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Chen Bailu was ecstatic. Although the cave in front of him was very shallow, it was very high and spacious.

So the group of people saw the people warming themselves by the fire at a glance.

"Sir Li Li, you, you, you -!" Cao Dahua's jaw was fighting with his jaw.

Chen Bailu also looked at Li Er as if he was seeing a ghost.

When Pan Ming and Su Li saw the reactions of Cao Dahua and Chen Bailu, they thought these guys had a grudge, so they quickly retreated, ready to run away at any time.

"I'm surprised to see you!" Li Er sneered at Cao Dahua.

Seeing himself alive, this soft rice king must be very disappointed.

"No, how did you get here?" Cao Dahua finally calmed down.

"Didn't anyone tell you that I can swim?" Li Er boasted about not drafting.

Cao Dahua and Chen Bailu were both speechless.

It sounds like no one can swim, but it’s the damn ocean, and it’s stormy at night. If you put a tilapia into the sea, you’d be drowned.

"No, your clothes aren't even wet?"

It was really difficult for Cao Dahua to accept that Li Er was so leisurely that he seemed to be on vacation. He, Cao, was so tired that he almost lost his appearance.

"Besides, where did you come from to eat? Is this a chicken or some kind of bird?" Cao Dahua pointed to the leftover bones on the ground angrily.

Li Er snorted and glared at Cao Dahua.

"All the dry food has been taken away by you bastards. If I don't pack some game, do you want me to starve to death?"

Cao Dahua and the others looked at each other in confusion. What he said was so righteous and righteous, and it made sense.

"Ah——!" Chen Bailu suddenly remembered something and screamed: "Sir Li, you are actually angry."

Chen Bailu took out a pack of cigarettes wrapped tightly in a plastic bag from the lining of his coat. He carefully took out one, lay on the ground and lit it against the flames.

"Huh——! So cool——!"

Chen Bailu sighed comfortably. What could be more comfortable than surviving on a deserted island and smoking a cigarette.

Of course, Chen Bailu also had a lighter, but the waves last night were too big and it would have been good if the boat didn't capsize, so the lighter had already been wet.

"Haha, Sir Cao, it turns out he is one of our own!"

Pan Ming and Su Li breathed a sigh of relief when they saw it was their own.

Although Cao Dahua and Chen Bailu both have guns, Li Er also has a bulge in his waist. Who knows how good the shooting skills of the two guys on his side are. Of course, it is best to live in peace and harmony.

"Sir, the boss of our Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station, and Detective Death, I don't even know them. Just go blind." Chen Bailu brought a big stone and sat down.

"I know Sir Li in Tsim Sha Tsui. How could I not know him?" Su Li was overjoyed. She didn't know Mr. Li, but she knew Judy Tang. Judy Tang's mistress was a powerful police detective who was jealous of them and ruined their circle of wealthy women.

"Sir Li, my name is Su Li, and Judy and I are good friends." Su Li left her husband behind and ran over to get close to Li Ertao.

Pan Ming was speechless. He felt that his already thin hair was going to turn green.

"Hello, Sir Li! My name is Pan Ming."

"Don't want these!"

Li Er stared blankly at the bald man in front of him, pointing at the leftover chicken bones he had eaten and what he meant.

Li Er just shook his head.

Pan Ming immediately squatted down.

"Oh, Sir Li, look at you, you haven't even finished eating. You haven't eaten these two pieces, they are still clean."

Pan Ming picked up the chicken bones left by Li Er and gnawed on them. There was some gristle that was not too hard, and the guy even chewed it up and swallowed it.

He deserves to be able to do great things. This mentality of being able to bend and stretch is not something ordinary people can have. Now is not the time to be embarrassed.

Su Li glanced at her husband with disgust. In fact, she also had stomach cramps due to hunger, but she just couldn't let go.

Not long after, five or six soaked Japanese victims also walked in. The place was very spacious, and Li Er did not chase them away.

It was already raining heavily outside.

Chen Bailu was worried that there would be more and more victims knowing that there was a rain shelter here. Just when he was about to ask Li Er if he should drive these little Japanese out so that his compatriots from Hong Kong could come in to take shelter from the rain, Ya Zi also arrived. .

