() "Okay, I've decided!" The expression on Basuo's face was unusually solemn. He seemed to have made some serious determination. He gritted his teeth and stamped his feet and shouted: "Grandma! I'll risk it! Even if it's
I told you that you probably won’t be able to find this place, so I decided to go with you! In case you go the wrong way and don’t come back, my brother will be buried with you!”
Du Fei saw that he looked extremely serious, and it didn't look like he was joking. Thinking about it carefully, he couldn't have any intention in doing this, but he was very puzzled by Basuo's fearful look: "What? We
Is the place you are going dangerous?"
"Danger?!" Basuo yelled angrily: "It's not just dangerous? It's a narrow escape! If my brother's life hadn't been in your hands, I wouldn't have risked my life in that place with you! It's worse than the Dragon Pond and the Tiger's Den.
Horrible!" After saying that, Basuo seemed to recall what he had just seen through the ghost eye necklace. He closed his eyes and kept muttering silently: "God Shiva bless me, God Shiva please bless me in case of disaster.
Huaji..."
Du Fei looked at the nagging Basuo and was very speechless. He turned around and said to the astonished Mo Luolipa: "I'm really sorry for causing trouble to you."
"It's okay, you are here to help me, but..." Moluolipa's eyes suddenly became mist-filled: "After you leave, those Shiva cultists will definitely not let us go.
He likes to burn heretics at the stake... Bart and I are not afraid of anything, we are just worried about little Tammy..."
At this moment, Mo Qilin suddenly stuck his head out from behind Du Fei and said with a funny expression: "Then why not come with us instead! At least it's better than waiting to die here?"
The old turtle also saw Du Fei's subtle feelings for Moluo Lipa. Although he couldn't understand what a few people were saying, he probably guessed what they meant. So he also advised Du Fei: "Since Feng Kui was here last time,
After being injured in the big storm, we have been short of cooks, why not just go with the flow and invite you two on board to cook for us?"
Du Fei's mood became much heavier when he mentioned Feng Kui. This young man who kept quiet and didn't like to be in the limelight had always been very low-key, so low-key that sometimes people didn't even notice his existence, but that time
During a big storm, while trying to save the old sea turtle, he was hit by a broken deck and broke his kneecap. After arriving in Hirado, he had to leave him there to recuperate.
"I wonder if you are willing to do that, Lipa?" Du Fei felt speechless after he said this sentence. You must know that Indians are not as conservative as the natives. Generally, only close relatives can call each other by their first names.
Moluolipa's face suddenly turned red: "I, I..."
"Sister, he is a good man!" Bata suddenly said this without any clue, making Du Fei feel a little embarrassed.
"For Tammy, I'm willing to do anything. I'll get on the boat with you." Moluolipa looked around: "Taimi! Tammy!?"
But that clever little devil didn't appear in everyone's sight. Normally he would have run over quickly.
"Tammy! Tammy!" Mo Luoli's fearful shouting became more and more anxious! Du Fei and others also helped him search, but after searching all around the hotel, there was no sign of Tammy.
"They must have been captured by those Shiva cult guys!" Bata angrily picked up a huge meat cleaver: "I'm going to chop up those dogs now!"
Du Fei quickly stopped this reckless man: "Don't be reckless! Otherwise, those guys will jump over the wall and hurt Tammy!"
"Ah! Tammy! My Tammy..." Moluolipa usually behaves kindly and strong, running this small hotel alone to support her family, but at this time she fell to her knees with tears streaming down her face.
She is a woman after all.
"Sir, you should go forward and comfort her now!" Nangong Feiyun was secretly worried about his boss: How could such a powerful person not seize the opportunity to comfort the beauty?
Du Fei's heart trembled slightly after hearing Nangong Feiyun's whisper! To be honest, his potential is limited in Lun Wu. When it comes to uniting the army in battles, he is almost full of stars; but he is the only one who doesn't know how to deal with women. Facing the first one
He confessed to the woman he had a crush on, but was misunderstood frequently. In the end, the beauty became his friend's wife. His only wife, Luo Ji, was brought to his door by someone else. When it came to women's skills, he was really deficient.
