Tang Feng was startled, looking at the horrified expression of the leader of the Vietnamese gang. He didn't understand what was going on. Following his gaze, Tang Feng turned his head with difficulty and looked out of the railing. He saw a cliff directly in front of the yacht.
It is more than 20 meters high, with strange protruding rocks, and the yacht is quickly crashing into the cliff.
"Hurry up and turn the helm!" The leader of the Vietnamese gang screamed, using his hands and feet, he crawled towards the cabin. Tang Feng sat on the spot and did not move. In his opinion, it was meaningless at all. With the situation between him and the boss of the Vietnamese gang,
Even if he had enough strength to climb into the cabin, he would probably have hit the cliff before he could turn the steering wheel sharply.
The boss of the Vietnamese gang crawled desperately, but he used the last bit of strength in his body to crawl out three meters away. He lay on the ground exhausted, panting heavily, looked back and saw that Tang Feng was still there.
Sitting, he roared: "What are you doing? Do you really want to die?"
The corner of Tang Feng's mouth twitched, and he looked pitifully at the leader of the Vietnamese gang. He did not say anything, but stood up holding on to the railing. He raised his eyes and looked at the cliff that was getting closer. He gritted his teeth, turned over, and folded down on the deck.
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Plop! Tang Feng plunged into the sea, and his body sank rapidly in the sea water. He only started to float up after sinking a full five meters.
Seeing Tang Feng jump into the sea, the leader of the Vietnamese gang panicked. He first looked at the cabin six or seven meters away, and then at the clearly visible cliff. He roared and began to climb desperately to the railing.
Tang Feng had just risen to the surface of the sea. It didn't take long before he heard a splash in front of him. The leader of the Vietnamese gang was dancing wildly with his hands and feet, screaming and falling into the sea.
He smiled and waded in the sea on his back, trying to save his energy and let his body move with the waves.
After waiting for a while, the leader of the Vietnamese gang also came up. He stepped on the water with his legs, exposed his head, and looked straight at the yacht getting closer and closer to the cliff.
"Boom -" the yacht hit the cliff, making a deafening noise, and then there was another earth-shattering explosion. The yacht turned into a ball of fire and rose up under the cliff.
"Alas!" The boss of the Vietnamese gang sighed, and looked back at Tang Feng. He had to be convinced that in the most critical moment, Tang Feng could still remain calm and decisively make the most reasonable choice. This was better than his own
A bit higher.
"Boy, where is this place?" The leader of the Vietnamese gang looked at both sides of the cliff. On the right, there was a beach, but it was at least three or four hundred meters away from where he was.
Tang Feng rolled his eyes at him and said, "I don't know."
He was telling the truth. He and the leader of the Vietnamese gang had been fighting on the yacht for several hours. They lost control and the yacht sailed for so long. He didn't know where it ended up. Besides, he had never seen this cliff before.
I must have never been to this place before.
"You don't know?" the leader of the Vietnamese gang screamed: "Aren't you from the Big Circle Gang? Aren't you familiar with the surrounding environment?"
Tang Feng was too lazy to pay attention to him. Talking to him was a waste of energy. He continued to lie flat, not far from the leader of the Vietnamese gang, slowly drifted past, and went straight to the beach.
It was a small island, with a beach on one side and cliffs on the other. The island was green and lush, and there seemed to be a forest. Regardless of whether Tang Feng had been here before or not, he had to go ashore first, otherwise he would not be able to survive until he had some strength.
No more, the day is not far away when the rescuer will be buried in the belly of the fish.
Seeing that he was silent and floating slowly to the island, the leader of the Vietnamese gang also followed suit. He closed his mouth and imitated Tang Feng, lying flat on the water, swinging his feet and drifting with the current.
Even though the distance was only three to four hundred meters, the two of them drifted for a full two hours before they were washed ashore.
Lying on the beach, Tang Feng and the Vietnamese gang leader's bodies were really at the point of collapse. They closed their eyes almost at the same time and fell asleep.
After an unknown amount of time, Tang Feng woke up. He turned his eyes and saw a starry night sky. The sky was clean, and the starlight made the night sky no longer so dark, but dark blue. He did not immediately
He sat up instead of lying on the ground, quietly feeling his body.
He only felt that there was not a muscle in his body that was not sore, and not a bone that was not soft. Tang Feng understood that this was the sequelae of excessive physical exertion, and it would take at least three days to return to normal.
He sat up from the beach with difficulty, twisted his neck, turned around and found the leader of the Vietnamese gang lying not far from him, motionless, like a dead man. Like a dead man, after all, he was not a dead man.
At least his stomach was still heaving. Tang Feng moved his wrist, and a dagger fell into his palm. With his hands and knees on the ground, he slowly and silently crawled toward the leader of the Vietnamese gang.
"It's so beautiful!" The leader of the Vietnamese gang opened his eyes at some point, looked at the starry sky, and exclaimed.
Hearing the rustling, he turned around and saw that Tang Feng was crawling towards him. His eyes were full of murderous light and murderous intent. He smiled bitterly, stepped back, waved his hand and said, "Boy, we have reached this stage now. Let's go."
Stop fighting."
Tang Feng was stunned for a moment, then he heard the figure and asked with a smile: "What do you mean?"
The leader of the Vietnamese gang sighed, looked around, and said: "Neither you nor I have been to this island, so we don't know if it's dangerous. So, the sooner we leave, the better. What do you think?"
Tang Feng thought for a while, nodded, quietly put the dagger back, turned around, and sat on the beach.
Seeing that he gave up the attack, the leader of the Vietnamese gang sighed. He put his hand into his arms, touched it for a long time, frowned and said: "Oops, my phone is missing."
When Tang Feng heard this, he laughed and said: "It seems that you can't call your subordinates!" As he said, he put his hand into his pocket, took out his mobile phone, and said with a smile: "You will become my
prisoners!"
The leader of the Vietnamese gang suddenly became sharp-eyed. He stared at the mobile phone in Tang Feng's hand, shouted angrily, and flew towards it.
His target was not Tang Feng, but his mobile phone. If it was snatched by him so easily, then Tang Feng would no longer be Tang Feng.
Tang Feng rolled on the spot to avoid the leader of the Vietnamese gang, then turned around and kicked towards the opponent's face. The boss of the Vietnamese gang did not care about his face at this time, rolled and crawled out of the way, and met Tang Feng again
Fighting together.
In normal times, a mobile phone would be nothing to the two of them. Even if they were given one as a gift, they would not look at it twice. But now, the situation is completely different. Who can control the mobile phone and who can make calls?
A phone call is tantamount to sentencing another person to death.
For this mobile phone, the two fought fiercely on the beach, tearing each other up and fighting to the death.
In the end, the two of them fought to the point of exhaustion, and neither could do anything to the other. The leader of the Vietnamese gang lay on the ground with a gray face, panting heavily and saying in despair: "Boy, please call."