Chapter 1938 Makes me...a little itchy
The dark-haired woman in front of me has bright eyes and white teeth, giving people an air of scholarly family.
He is also 1.7 meters tall, with a ponytail tied casually.
Wearing black casual clothes and no gold or silver jewelry, I feel very low-key.
At the knee of her left leg, her pants were torn, and the wound on her knee could be clearly seen.
But the blood at this moment has turned black and condensed.
“I’m fine.”
Yuan Yiren shook her head gently and said nothing more.
"It's fine."
John smiled and nodded, although the woman's clothes in front of him were pulled very tight.
But he could still tell that this woman's figure was quite impressive.
John turned and left, the fire over there was already burning.
The people here looked very ugly when they saw a few of them grilling fish not far away.
Obviously they did it on purpose.
"Miss Yuan, I see that you are already so weak, you might as well just obey."
Next to Yuan Yiren, a middle-aged man with short hair spoke in Chinese.
He and Yuan Yiren are in the same company and are also Yuan Yiren's subordinates.
He can swim and play well.
But this plane crash caused severe injuries to his waist. At this moment, his legs seemed to be paralyzed and he lost consciousness.
In his current situation, there is nothing he can do.
"Zhang Peng, what are you talking about? You want me to accompany him, just for a meal? I might as well die."
A hint of anger appeared on Yuan Yiren's face.
"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. If I'm fine, I can make the lady live well here."
Zhang Peng punched the ground.
"Well, all this is fate, whether it is life or death, God has already decided it."
As Yuan Yiren was talking, he suddenly spotted the hillside in the distance.
Feng Lin and Ye Yourong walked over hand in hand.
Yuan Yiren looked at the faces and mental states of the two people, and they looked very good.
Especially that child, who is so hydrated and does not look like someone who has not eaten for three days.
I remember that after the plane crash, she was one of the first to climb out and did not see these two people.
After all, there are only a few people around them who look like Asians.
"Who are you?"
John, who was grilling fish in the distance, noticed Feng Lin and Ye Yourong, so he came over and asked.
“I don’t understand.”
Ye Yourong’s head shook slightly.
She had indeed been here before, but she had only visited China. After all, there was no barrier to communication.
Yuan Yiren in the distance heard Ye Yourong's words with a little joy on his face, "Are you Chinese?"
"That's right."
Feng Lin agreed He looked at John with a smile and asked in English, "What happened?"
"You don't know? Are you not a passenger on this plane?"
John's expression suddenly changed. Could it be that someone else came to this island?
The dream he embraced has not been completed yet.
He looks like this. Although he has a good figure, he has never had a girlfriend because of his ugly appearance.
There is no shortage of women here.
“No, we were driving a yacht nearby, but the yacht suddenly broke down, so we swam over.”
Feng Lin explained with a smile.
"Just the two of you?" John asked.
“Well, it’s just the two of us.”
Feng Lin nodded lightly.
Hearing this, John's eyes narrowed slightly. It seemed that the two of them had no way to leave.
Then his position will not be challenged.
He couldn't help but look at Ye Yourong, and the smile on his lips could not be concealed at all.
He also wants to taste this little girl who is just waiting to bloom.
As for the other people around, they learned that Feng Lin's yacht was broken down, and the hopes that had been raised were shattered again.
"Everyone can rest assured, you are saved." Feng Lin looked around with a smile, "Although my yacht sank into the sea, I have a satellite phone that can provide the coordinates here."
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Hearing this, the eyes of everyone who were originally dim became bright again.
Especially those who were injured, all cheered excitedly.
"Miss, we can finally go back! I am really harmful. I almost caused misfortune to the lady by saying those words just now."
Zhang Peng slapped himself.
Yuan Yiren's expression did not show joy, but was a little solemn.
What she fears is that after Feng Lin has the so-called rights, he will be like John here.
“Brother, let’s talk?”
John suddenly patted Feng Lin on the shoulder, smiled and pointed into the distance.
Feng Lin was unmoved. He smiled lightly and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it here."
"It's inconvenient to talk about this matter, it's more private."
John grabbed Feng Lin's shoulders, "Let's go, it must be a good thing for you."
Feng Lin was also curious. , and followed him.
Ye Yourong also followed Feng Lin.
"Forget it about the kid." John glanced at Ye Yourong.
"Don't worry, she can't understand English."
Feng Lin smiled and took Ye Yourong's hand.
“That’s good.”
John led Feng Lin to a hundred meters away, and he asked in a low voice, “Do you want to enjoy the pleasure of being an ancient emperor?”
"What do you mean?" Feng Lin asked.
"Do you want to join us? You have the tools to save everyone in your hands. It can be said that only you can save their lives."
John smiled and said, "Why not threaten? Look at what's going on over there. There are many beauties.”
Hearing this, Feng Lin couldn’t help laughing and understood what he meant.
"That Chinese woman, yours! There are also the white wives of several men over there. They dare not agree just because the men are around, but as long as they are hungry for another day or two and face the crisis of death, They will definitely beg for mercy."
John smiled and winked, "You can play with these people then."
"Hahaha! Brother, you have found the wrong person. I just talked about yachts. Do you think someone like me who plays yachts will be short of women?"
Feng Lin pulled Ye Yourong over there.
He didn't lie either. He has enough wives.
Although it is very difficult for them to serve together, there is still a chance.
"What are you talking about? Looking at his vulgar appearance, he is not discussing something bad, right?"
Ye Yourong raised his head and asked.
“He guessed it right.”
Feng Lin walked towards the crowd in the distance without explaining too much.
John in the back stared at Feng Lin's back with cold eyes, absolutely not letting this man ruin his good deeds.
He looked around, picked up a pointed stone, and walked towards Feng Lin step by step.
As long as you take his phone and smash it, he will still be the king here.
“Be careful!”
Yuan Yiren, who was sitting in the distance, suddenly shouted to Feng Lin.
Feng Lin turned back with a dull expression.
Bang!
The sharp stone hit Feng Lin on the head.
"You brat! You are so bad at my good deeds! You are seeking death!"
John roared angrily and hit Feng Lin on the head again.
Bang!
This time, the stone broke in half.
Just when John sneered, he was shocked to find that Feng Lin was looking at him so calmly.
Nothing at all.
Feng Lin gently arranged his hair with his hands. When he reached the tempering state, relying solely on his physical strength, ordinary people could not do anything to him.
What's more, Feng Lin has now reached the seventh level.
"What are you doing? Make me...a little itchy."
Feng Lin showed a faint smile.
(End of this chapter)