But after listening to the advice of the love prodigal Nangong Feiyun, he finally plucked up the courage and slowly approached Mo Luo Lipa. At this time, Mo Luo Lipa was crying so hard that the earth shook, and she was weak and weak.
His shoulders were twitching constantly, and his face was deeply buried in the shield of his arms.
This was the second time that he was so close to his sweetheart! The rich fragrance made him a little top-heavy but it was more than useful.
Du Fei finally plucked up the courage and gently placed a hand on Mo Luo Lipa's delicate shoulder. Mo Luo Lipa always wore strapless and midriff-baring clothes in the store, and now Du Fei's hand touched her
His skin, as delicate as silk, felt like an electric shock. An indescribable feeling flowed through his body like electricity, making his hands tremble and his heart tremble.
This feeling is better than the beautiful Luo Ji taking the initiative to throw herself into her arms, and better than the touch of fragrance and tenderness on the shoulders of the most popular prostitute in Middle-earth.
Du Fei felt that his voice was trembling: "Lipa, stop crying, I'm here!"
At this time, Moluo Lipa, who was despairing, heard Du Fei's gentle and sincere comfort, and suddenly leaned into his arms. Du Fei's eyes widened! Lipa's delicate body is still difficult to describe with warm and fragrant soft jade.
One-tenth of the time, when Du Fei held her in his arms, he felt like he was holding a cloud.
"Sir! Sir!" Zhang Xiong hurried over and said: "We have caught a living person! Maybe we can ask him about Tammy's whereabouts! I guess you will have to interrogate him in person. We don't understand Indian."
"
"Leave this matter to me!" At this time, Mo Qilin excitedly put his two front legs on Zhang Xiong's shoulders and whispered: "Don't disturb them!"
With the beauty in his arms, Du Fei turned to Mo Qilin and said, "While the others prepare the ships and supplies for going to sea, I will leave this matter to you! Let Zhang Xiong assist you! If it doesn't work well..."
"Understood! Understood!" Mo Qilin said hurriedly: "If Tammy hurts a hair, I will jump into the pot myself!"
But after saying this, he immediately regretted it. Why did he get himself into such trouble out of thin air? What if that little kid made a mistake and got himself involved?
The key is that time is running out. You must know that Shivaism is a major sect in India. Many Indians do not regard Shiva as an evil god, but as a true god who is close to human nature. Shivaism has followers all over the country.
As soon as something goes wrong with the Separatist Cult, people from religious organizations and religious churches across the country will soon come to take revenge. Therefore, the sooner we find Moluolipa's son Tammy, the easier things will be. If a large group of people from the Shiva Sect come here,
, that would be troublesome.
So Mo Qilin opened his mouth viciously and shouted at the prisoner: "Bold! Why don't you recruit him truthfully!"
Unexpectedly, when the believer saw the talking monster in front of him, his eyes rolled white, his hands and feet twitched, and he immediately fainted from fear.
"Hey, hey!" Mo Qilin panicked: "I haven't tortured you here yet, why did you faint? Pour cold water on me to wake you up!"
"To be honest, with your character, I was quite scared the first time I saw you." Zhang Xiong said adding fuel to the fire.
"Get lost!" Mo Qilin shouted angrily: "Master asked you to help me! What is your attitude! You know, I am your immediate boss now! If you continue to talk nonsense with me here, I will give you some shoes to wear!"
He wanted to give Zhang Xiong a blow, but Zhang Xiong didn't like him at all and immediately grabbed the fur on the back of his head: "What did you say? Tell me again!"
"It's okay, it's okay..." Mo Qilin suddenly softened: "I was just joking...you took it seriously. Let's get down to business, time is very tight! If I can't find that boy, I will be cooked, and you won't look good either.
Isn’t it?”
Zhang Xiong then let him go, but he was obviously not angry. He snorted angrily and tilted his head to the side.
At this time, a bucket of cold water had been poured on the prisoner's head, and he woke up screaming in terror, trembling all over.
Mo Qilin pushed forward fiercely and said angrily: "You..."
Before he could say a word, the prisoner fainted again when he saw his appearance.