"Li Er, they all said you were dead, so I knew you would be fine." Meiko excitedly rushed towards Li Er.

"Hey, Madam, you can't say anything nonsense. Sir Cao said that Sir Li was 100% dead, but I didn't say anything."

Chen Bailu hurriedly explained that as a member of the Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station, how could he not know how vindictive Sir Li was? If he didn't explain this matter clearly, he would suffer in the future.

Li Er also hurriedly gave in and received Meiko's hug.

"Stop—! Don't come over and make my clothes wet."

Meiko had just come in from outside and was naturally soaked to the skin.

"Hehe, I just want to make you wet." Yazi was so excited that she didn't care about it and immediately hugged Li Er and made Li Er wet too.

"Hey -! That's it. It's okay if you make me wet. Don't rub it. You're worried about the gun going off. It's in public now." Li Er reminded Meazi in a low voice.

Meako's body was already hot enough, but now it was wet and pressed against her body. Naturally, Li Er soon felt two soft things pushing against him.

"You bastards, what are you looking at? Go home and see your mother." Chen Bailu picked up a stone and threw it away from the Japanese idiots who were peeking at Meiko's hot body.

Although there were many of these guys, it was a pity that Chen Bailu had a gun, so they only dared to curl up and dare not make a sound.

"Okay! Dry your hair quickly. It's no joke if you get sick in this environment." Li Er took out a towel from his arms and put it into Meiko's hand.

Li Er saw Meako's eyes were red. He was just playing a friendly match with you. She couldn't be serious. Didn't she say that Japanese women are very casual?

Sir Li has a headache. It is true that he has physical strength enhancers, but it also depends on how many clients he serves. It is not enough at all.

However, Meiko works for Interpol, and sometimes it can really help her a lot.

"Where did you get the towel?" Meiko looked at the towel in her hand in confusion. It was obviously a new towel, and the label had not been removed.

"Our family runs a restaurant, did you know?" Li Er started bragging again.

Meiko nodded. Not only did she know that Li Er's family owned a restaurant, but she also knew almost all of Li Er's lovers. Otherwise, her time at Interpol would have been in vain.

"I work in a tea restaurant at a time, so it's reasonable to bring one or two towels with me!"

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‘Isn’t it said that Japanese culture was inherited from China? ’ Yazi felt that she couldn’t understand Li Er’s Chinese expressions.

While Cao Dahua broke dry branches and threw them into the fire, he secretly scolded Li Er, a bastard, for being so handsome. Everyone eats soft rice, so why are other people's soft rice so delicious?

"Haha, there is such a good place so quickly. It's great to take shelter from the rain. We have a place to stay tonight." Meng Bo also found this place with Huixiang and Qingzi.

"Come on, uncle, get rid of all the water on your body before walking in. Didn't you see that the ground is muddy under your feet?" Chen Bailu cursed loudly. He had been unhappy with the big-nosed Meng Bo for a long time.

This bastard is uglier than himself, and he has two beauties surrounding him.

"This is not your place, we can come in if we want." Huixiang said angrily.

Chen Bailu immediately drew his gun: "We discovered this place first. If you don't accept the challenge, I will single out all of you Japanese guys."

A group of Japanese looked at Chen Bailu with contempt.

Do you need a gun in a duel? You bastard, you are more shameless than us Japanese, just change your nationality.

Naturally, Chen Bailu didn't know what these Japanese guys were thinking, otherwise he would be so angry that his blood vessels would burst. You know, he has no real ability, only full of patriotic passion.

Meiko dried her hair.

Li Eryou quietly stuffed her with a piece of bread.

Meiko's eyes widened.

"I've already said that I work as a chef. It's normal to carry some food with me. Believe it or not, I can even take out a piece of steak." Li Er boasted seriously.

Meiko rolled her eyes: "I don't believe it."

"Hide the bread first, I'm not very hungry yet." Yazi thought for a moment, then stuffed the bread back to Li Er.

She knew how precious a piece of bread was at a time like this. (End of chapter)

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