a sound of footsteps in the woods.

Dozens of armed men rushed out.

Their attire is almost the same as that of the wildlings in the tribe.

The only difference is the makeup on their faces.

Mo Qing's attention stayed on the group of savages who suddenly appeared.

There is no doubt that this is another group of savages.

Han Ling was standing behind Mo Qing, untying the vines for him.

All her attention was on the knot.

The knot was firmly tied, and it took her a lot of effort to loosen it a little.

However, she didn't notice that there was a person approaching quietly behind her.

It was the wildling guard who was defeated just now.

Mo Qing came back to his senses and caught a glimpse of the wildling guard, he shouted: "Be careful!"

Han Ling realized something was wrong, but it was too late.

The wildling guard raised his spear and stabbed her in the back.

"Pfft"

Blood splashed and fell to the ground like a bewitching flower.

Han Ling didn't feel the pain as she imagined. She turned around and saw that the wildling guard had fallen to the ground.

A spear is pierced on its back.

"Hey, Lao Mo, I'm here in time."

Zhang Yiming pulled out his spear and looked at the naked Mo Qing with a smile.

"Tsk tsk, your figure is pretty good, but not as big as mine"

Mo Qing's face immediately collapsed, and his face became long, "Young man, what you say is useless, let's compare it!"

You can say that a man has no money or power, but he doesn't have to care, because he believes that one day he will fight for his own piece of heaven.

But if you say that he is not good or not as good as you, then the desire to win will arise.

It doesn't matter what the bet is, the important thing is to fight for it.

"Yiming, take off your pants and show me!" Mo Qing made a gesture of taking off his glasses.

Zhang Yiming shouted: "Brother Mo, don't!"

Han Ling stared at the two men speechlessly, they were still playing at any time!

She each gave a chestnut, "You two are talking about cross talk, don't look at what's going on now"

The two of them took a bite and immediately became serious.

"Ahem, you two find a safe place to hide first, I'll come back after a fight"

After speaking, Zhang Yiming rushed towards the crowd with a spear in hand.

Mo Qing found his own clothes, he asked Han Ling to find a place to hide first, and he was going to help Zhang Yiming.

It's not his style to let his brother take risks alone.

Besides, he still has revenge against these savages.

Knowing the current situation, Han Ling knew that it was useless for her to stay, so he turned and walked towards the woods.

Mo Qing picked up a spear from the ground and rushed to Zhang Yiming's side.

Seeing that he didn't leave, Zhang Yiming was not surprised, the two just looked at each other, everything was kept silent.

Fighting in groups is one of the sports they are best at.

Once dominated the streets around the campus, there are still legends about the two of them.

The spear thrust out, followed by a punch, and a side kick.

The two cooperated tacitly, and any enemy who approached lay directly on the ground within a few seconds.

Mo Qingshu was still alive, and turned his eyes to the wild man A in the crowd.

The latter also saw him.

Just because I took one more look at you in the crowd, I decided to kill you!