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Chapter 148 The mantis catches the cicada, followed by the oriole.

Chapter 148 The mantis catches the cicada, followed by the oriole.

Chapter 148 The mantis catches the cicada, followed by the oriole.

Wang Zhi led his people to occupy the entire island and set up all kinds of weapons. As long as any suspicious person dared to approach, they would definitely go all out.

Mo Fan took Luo Zixin and quickly found a boat, and the two went up one after the other.

Mo Fan solved the people on board and took the dominant position.

When he left in the boat, Wang Zhi was a little dumbfounded.

This is the only means of transportation to go out. The other ships have been destroyed, and this is the only one left.

He wanted to ask for help, but he couldn't get rid of that face. He had too many worries in his heart, afraid that if he asked for help, the other party would not answer him.

Watching the ship leave, he took out his latest mobile phone and wanted to call for help.

But God seemed to be playing tricks on him. He took out his cell phone, but there was no signal at all.

"What a bit of a fucking back."

Wang Zhi couldn't help cursing, and threw the phone heavily on the ground on the spot.

The teammates didn't dare to speak, for fear that this violent master would drag the anger in his heart onto them.

A heavy downpour drenched them until they were soaked in water, and their dissatisfaction rose to a new level.

But other than standing still and roaring, I couldn't think of any solution.

Mo Fan drove the boat for a day and a night, and finally saw a nearby island, so he docked the boat.

It was a little different from the route they took when they came, but he couldn't care too much about the urgent matter.

After taking the people down, I saw the harvest of several villagers, all of which were some fish, and the villagers here lived by fishing.

They will be taken to nearby market towns to be sold. Some profiteers will come in person and collect these fish and shrimps at extremely low prices to earn the price difference.

As soon as the two of them landed, they attracted the attention of the people around them. They were a small island, the scenery was not very good, and the means of transportation were also backward. The only means of travel was the boat floating on the sea.

Few people from other places will come here. There are dozens of families on the island, all of whom live by fishing.

Business used to be good, and there were many species in the sea, but with overfishing, there were almost no fish, and they could barely make ends meet.

The government has also offered to help them rebuild their homes and allow them to leave this impoverished island.

But they are unwilling, thinking that this is the place where they were born and raised, even if it is a hundred years later, they will die here.

Mo Fan was still looking at it, only to hear a plop behind him, a woman in brown, holding a fish in her hand, fell straight to the ground.

She twitched all over, foaming from her mouth, her eyes became empty and her pupils shrank sharply.

The relatives around her gave her first aid, but it was of no avail. The breathing gradually became weak, and even became dispensable.

"What should I do, old woman, please don't let anything happen, otherwise this family will definitely not be able to live on."

The old man next to him was crying so hard that Yohe's skin became particularly dazzling under the sunlight.

They were born in poverty for generations, and it is common for them to become sick from overwork.

There are no hospitals on the island, and you can only survive on your own when you get sick on weekdays.

It takes a whole day to go to the nearby towns by boat, and the people have long since disappeared.

"Don't move her body!"

Mo Fan quickly ran over and helped her up. His fingers ran across her stomach, and a puff of gas pushed the stuff out of her throat.

A small fish like a thumb jumped out of her throat and struggled on the ground several times.

When the old woman was tidying up the fish just now, the little fish jumped directly into her throat while struggling.

Because she couldn't breathe and fainted, the old man thought she was sick from overwork and gave her first aid.

But with her blushing face, Mo Fan realized that something was wrong. She must have eaten something stuck in her throat, causing short-term breathing difficulties.

After the old woman was able to breathe freely, there were tears in her eyes. The feeling that she was about to die made her terrified now.

She is not afraid of death, but she is afraid that after she dies, no one in the family will take care of her. Her poor little grandson is only two years old this year.

"Thank you savior, thank you..."

The old woman knelt on the ground excitedly and kowtowed to her in gratitude.

If it weren't for the young man in front of her to help, she might have turned into a corpse now.

"Get up quickly, it's just a little effort, don't take it to heart."

Mo Fan helped her up.

This old woman is old enough to be the grandma of the empress dowager, kneeling on the ground to kowtow to him, it really frustrates him a bit.

"Looking at your appearance, you should have come from outside, right?"

The old man saw that they were dusty and well-dressed, and they didn't look like people from the island.

"Yes, the two of us came to travel, but we got lost on the sea, so we came here."

His explanation was flawless, and he didn't want to involve these innocent people because of the jewelry matter.

So the less they know, the better.

"So it's like this, it's getting late, you should take a reasonable rest first, and when tomorrow dawns, we will go to the town to sell fish and take you out together."

The old man was very enthusiastic and insisted on inviting them to be guests at home.

Rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, and rely on the sea to eat the sea.

There are tens of thousands of lobsters outside, but here are some common meals.

Fist-sized abalones and lobsters weighing dozens of catties are their staple foods.

It was already early morning, and when they arrived at the old man's house, his family members had already rested, and they got up one after another when they heard the sound.

The small house has all the living utensils inside, but the area is not big. There are seven people living here, which can be regarded as a complete big family.

"I don't have anything good to entertain you. You can just eat some of these. If you are not in a hurry to leave tomorrow, I will come back and bring you some food."

The old man warmed a jug of good wine and poured it for them himself, and then he brought the ham he had kept to share with them.

Mo Fan had a very full meal this time, and he had a temporary place to stay.

Just when they were getting along happily, the wooden gate outside was kicked open with a bang, and many torches were burning under the dark sky.

"Go in, those people are inside, you guys block the back door, don't let them escape."

There was a lot of noise, and the good mood disappeared in an instant, and it was not someone else who broke in, but the village chief on this island.

(End of this chapter)