Cheng Qianxun was going to pick up the harpoon made from tree branches, but Sneijder, who had taken off only his underwear, grabbed the harpoon with a smile: "It's inconvenient for you to fish, so you'd better string the fish on the shore."
Gordon also said to Locke: "You can also skewer the fish.
You don't need to wash them.
Just skewer them all."
Sneijder became more and more interested and joked: "Zombies are not so particular about hygiene."
Rudolf obviously didn't want to go into the water: "I'll rub the straw rope."
He walked to the side to look for hay or vines that could string fish together.
Gordon, Regal, and Sneed, the three men stripped almost naked and stood in the water holding harpoons to catch fish.
The big muscles on the strong body are very pleasing to the eye.
When they were concentrating on the fish in the river, even the most ordinary-looking Gordon had such a serious look that made women look at him more.
"Wow!"
Gordon inserted the harpoon hard and fast.
When he raised the harpoon, a fish weighing about three kilograms was penetrated.
The body was twisted vividly on the tip, and the tail was swung everywhere.
"Three" Gordon tore the fish from the harpoon and threw it ashore.
"Awesome" Sneijder stared and raised his thumb.
"I also have two, let's see who catches the most in the end."
Reger did his part and raised the harpoon, aiming it at the fish in the river, waiting for the opportunity.
Cheng Qianxun, who was at the water's edge, quickly held down the fish that Gordon threw up with his hands, picked up the vine that Rudolf had prepared and cut into half a meter in length, pulled open one side of the fish's gills, and passed the vine through.
There are already two fish on it.
Two more can be tied up, and another vine can be used to skewer the fish.
Two more fish were thrown over almost at the same time, and Locke also picked up a skewer.
There were indeed many more fish here than elsewhere.
Cheng Qianxun hopes to keep one by then.
If he makes a pot of fish soup at night, it will be very delicious.
"There seems to be a misunderstanding between us."
Seeing that the other men were busy, Locke squatted next to her and said softly.
"Oh" Cheng Qianxun sneered: "Obviously it doesn't seem to be a misunderstanding, but a prejudice.
If it is a misunderstanding, you dare to curse and swear that you did not kill Steve.
If you killed him, whether it was directly or indirectly , whether intentionally or unintentionally, as long as you did it, you are willing to accept any punishment: be burned to death, drowned in water, or bitten to death by zombies."
Locke's face turned pale.
He swallowed nervously and nervously, stood up suddenly, looked at Cheng Qianxun condescendingly, and said viciously: "Don't be so arrogant.
Do you think you can save your life by pleasing other men?
You are If you can’t get out, either today or tomorrow, you will definitely be eliminated by Satan.”
"Really?"
Cheng Qianxunhao stood up without fear and faced the counterattack: "Even if I die, I will die behind you.
I want to watch your ears, lips, and hands bitten off by zombies.
The meat was bitten off."
"Shut up."
Locke obviously had something on his mind and his face turned pale.
Seeing him like this, Cheng Qianxun felt the pleasure of revenge, and faced this despicable man with a contemptuous and sarcastic expression and tone: "I swear, if I can't see this, I will never die.
I will definitely Seeing you is even worse than Steve."
With a "pop" sound, Cheng Qianxun was slapped hard and fell to the ground.
After Gordon heard the noise in the water, he turned around and yelled: "What are you doing?"
This made Locke afraid to do anything again.
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The three men in the water quickly came up with water.
Reger helped Cheng Qianxun, who was still lying on the ground, and asked with concern: "How is it?"
At this time Rudolph stood aside and watched quietly without speaking.
"This, this is not my fault."
Locke took a deep breath, his face turned blue and white for a while: "She said it too viciously, so I didn't hold back my temper."
"No, it's okay..."
Cheng Qianxun's body was shaking in Regel's arms.
The left side of his face was red and swollen after being beaten, and he felt burning pain.
She shook her head suddenly, but there were still black dots in front of her eyes, like a swarm of small insects flying around.
"You can't control your temper, can you?"
Sneijder smiled at Locke, but his smile was obviously a little different from usual.
He started, very fast, and hit Locke's side of the face with a hard and heavy fist, which made Locke fall to the ground.
Sneijder walked over as if he was still angry.
Gordon was about to stop him when he was stopped by Regel.
Reger held Cheng Qianxun with one hand and raised his other arm, looking at Gordon with a hint of sinisterness.
Locke also deserved a beating, so Gordon didn't step forward anymore and just stood there and watched.
"You pimp, you beat me until I bleed."
Locke sat up, wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and screamed when he saw red.
Sneed knelt down, grabbed Locke's sweatshirt on his chest, and looked at him coldly.
"What are you doing?"
Locke had never seen Sneijder like this before.
He was so frightened that he stammered and looked at the others as if asking for help: "You, you can't let him do this."
"Yes, I am a pimp," Sneijder said to Locke in an extremely gloomy tone: "But I have never hit a woman in my life.
Women are meant to be loved, spoiled, even played with. , used to make money, not used to beat me, the police Sue you, if I find you dare to hit Cheng again, I will kick your legs off.
Don't forget, when everyone wanted to abandon you, Cheng advocated keeping you, and Steve, who was killed by you, reached out.
I picked you up, you are a scumbag who is worse than a pimp."
Locke's face turned pale with fright, and he nodded mechanically after a while.
"Very good, I'll keep an eye on you."
Sneijder finally held back his anger, let go of his hand, dropped Locke and went to Cheng Qianxun and asked, "How is it?"
"It's quite swollen."
Regel also glared at Locke angrily: "What she said didn't mean to kill you.
You are really promising."
"I'm going to pick up branches."
Seeing that the situation had calmed down, Rudolph found an excuse and walked away.
Locke was sent to fish by Gordon, and Sneijder accompanied Cheng Qianxun.
But Sneijder told her not to do anything, and all the fish that were thrown up were skewered first.
Cheng Qianxun took out a roll of gauze from the tool bag, pulled off a little, soaked it with water, and sat aside to cover the red and swollen side of his face with the wet gauze to reduce swelling.
Looking at Sneijder, she became even more worried.
Locke gave her a slap in the face, which might be a good thing.
Gordon and Regal might pay more attention to her.
But Sneijder is more likely to be plotted, and someone may die again today.
Suddenly, I suddenly remembered what the Black Winged Angel said: "There will be death every time."
Is this an allusion to death happening every day?
If you must die, let Locke die.
Then use any method to make him die and drug him, but no one has sleeping pills, and there are only some antibiotics in the kit.
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Kill him.
Sneed has a small pistol there. . .
"Cheng, Cheng..."
Cheng Qianxun was thinking when Sneijder woke her up and shook his head seriously at her: "Don't be like this
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