The crisp sound of gunfire rang out, and Yan Fenghuo lay down heavily on the lifeboat. However, he did not feel any pain, and the death he imagined did not come. With his eyes wide open, he saw the gun in Hong Scar's hand being shaken by a huge force.
After flying out, he fell onto the boat, his right hand trembling uncontrollably.
A shabby small warship came through the waves at an extremely fast speed. Standing on the bow was a tough man in camouflage uniform, opening his mouth and blowing on the gun in his hand.
No one noticed when the warship approached. Everyone lost their vigilance to the outside world due to extreme thirst. When they saw the approaching warship, it was already very close.
The man in camouflage uniform on the bow is extremely rugged, with a proud smile on his typical Eastern face. A gold necklace as thick as a thumb hangs around his neck, and his hands are covered with gold rings and pistols.
It is a Desert Eagle made of pure gold, and even the boots shine with golden light in the sun.
Seeing this person, Yan Fenghuo suddenly felt a very familiar feeling. He felt that he had seen this person somewhere. But he couldn't remember it in his confused mind.
Hong Scar looked at the warship approaching in front of him with extremely surprised eyes, staring intently at the man dressed like a rich man.
"What a fool, look at me!" The man put his hands on his waist and cursed: "You've never seen such a stylish person like me, have you? ****, when you have money, you can also look like me
I wear gold and silver like me and become a man like the wind."
After scolding him, the man lifted up his shirt in a smart manner, revealing a gold belt head that was as big as his palm.
"You, you are..." Hong Scar opened his mouth with an expression of disbelief.
"Don't worry about who I am," the man took out a cigarette box made of gold, took out a Hongmei cigarette and held it in his mouth. He looked at the sea in the distance with great excitement and said deeply: "I'll do it gently.
Gone, just as gently I left, waving my hand, taking away all the gold and silver on you. I am a grain of sand, I come from afar, I come with the wind, my name is... Super Invincible Vajra Calabash Baby
The little overlord of the sea!"
As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of burly and heavily armed men with different skin colors pointed their guns at the lifeboats, their faces showing bloodthirsty cruelty originating from the depths of their bones.
"Ahem..." The wealthy man in costume standing on the bow of the boat pretended to cough twice, waved his hand and said: "I announce that a five-minute robbery will be carried out from now on. You can resist, but please be prepared to resist.
Consequences. Please don’t consciously take out your belongings, that will make me feel very unfulfilled. Thank you for your cooperation.”
After saying that, the wealthy man waved his hands to signal that the robbery would begin.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Two spearguns specially designed to catch sharks were shot out and pierced into the lifeboat. Several heavily armed guys dragged the lifeboat over. Then the small tower crane on the warship turned around and hoisted the entire lifeboat up to the deck.
They have all the tools, they are a group of habitual maritime robbers.
Hong Scar raised his hands high, and at the same time motioned to his soldiers who were struggling to hold their guns not to act rashly, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.
As for Yan Fenghuo, there was no reaction at all. They were just ordinary people, and their ability to support them until now was already the limit.
Several armed men jumped up and roughly searched everyone's pockets. Unfortunately, they didn't find any money at all, let alone gold.
"Boss, these are a bunch of poor people." A strong Russian man who looked like a polar bear said to the wealthy man: "We are wasting our manpower and material resources. How about we hang them up and bleed them to seduce a shark. Even if we get a shark, it is worth more than them.
Ah, the price of shark fin internationally is pretty good these days.”
"Elf, do you know why I am the boss?" The wealthy man patted his golden belt, waved his hand and said like a great man: "That's because I can make money, and I am definitely not the super invincible King Kong Calabash Baby on the surface.
Little Overlord of the Sea. You will never understand my world, just like the day will never understand the darkness of night. Robbery is just an appearance, a form and a mask. The real connotation lies in the great wisdom in robbery."
"Uh...Boss, King Kong Invincible Gourd Little Overlord is super..."
"He is the little overlord of the sea who is the super invincible King Kong Calabash Baby." The wealthy man raised his head and educated him with an extremely serious tone: "Chinese culture is extensive and profound, and every Chinese character represents a very profound meaning, such as these words: trench ram E 媑
Stop, can you understand what it means?"
The Russian named Elf was stunned for a moment and shook his head blankly. He didn't even know what the word was, and he didn't write it on paper. He knew nothing.
"Please read them separately." The rich man grinned with an extremely lewd smile.
"Lord... tycoon... fuck me vigorously..." Yan Fenghuo in the lifeboat made a weak voice: "Don't stop..."
Hearing Yan Fenghuo's words, the rich man looked surprised, blinked his eyes, pointed at the seriously injured Yan Fenghuo and said: "This kid is good, he has great potential, don't rob him for the time being."
"Okay!" Elf nodded, stepped forward and threw the weak Yan Fenghuo onto the deck.
At this moment, Yan Fenghuo, whose body couldn't bear the torment at all, felt dizzy and swollen. After breathing heavily for a long time, he raised his head and looked at the rich man's tall back and asked: "You, you...are you the blood fox with a sudden stab..."
