Quick Wear: The Sickly Boss Is Addicted to Spoiling Me

Shen Xi spread out his sleeping bag in the tent.

It's evening now.

He went to learn about the terrain of the isolated island in the afternoon and now he is a little bored.

You can only start a conversation with Wangcai.

"How long will it take for Lin Cong to arrive?"

Lin Cong is the male protagonist of this plane, the leader of the A business empire. He is cold and sinister. Killing someone is as easy as crushing an ant. He acts in a low-key manner, but has a high-profile reputation. Such a person must have many enemies.

So bodyguards are also indispensable.

Wangcai waved his hand, signaling him to calm down.

"There's still more than a month left."

Shen Xi sighed: "It's still so long."

When he was about to fall asleep, he heard a series of sparse voices coming from outside the cave, as if someone was talking.

Shen Xi didn't want to pay attention to them, but when he heard the voices of those people getting closer, he couldn't help but become alert.

His hand tightly grasped the small silver sword.

Suddenly, a group of burly drunks walked straight towards Shen Xi's tent.

Shen Xi was slightly stunned at first.

Then I asked Wangcai in my heart: "Why is there wine here?"

Wangcai also gave an appropriate response: "You set a precedent of exchanging food for clothes, so naturally there are some arrogant people who want to exchange food for other things."

Shen Xi sneered: "You don't know your own limitations."

Those drunkards didn't drink much, they just looked red in the face.

But in fact the will is clear.

As soon as they walked out of the container, they fell in love with this young man with fair skin. They didn’t know how they would play with him.

They approached him with smirks on their faces.

Little did he know that this action would cost him his life.

Shen Xi was just feeling angry and had no place to vent it when three people just happened to show up at his doorstep.

The three men were not carrying backpacks full of supplies. Perhaps they had reached some consensus with other people on the island and gathered the supplies together.

Shen Xi's hand, which was tightly holding the small sword, gradually relaxed.

How many people are left?

In the end there were only three people.

Shen Xi smiled slightly, and that smile was even more charming in the dark night.

The three of them couldn't contain their inner excitement.

"Damn, this guy is even more handsome than a woman."

The three men roared and rushed towards him like hungry wolves, uttering many foul words.

You know, they will stay on this island for a year, and during this year, they can only be accompanied by men. To satisfy their desires, they must find a better container.

But unfortunately, they were wrong.

Shen Xi is not someone who is so weak as to allow himself to be manipulated by them.

He held a small silver sword in each hand.

Started fighting.

The three men were obviously at a disadvantage. They had no weapons and were drunk, so they were killed by Shen Xi's sword.

The excitement on Shen Xi's face just now also faded a little.

"I thought it was going to be awesome, but it's so boring that it's over before it even started."

He stretched out his slender white hand and wiped the blood off his face.

"Can't you come tomorrow morning? Go wash your face now. It's so annoying."

Wangcai could only watch his operations silently and keep giving likes.

"The boss is worthy of being the boss."

Shen Xi deftly threw the three bodies out of the cave.

Then I went to the beach, found a corner where no one was around, took a quick shower, changed clothes, and walked back to the cave.

Then he moved the tent further away, away from the pool of blood.

He was silently thinking that he would have to change places again tomorrow.