The days of survival on a deserted island with a beautiful woman

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Sparks burst out in his eyes, and the long-standing aggrievedness turned into boundless anger.

Anger made him temporarily forget the pain, and he rushed towards Jason again.

The irrational person sacrificed all defenses in search of maximum attack power, but the flaws in his whole body were exposed.

Just when O'Neill's knife was about to stab Jason in the heart, Jason dodged to the right to avoid the fatal stab.

The left hand grabbed O'Neill's knife-holding hand like lightning, and pushed it outward, followed by a right knee that hit O'Neill's stomach fiercely.

Before O'Neill could scream in pain, Jason's right palm slashed hard at his throat.

Immediately afterwards, Jason's right arm pressed down and hit O'Neill's right hand. During this push and press, Jason had already snatched the knife.

All of a sudden, O'Neill fell to the ground, unable to stand up any more, clutching his throat and struggling in pain

The triumphant Jason put his feet on O'Neill's body, and then punched the black man's head and face a few more times.

Those who challenge the authority must make him unforgettable even if they don't die!

"what!"

There was a scream like killing a pig.

It was earth-shattering and deafening for a moment, and everyone in the camp was shocked.

"Let go! Let go!"

Jason covered his lower body, his face was extremely pale, and he screamed in pain.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

It turned out that Jason's lower body was caught by O'Neill's big hand who was struggling,

This is the lifeblood of passing on the family line.

The pain caused Jason to knelt down, covering his crotch and screaming, in a panic.

The men couldn't help but feel a chill spread to their lower body, and even the women subconsciously moved closer to their thighs.

This is not a bird-catching dragon claw hand and what is it.

Although this is disgraceful, O'Neill can't control so much. In a barbaric environment, as long as he can win the opponent, all means can be used.

Cold light!

This is the luster emitted by the cold weapon under the reflection of the fire.

I only saw a flash of knife light flashing in front of my eyes, and I hadn't had time to shout out.

Blood splattered!

A small knife was inserted into O'Neill's head with lightning speed, and then pulled out suddenly.

Blood splashed out like a fountain, splashing all over the ground.

In the end, the small knife was firmly inserted into O'Neill's heart, reflecting the light of death.

During this swift attack, O'Neill, who was bleeding from all his orifices, lost his life with an expression of unwillingness and fear.

Do not look down.

In an instant, everyone was quiet!

The terror of death hangs over this small venue.

The blood on the ground stained the ground red.

My women couldn't help shivering.

Once again, this brutal and savage fight was so realistically displayed in front of the women's eyes that it gave them goosebumps all over their bodies.

Jason, who was caught in the lower body, also slowly recovered. Although he stood unnaturally, he killed the black man in time, and probably didn't hurt much.

And Qiu Ju walked coquettishly towards the winner, showing him her coquettishness, which is the winner's reward.

"what……"

And Jason suddenly tore off the cover of Qiu Ju's upper body, completely released two soft big health balls, and let out an unruly laugh.

Soon the men were going crazy again, chanting Jason's name, and the black man was forever forgotten.

One mountain cannot contain two tigers, and those who challenge the king must die.

what a fake.

As long as you can win from the competition, everything else is secondary.

The winner is king, the loser dies!

The winner is justice!

This is the principle of Jason's team. They can enjoy cheering with the winners and ruthlessly spurn the losers.

I frowned slightly, this Jason was far more vicious than I imagined.

This type of people is full of hostility, and the women and I must stay away from them as soon as possible.

The bonfire party was over, and most people had returned to their cabins to rest, leaving only two watchmen.

O'Neill's body was carried away by two white men, who did not know where to throw it.

Maybe it has been thrown into the river, and it has drifted to nowhere at this time, or it may have become the belly of the river beast.

I went back to my camp with the women, and I was worried that these wild white men would make trouble at the banquet.

Now it seems that I don't know what they will do to me and the women, but judging from their attitude towards black people just now, these are barbarians.

Everyone couldn't sleep, and the brutal murder scene just now emerged in their hearts.

"Everyone stay vigilant at all times tonight, pack up your things first, and we will leave at dawn. Even be prepared to leave at any time."

I looked at the women with lingering fear and said in a low voice.

The three women nodded and looked at me, then looked at each other, indicating that they were ready.

The night is quiet and far away.

"Ah! Ah! Ah..."


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