Chapter 72 The Waterloo of Life
Some have hair like a propeller, some are bright red like the sun, lazy and domineering, some hold a three-clawed spear, some hold double swords, some have purple hair, the knife is several meters long, and some have a " X" scar, taciturn.

All in all, they're just a bunch of weird looking guys.

"Do you want to say something?" O'Connor's tall figure looked down at everyone, full of oppression, and said coldly.

"You..." Hai Boyuan turned around hastily as soon as he realized it.

"Forget it, it's needless to say."

O'Connor raised his big palm, waved it casually, and slapped Hai Boyuan's body, immediately like an eagle catching a chick, relaxed and freehand, and with the clapping of his palm, Hai Boyuan's whole body was moved sideways, which was extremely shocking Yes, Hai Boyuan wasn't shot flying away, only Hai Boyuan's strong muscles were instantly blown apart like clay sculptures.

The flesh and blood exploded like water stains, and even a larger fragment could not be found.

"A villain of this level is such a waste of time." O'Connor shook his hands in disgust.

"To deal with guys of this level, your shots are more than enough. For those of my level, it would be too wasteful to take shots." A little thumb, expressing his disdain.

The two of them are more arrogant than the other.

Everyone was speechless for a while.

"Just kidding, it's too easy!"

Fiona's mouth was so big that a goose egg could be stuffed in it, and she looked at what had just happened in a dumbfounded way. To her, such a difficult opponent would not be able to handle even a single blow in O'Connor's hands. She had already overestimated as much as possible. O'Connor's strength has improved, but the result is still far beyond her imagination, and the gap is too big.

O'Connor took a few steps forward, and saw the silver-haired Fidelis.

He stretched out his foot and pushed a few times.

"It seems that this old man is the person that guy said, how about it, are you interested in saving it?"

Xin Zhao's serious face showed melancholy, and he said: "A person who can make people think about him until he dies, no matter how evil he is, there should be a ray of light in his heart, maybe he can try to save him, of course, if he is an arrogant fool, In the worst case, save them and then kill them, it doesn’t make any difference.”

O'Connor nodded and said, "Buffalo, I'll leave it to you. Take the old man to a hospital on a nearby island for treatment. We'll gather there later."

"Ok."

Buffalo reluctantly picked up Fidelis on his back, his hair spun into a propeller and flew out.

in the field.

Fiona, who was the only one who was still awake, finally breathed a sigh of relief. The flames burning in her heart almost covered her entire chest, but after seeing the crisis was resolved, it gradually faded away. During the catastrophe of life and death, it was a person who grew up alone. The most wonderful moment when the crisis of chance and death intertwine, if Fiona can survive this hurdle, her strength will grow astonishingly.

Of course, failing to make it through is a dead end.

But in any case, it is lucky to survive, there is no need to care about this opportunity, as long as you are alive, you are afraid that you will not become stronger.

"Commander, Minister, you guys are really timely." Fiona smiled.

"Knowing that you can hold on, I didn't come here in a hurry. Sure enough, the situation is not bad. If I had known it earlier, I would have come here later."

O'Connor scanned around, and finally fixed his eyes on Smoker, who was seriously injured, and said, "This brother is really miserable, but I will accept this."

He picked up the Hailoushi handcuffs.

"It's not bad..." The corners of Fiona's mouth twitched, her heart was speechless, and she said, "Don't be silly, Commander, take them to treatment first, the injuries are so serious, let's just let something happen."

"I think it's all pretty good."

O'Connor beckoned.

Everyone picked up the seriously injured team members, Robin, Fiona and others, and started walking towards the ship.

As for Smoker and this group of marines, O'Connor moved them together casually, bandaged a few seriously injured and dying guys, and then let them go. After all, they are a group of idiots with tenacious vitality. dead.

a day later.

Two sailboats are sailing in the sea.

Robin, Sosk and others have all woken up. After learning that O'Connor's group came to rescue, most of them showed excited expressions on their faces.

Serve as leaders and senior executives of the organization.

Sosk and the others are full of confidence in the combat power of O'Connor, Xin Zhao and others. Although there is a little blind worship in it, cutting melons and vegetables should not be a problem. After all, in O'Connor's eyes, they are all a group of trash .

The most powerful one is a colored fish at most.

The only one with an abnormal mentality is Robin. She is used to various families, gangs, and pirate groups, and betrayed them one by one. From the first moment she woke up, she looked at O'Connor and others with colored glasses. Especially these odd-shaped guys deepened Robin's prejudice.

"Hey, that weird-looking guy is frightening the little girl." O'Connor stared angrily, and reprimanded Pai Daxing angrily.

Robin's death gaze focused on O'Connor.

"Stupid guys always like to push their own mistakes onto others. You should reflect on yourself. People who regard selfishness as courage live." Pai Daxing showed a serious expression and said philosophical words, with his hands in his pockets , Cool left.

Sensing that Robin's gaze was still there, O'Connor couldn't help feeling embarrassed, turned his target, and said to the innocent and stunned Drake, "What about you, selfish guy, why don't you go out and reflect, hurry up, five Tens of thousands of push-ups without one less will do, hum, I will be in charge of supervision!"

The weak Drake succumbed to the power and walked out dejectedly.

O'Connor followed Drake triumphantly, turning the embarrassing and painful scene into a new joy with extreme wit, but this joy was based on the pain of others.

Death stare from O'Connor.

Drake was so frightened that his spine felt chills, and he lowered his head deeply and didn't even dare to lift it.

Finding a cleaner place on the deck, Drake started to do [-] push-ups inexplicably. Although he couldn't figure it out, he took it as a daily training. The shirt reveals a piece of sharp-edged muscles, relying on his physique dozens of times more than ordinary people,

Doing [-] push-ups is a trivial matter.

Soon, Drake was immersed in the pleasure of exercising. Ordinary people can't do this. The main reason is the military professional exercise method formulated by Xin Zhao, which can maximize the efficiency of exercise , The speed of progress is visible to the naked eye, and this will give people the pleasure of exercising.

And this time.

O'Connor, who agreed to supervise Drake, slumped on the lounge chair, feeling sorry for himself.

"Oh, I didn't perform well in front of the beauties, and I'm still the goddess of my dreams. That shameful figure is a shame. I definitely have an I, and maybe I have a J too. Well, be conservative, and have that pretty curve, measurements It's too explosive, damn it, I thought I had a chance to get out of the order, now I'm definitely hated, hated..."

(End of this chapter)

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