"What kind of blood fox?" The rich man stretched out a finger and warned without turning his head: "Although others call me Tu Ci, I am not a blood fox Tu Ci. Please don't have random relationships, especially relationships with fellow villagers. Love.
It does not respect geographical or national boundaries, and robbery does not respect geographical or national boundaries."
"Are you... Lei, Lei Xiao?" Yan Fenghuo's eyes were full of hope.
He was sure that the golden man in front of him was definitely Lei Xiao, the biggest old gangster in the history of Blood Fox. His photo is still hanging in the honor room of the team headquarters. He is the only one in the world who can have such a simple and honest face.
A cunning face.
The wealthy man was startled for a moment and said to himself: "Damn it, I'm not Lei Xiao, I'm the super invincible King Kong Calabash Baby, the Little Overlord of the Sea."
"you……"
The dilapidated warship rode the wind and waves forward, and a wave of waves hit the rich man's body, making him wet all over. The half of the cigarette in his mouth was wet, and his trouser legs were dripping down.
Touching the sea water...
"What's yours and mine?" The rich man wiped the sea water from his face and said loudly: "Stop talking, I understand everything you want to say."
Looking at the opponent's back, Yan Fenghuo opened his mouth again and said: "Super Invincible King Kong Gourd Baby..."
"It goes without saying, why do you keep mumbling?" The rich man was very unhappy. He stood upright and lighted another cigarette coolly, facing the fresh sea breeze and waves.
"I……"
With a "wow" sound, another wave of waves broke by the warship fell on the wealthy man, extinguishing the cigarette he had just lit again.
The wealthy man standing proudly on the bow of the boat still didn't look back. He just wiped his face, then gently touched the gold ring on his hand and said: "Little guy, I'm interested in your qualifications. Why don't you become a great man like me?"
How about a promising bandit?”
"I won't do it." Yan Fenghuo refused.
"Bandits?" the wealthy man continued to ask.
"No." Yan Fenghuo continued to refuse.
"Pirate?" The rich man said another profession.
"No..." Yan Fenghuo still shook his head.
"What the fuck, bah!" The rich man spit out the sea water, held a cigarette in his mouth again and said: "You're a worthless thing. If a man lives like this, he might as well die. You said you're not a robber?"
Not even bandits, not even pirates, so what else can we do?"
"I am a soldier!" Yan Fenghuo replied seriously.
The rich man stood facing the wind for a long time, opened his mouth and spit out two words: "****!"
Another wave of water splashed up, hitting my cheek, knocking out the third cigarette.
At this time, the wealthy man who was dripping wet was still standing proudly in the wind, but he looked very embarrassed, as if he had just been soaked in the sea.
Yan Fenghuo was a little worried and asked aloud: "Why don't you take two steps back, or even turn around, the wind and waves are a bit too strong."
Hearing these words, the rich man spit out the sea water and cursed: "What a fool, you will never understand my style, so you will never understand my world. Do you think there are still people in this world?"
Is there a more stylish man than me? Do you think anyone can afford to wear forty kilograms of golden boots? Do you think..."
"Wow..."
The sea water rushed towards him again, and the rich man was baptized again. He silently reached out and picked off a piece of seaweed on his head, turned around with great effort, and took two steps forward on his golden boots.
"Click! Click!"
The sound of the golden heel colliding with the deck sounded, heavy and crisp.
The rich man stood firm, slowly took his feet out of his golden boots, walked towards Yan Fenghuo with bare feet, and kicked him firmly and steadily in the stomach.
"Bang!"
Yan Fenghuo's body instantly hunched into a ball, and the wounds on his body immediately burst open, with thick blood flowing.
"Elf! Grab it for me! Grab it! Grab it! You're so fucked up, you can't even keep a penny!"
The wealthy man was angry. Today was really unlucky. The look he spent several hours on turned into what he is now. He was so embarrassed. Damn it!
The looting began, and everything was stolen. All the guns, ammunition, and anything else they carried were robbed. Even the camouflage uniforms of the American soldiers were stripped off, leaving only their underwear underneath, revealing their furry bodies.
"Thrust, you can't do this!" Red Scar, who was only wearing a pair of trousers and a vest, said with great dissatisfaction: "You are a professional soldier, you cannot do this kind of thing, it goes against your status as a professional soldier."
"Bah!" The wealthy man spat with his eyes widened: "Who the hell are you? Why did I just rob you? Elf, find a pair of denim clothes for this guy with scars on his face to wear."
The big Russian man Elf didn't understand why his boss asked him to find jeans, but he must have his reasons for doing so. The boss's decision is always the right one, no matter before, now or in the future.
A set of tattered denim clothes was dug out from somewhere, and there was a smell of machine oil and sea fish on it, which was pungent to the nose.
The wealthy man hugged his arms and watched Hong Scar put on his jeans with several guns pointed at his head. His face instantly lit up with joy, and he was extremely happy.
"Cowboys, haha, I like cowboys the most." The rich man licked his lips and said with excitement: "The following is the American cowboy legend drama: The Gay Friend the Cowboy Loved!"
While he was talking, Elf, who was wearing jeans, was dragging Hong Scar towards the deck. At the same time, he took off the only underwear of another American soldier and ordered him to raise his butt towards Hong Scar at gunpoint...