The days of survival on a deserted island with the beautiful president

Chapter 667
"Cripple, you..."

But when Meng Zitian turned his head, he found that the lame man was raising his head without saying a word.

The lame man paralyzed on the beach didn't pay any attention to Mencius Tian's words.

With a dignified face, he tried his best to calm down while looking at the sea not far away.

"Boat, boat..."

The cripple who was already prepared did not expect that he would see the wooden boat again so soon.

When he choked up with excitement and raised his head in bewilderment, he subconsciously muttered something in a low voice.

Facing the thick fog, behind the rickety wooden boat on the sea, the lame man calmed down afterwards.

Savior, this is a savior!

The lame man whose head has already started to faint, the only hope now is this wooden boat.

After all, he has a persistent high fever, and the most important thing now is to survive.

Some lame choked up, after muttering this sentence, they stretched their arms without hesitation.

Facing the sea breeze, he couldn't control his emotions when he saw the dim shadow on the sea.

On the wet and cold beach, not far away, Mencius Tian gradually realized something was wrong after seeing the lame man's actions.

This fool is not going to seek death!
Meng Zitian, who didn't know it, thought that the lame man was stimulated to act in such a strange way.

Seeing the cripple moving towards the sea bit by bit, Meng Zitian who was standing there suddenly turned cold.

He was a little confused, but when he raised his head, his heart gradually softened.

"Cripple, then, it's dangerous over there!"

Although Mencius was really worried about the lame man, he yelled loudly with a hoarse voice.

But in fact, Mencius Tian was still a little flustered because he was afraid that the cripple would leave him.

After all, in Meng Zitian's eyes, as long as there is a cripple, he will have a guarantee.

Even though the cripples no longer revolve around themselves, on this pitch-black sea, there are only cripples around Mencius Tian.

So much so that when Mencius Tian saw the cripple's actions, he immediately shook his head helplessly.

No, you can't let him die like this!

Mencius, with a determined face, became concerned about the cripple at this moment.

When he raised his head and saw that the cripple had already crawled that way, he immediately gritted his teeth and moved his two elbows without hesitation.

Although after such a long period of grinding, blood had already begun to ooze from Mencius Tian's two elbows.

He endured the pain, but in this situation, he could only frown.

But at this moment, the cripple not far away had already climbed to the seashore.

He was courageous, and when he heard the sound of waves crashing on the wooden boat, he immediately cheered up.

Someone, really someone!
After thinking of this possibility, the cripple immediately accelerated.

He quickly opened his mouth and looked towards the sea in the thick fog.

The cripple's eyes widened in surprise, and when he saw the wooden boat really rowing towards him, he immediately became nervous.

Well, what if this is a killer, if you don't come up, kill him...

Although the cripple wanted to escape from this deserted island, at least he was still alive.

As for the people on the wooden boat, if the comers were really bad, wouldn't they be shooting themselves in the foot?

After thinking of this, the cripple immediately had a bad premonition in his heart.

A little flustered, he turned his head without thinking, and glanced at the surrounding beach.

Find something to defend yourself, you must ensure your own safety!
Although the current cripple had already caught a bad cold, under such circumstances, he was still worried about his own safety.

After he glanced at his side, he was a little impatient, but found that Meng Zitian had followed him.

"You, stay away from me!"

The cripple who thought Mencius would do something bad didn't want Mencius to know about it at all.

After all, he discovered this wooden boat by himself, and if there is any benefit, it must be his own.

Thinking of the cripple here, he glanced at Mencius very irritably.

But Meng Zitian, who was reprimanded, insisted on following after hearing what the cripple said.

"you……"

Seeing Meng Zitian's faceless face, the lame man turned pale with anger.

What a scoundrel this man is!

The angry cripple, after complaining in his heart, wished he could just push Meng Zitian aside.

"Shu~"

Just when the cripple turned his head and looked at Meng Zitian, a wave of waves in front of him rushed towards him again.

After being washed by the sea water, the cripple's face became even more ugly.

A little irritable, he stretched out his hand and wiped his cheek with great effort.

However, this move of the cripple made Meng Zitian, who had already crawled to the side, immediately look in his direction.

But just at this glance, Meng Zitian's face suddenly became much uglier.

When he was sullen and accidentally saw the situation by the sea, Meng Zitian, who had a firm face just now, became flustered. ,
"Yes, there are people, still, still savages!"

The panicked Mencius yelled loudly after seeing two figures walking out of the thick fog.

Meng Zitian, who was shouting, didn't forget to turn his head and swing his arms anxiously.

run, escape!

Seeing this scene, Meng Zitian's first reaction was to run away.

After all, he didn't know anything, so when he saw the two unclothed figures, he was naturally terrified.

Besides, on this desert island, except for survivors like them, the rest of the people must be full of danger.

Meng Zitian, who was trembling with fright, had no thought of escaping from the deserted island at all.

He has always been greedy for life and afraid of death, wishing he could just get up from the ground and run back to the grass not far away at the fastest speed.

Following Meng Zitian's panic-stricken appearance, the cripple beside him seemed particularly calm.

"It's just a gamble!"

The cripple who originally wanted to run away slowly turned his head when he realized that he was too weak to stand up.

Anyway, even if the visitor is not kind, it is much better than dying on this beach!

After thinking of this, the lame man immediately made up his mind.

Then the cripple who was left in place heard a rush of footsteps.

And it was the sound of footsteps, but it was also the sound of stepping on the sand.

What puzzled the cripple the most was that the footsteps sounded very strange!
With black lines all over his face, he immediately thought of what Meng Zitian said just now.

"Wild, savage?"

After trying to understand the voice, the cripple dared to make sure.

This is barefoot at all!

Without shoes, then, isn't that the savage Mencius mentioned?
(End of this chapter)