Heiqi was already injured, and he couldn't help but push Zhang Xiaolang half lying on the deck.

Zhang Xiaolang stood up, stared at Ming Luoyan, and slowly walked out towards Ming Luoyan with his fists.

Ming Luoyan narrowed her eyes and said, "Little Devil, why are you staring at me like this?"

Zhang Xiaolang said in a cold voice: "I don't want to worry about my business..."

"If I don't care, you will be beaten to death by this black guy..." Ming Luoyan said.

"You mean I'm not as good as him?" Zhang Xiaolang felt that his self-esteem had been severely hit.

When Tang Qi saw that the black flag was hung with a color, he hurried forward to support the black flag.

Heiqi gritted his teeth, endured the pain on his body, and said, "Junior brother, how did you get together such a sinister little fox? No wonder Aunt Cen was so angry. This girl was not a good person at first glance!"

When Ming Luoyan heard Heiqi insulting himself like this, she said angrily: "I only know that this little ghost and I are on the same boat, you are not!"

Tang Qi shouted: "Okay, I've stopped. They are all my own people. Why are they fighting for the whole time?"

Zhang Xiaolang's chest kept rising and falling, and he was a little confused for a moment. Suddenly, he snatched the iron sword from Ming Luoyan's hand.

Ming Luoyan said in surprise: "What are you going to do?"

Zhang Xiaolang raised the iron sword and inserted it hard into his stomach.

In an instant, Zhang Xiaolang's stomach opened and blood flowed throughout the deck.

The blood of Heiqi and Zhang Xiaolang were mixed on the deck, and some of them flowed to the water surface. For a moment, the water surface was stained red by the blood of the two people.

Ming Luoyan said anxiously: "Stupid little guy, why are you doing self-harm?"

She wanted to steal the iron sword from Zhang Xiaolang's hand, but Zhang Xiaolang threw the iron sword aside and endured the pain and said, "I'm not inferior to the black flag... The black flag was injured, and I was injured, we are all fair..."

Zhang Xiaolang limped to the black flag while covering the wound on his stomach.

He pushed Tang Qi away, raised his foot, and kicked it out at Heiqi's head.

Bang……

Black Flag's head slammed heavily on the deck, and his face was covered with blood.

"I'm not wrong..."

The black flag rushed up and knocked Zhang Xiaolang down with one hand.

Tang Qi cried in a hurry, and Zhang Xiao** said: "Don't come up, otherwise we must go one of them!"

Originally, Tang Qi wanted to stop him, but when he heard Zhang Xiaolang's impulsive words, he stood there and didn't dare to move.

Ming Luoyan stared at the Black Flag with cold eyes. As long as Zhang Xiaolang had any danger, Ming Luoyan was sure to kill the Black Flag with one blow.

Bang, bang, bang...

Black Flag's fist fell on Zhang Xiaolang like rain. Zhang Xiaolang raised his hand to block it. After being punched a few times, he turned over again, pressed Black Flag under his body, and began to smash it out on Black Flag's face.

The two people's bodies kept rolling around on the deck. After a while, their bodies were covered with blood and they turned into two "blood people"!

"Stop, stop hitting, stop hitting..." Tang Qi finally couldn't help crying. She found that the wounds of the two people were bleeding more and more. If this continues, it will cause death.

Tang Qi went forward to pull, but Zhang Xiaolang and Heiqi seemed to have a very tacit understanding, and at the same time stretched out their hand and pushed Tang Qi away.

Tang Qiyi sat on the deck and cried even more sadly.

Ming Luoyan picked up the iron sword again, and her hands began to tremble gently. She wanted to cut down with a sword at Heiqi's head.

The two of them were disturbing for a while...

"call……"

"ah……"

Bang.

After giving each other a heavy blow, Black Flag lay on the deck and breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Xiaolang also fell down on his back, took deep breaths, and covered the wound on his stomach with one hand.

Zhang Xiaolang looked at Heiqi with his face, and at the same time, Heiqi also happened to look at Zhang Xiaolang.

The two of them stared at each other, and after a while, the Black Flag actually grinned.

Zhang Xiaolang also closed his eyes and burst into laughter.

Tang Qi and Ming Luoyan were both confused, and the two laughed even more unscrupulously.

Zhang Xiaolang laughed loudly, but started crying as he smiled. He cried very sadly, tears mixed with blood. He reached out to wipe it, but his face became even more dirty.

Heiqi sighed, "Do you know where you are wrong?"

Zhang Xiaolang cried, "I know, I know... Next time I see my mother, I will apologize to her. I'm sorry for her. I'm wrong, I'm really wrong..."

Zhang Xiaolang could no longer care about his face. He remembered Cen Haoyue's face. He wanted to see Cen Haoyue so much that he was forced back by himself.

Heiqi's punch seemed to wake up his heart. In fact, he didn't hate Cen Haoyue so much, but why did he still act very disgusted with Cen Haoyue's appearance?

He suddenly felt that everything he had done before was meaningless.

Heiqi also let out a sigh of relief when he heard Zhang Xiaolang's words: "You know... it's good..."

He slowly rubbed his eyes, and Tang Qi's eyes turned red again, and he went over to lift the black flag.

Heiqi lay on the side of the boat, turned his head and looked at his back, and asked Tang Qi: "Is it serious?"

Tang Qi wiped his tears: "Fortunately... I saw the bone..."

Heiqi said with a bitter face: "I've seen bones... Is this a good thing?"

Tang Qi stood up again to support Zhang Xiaolang, but Ming Luoyan pushed Tang Qi away.

Tang Qi was stunned for a moment, and watched Ming Luoyan help Zhang Xiaolang up.

"Little kid, are you okay?" Ming Luoyan asked Zhang Xiaolang.

Zhang Xiaolang was still crying. He hugged Ming Luoyan, as if he was treating Ming Luoyan as Cen Haoyue, and cried: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Ming Luoyan was stunned for a moment, but still stretched out her hand and patted Zhang Xiaolang on the back: "I'm here..."

Zhang Xiaolang gently pushed Ming Luoyan away, wiped his tears, covered his stomach, sat on the deck, and sat in the blood.

Tang Qi bit his lip and asked, "Is this really okay?"

Zhang Xiaolang looked down at his wound and shook his head: "This little injury cannot die... I hope it can stay forever..."

Heiqi said with a rapid breathing: "Then... do you want to go back? It's still time to chase Aunt Cen now..."

Zhang Xiaolang shook his head, "I'll go back when she's angry..."

Ming Luoyan said angrily: "Why don't you think about the injuries on your body before you go back?"

She squatted down and reached out to take off Zhang Xiaolang's clothes.

Zhang Xiaolang's muscles were exposed to the cold wind, and he couldn't help but tremble.

Heiqi also took off his clothes. He clenched his fists and said, "Your muscles need to be practiced again, look at mine..."

Zhang Xiaolang was dissatisfied: "Bad... I have been practicing since I was a child. You are only two years older than me. Look at my muscles are natural..."

"It seems like my muscles are fake?" Tang Qi and Ming Luoyan looked at the two teenagers speechlessly. The days of surviving with their female boss on the deserted island with their female boss.
Chapter completed!