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"Bah, who are you calling a bastard?!"

The soldier with the most explosive temper could no longer bear it and punched the curser in the face.

Crack.

Two streams of bright blood rushed out of his nose.

The soldier grabbed his pigtail with one hand and pulled it back hard.

"You cursed me, right?"

"Then go to hell!"

After saying that, he directly wiped the man's neck and kicked him into the sea with force.

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"Who else dares to curse me?!"

The war started as soon as the curse was started.

The sailors eating below immediately kicked over the table, and the various dried meats and precious vegetables in the plates rolled on the ground, stained with a layer of black mud.

With supplies so tight now, there are still people who don't take food seriously?

Too arrogant!

This kick successfully angered everyone.

Jing Yimai also pushed away the corpse that had been electrocuted into charcoal in his hand.

He ran to the boat.

While running, he saw the old man's body swell up, and soon he "vomited" an adult male.

"Uncle Liu, I'll go up and take a look first."

Jing Yimai grabbed the drooping ladder, climbed to the top in two or three steps, and carefully leaned out, fearing that someone would hit him on the head.

But he didn't expect that the deck was also in a mess.

General Chu took the lead and kicked the captain who was trying to send a message.

The two-meter-tall strong man hit the board with a bang.

But he didn't even have a flesh wound.

Instead, it aroused fighting spirit.

"You have some tricks, suitable to be my opponent."

Chu Wanfu: "Where did this fool come from."

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

The two wrestled again.

Jing Yimai jumped onto the deck and waved to the old man to climb quickly.

Suddenly, a gust of wind came from behind his head.

He turned around suddenly, and a strong current gushed out.

Zizi-zizi!

It turned out to be the sailor who was kicked here and attacked him with a paddle!

Looking at the stick-shaped creature that was electrocuted into charcoal in an instant.

Jing Yimai kicked it directly and gave it a sea burial.

No need to be grateful, just knock a few more wooden fish.

Jing Yimai pulled the old man up, let him go in front, and he would be the last.

The two pushed open the door of the room side by side.

Empty.

Still empty.

Where is the person?

Where is the person? !

Seeing the old man getting more and more anxious, his panicked pupils were trembling.

Jing Yimai gritted his teeth and made a guess.

"It is possible that the person is on the lower deck..."

"Then let's go! My girl must be unable to wait!"

The old man looked around and found the stairs, and hurried down, almost bumping into a deputy who was going upstairs.

"Be careful!"

Jing Yimai pulled the old man back, and then swung the high-voltage current down.

It's no wonder the old man was uneasy.

All parents would hate to see their children suffer a great disaster, be kidnapped in troubled times, and be missing.

At this moment, there was finally a glimmer of hope.

It was because he was thick-skinned that he still had the strength to support the search.

If it were his wife, I'm afraid her legs would have been sore and weak as noodles, and her face would be pale and she would be at a loss.

"Boom!"

Another iron door was pushed open.

The soldiers guarding the door raised their special guns and were about to pull the trigger.

The old man looked behind them. Among the group of rescued survivors, there was a girl with dark eyes, counting the ants on the ground with a blank look.

"Girl! Good boy! Big baby!!"

A heroic and extremely comfortable joyful voice resounded through the room!

Jing Yimai: That little black potato has so many nicknames? ?

The soldiers saw that it was an acquaintance, loosened their index fingers, and pointed the guns downwards.

Before they could ask what happened in front, they saw the old man like a cannonball, shooting from the door into the pile of girls.

The soldiers' scalps exploded.

"Hey, hey, hey, old man, don't blindly recognize the treasure, this is not your old treasure."

The little girl who was counting ants with her head down was almost knocked over by him.

Look at that skinny and skinny face, how can she withstand the violent impact of a skinny old man!

Just about to grab him.

The little girl held up the old man's face and looked at it carefully, and suddenly cried out--

"Black Potato! You are Old Black Potato!"

The soldiers held their foreheads.

It's over, this group of people have been in the cabin without sunlight for a long time, and their spirits are not very good.

The old man was excited: "Yes, yes, yes! It's me, I am Black Potato!"

The soldiers' eyes widened.

Could it be that the girl's ability is contagious from mental illness?

But I have never heard of it.

Don't believe in rumors, don't spread rumors, start with me!

Jing Yimai suddenly had a subtle emotion.

In a trance, he recalled that he seemed to have heard this conversation when he was unconscious? ?

Otherwise, how to explain the little black potato that is so deeply rooted in memory? !

The father and daughter who recognized each other in a different way on the opposite side were crying and crying with red eyes.

It really looks like a freshly dug black potato crying.

Who came up with such a fitting name!

This made them, who had seen the normal procedure and were deeply moved, actually feel a little weird in their hearts?

The soldier shook his head.

There must be an irresistible spiritual factor in the air that tempted them.

They must go out for some fresh air!

Pushing open the door, a strong wind blew in.

Look at the distance again.

The originally azure sky was now filled with dark clouds.

The strong wind swept the waves high up, and the next second they slammed down with great force.

In the depths of the distant sea, there was a current that kept spinning along with the wind, and there was a faint sign of it getting stronger and stronger.

The soldier who grew up by the sea looked back in the wind.

"Prepare to evacuate!"

...

Standing on the deck, he tied the man tightly with ropes.

His hair fluttered wildly in the sharp wind. Chu Wanfu wiped the blood from his mouth and said in a deep voice:

"The hurricane is coming, prepare to evacuate in an orderly manner."

At his feet, the two-meter-tall strong captain was blue and purple, swollen like a steamed bun.

Chu Wanfu grabbed his collar, pinched his teeth that wanted to bite his tongue to commit suicide with his thumb and index finger, picked up a pair of smelly socks from the side, and stuffed them in.

"Take the man back for a thorough interrogation!"

"Yes!"

There were many vehicles parked in the open field at this moment.

After settling the rescued survivors, except for a few soldiers who were left to guard the prisoners, the rest of the people boarded the big ship.

They began to move down all kinds of things that might be used.

Even the glass had to be removed as a whole and taken back to their base for use.

Not to mention screws and nails -

They had metal ability users, so it was no problem to dismantle such things!

At this moment, Xia Yan was very disgusted.

You are so good, Chu Wanfu.

You actually sent people to follow her.

Wherever she went, these two little tails followed her.

When she turned around, she saw the two people grinning foolishly.

And the other party's absorption speed was not slower than hers!

The items in a room were divided equally among three people.

It seemed fair, but they had more people.

It was a loss, a big loss.

Xia Yan gritted her teeth in hatred.

She finally understood the saying that you have your Zhang Liang plan, and I have my ladder!