Desert Island Survival: A Hundredfold Improvement After Having a Baby?

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap almost drowned out the sound of the waves.

The smile on Wang Laoliu's face froze, and his outstretched arms remained suspended in mid-air.

He stared at Xu Zhixia, thinking, "Is this a doctor? She's so strong."

"Wang Laoliu, aren't you a professional mercenary?"

"Since it's a profession, didn't your boss train you? Shouldn't you have a sense of commitment?"

Wang Laoliu turned his head back, revealing a clear five-finger mark on his face.

Instead of getting angry, he stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth where he had been hit, his lewdness growing even stronger.

"interesting."

"That's fucking interesting."

He lowered his arm, but instead of retaliating, he took a step forward, almost pressing himself against Xu Zhixia.

"I like you just the way you are."

"When intellectuals get angry, they have a scholarly air about them, which is completely different from those women who only know how to throw tantrums. It has a unique charm."

Wang Laoliu's gaze roamed unabashedly over her face, neck, and chest.

"I just love pinning a calm and rational woman like you to the ground, watching you cry, listening to you scream... even your screams should have a scholarly air about them..."

As he spoke, his rough hand reached out and touched Xu Zhixia's face.

Xu Zhixia instinctively wanted to retreat, but there were reefs behind her, leaving her nowhere to go.

Just as that dirty hand was about to touch Xu Zhixia's delicate skin.

"Wang Laoliu, you not only sold me out, but you also want to touch my woman?" A voice interrupted him.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Lin Fan.

"Lin Fan!"

Song Ya's crying stopped abruptly. She couldn't believe her eyes and rubbed them hard, but the figure was still standing there clearly.

Overjoyed instantly washed away all her despair and sorrow, and tears welled up again, this time tears of joy.

Wang Laoliu's outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

That kid...

He's still alive?!

Jumping off such a high reef, below are hidden reefs that could shatter bones, and man-eating undercurrents.

How is that possible?

"Looks like you're quite the big shot while I'm away." Lin Fan walked onto the beach.

Wang Laoliu looked at Lin Fan with nothing but question marks and fear in his eyes.

This kid's as tough as a cockroach!

His gaze fell on the gun in Lin Fan's hand. Almost without hesitation, he turned around abruptly and grabbed Song Ya, who was still in a daze of ecstasy.

"Well!"

Song Ya was choked by his immense strength and could hardly breathe.

Wang Laoliu locked her neck with his arm, shielding her in front of him. At the same time, he drew a dagger from his waist with his other hand and pressed the blade against Song Ya's neck.

"Don't move!"

Old Wang and Old Liu growled at Lin Fan, the lewdness and smugness on their faces vanishing without a trace.

"If you take one more step forward, I'll bleed her dry!"

He used Song Ya's body as a shield, retreating little by little, trying to create a safe distance.

Lin Fan stopped in his tracks.

He looked at Song Ya, who was being held hostage, and then at Wang Laoliu, who looked wary, and suddenly laughed.

"Wang Laoliu, do you think you've already won?"

"Shut the fuck up!" Wang Laoliu's eyes were sinister. "You have a gun, I have a hostage. If you've got the guts, shoot now."

He was certain that Lin Fan wouldn't dare.

Although this intern is ruthless, he seems to still have a ridiculous amount of affection for his own people.

"Shoot! You think you're so tough? Shoot here!" Wang Laoliu tapped Song Ya's fair neck with his dagger, leaving a faint red mark.

"Let's see if we can hit it."

"Lin Fan...don't worry about me..." Song Ya said. As long as Lin Fan was alive, that was enough for her.

"If you're a man, let her go."

Lin Fan looked at Wang Laoliu and slowly said, "Let's have a one-on-one fight."

Wang Laoliu was stunned for a moment, then let out a low, cold laugh.

One-on-one?

A recent graduate intern is going to have to take on a professional assassin who crawled out of a pile of corpses.

"Kid, has your brain been soaked in seawater?"

Lin Fan ignored his taunts and threw the pistol far away.

For Lin Fan, he might not be able to hit the gun accurately, so losing it would actually lower Wang Laoliu's guard.

Wang Laoliu's laughter stopped.

Song Ya and Xu Zhixia were both stunned.

He...he threw the gun away?

That's their only hope right now!

"idiot."

Wang Laoliu looked at the gun on the sand, his contempt almost overflowing.

He even gave up his only weapon for survival for a woman.

What a complete idiot.

Close combat?

In the African jungle, Wang Laoliu once snapped the neck of a rebel with his bare hands.

In the street fighting in the Middle East, a dagger was used to silently slit the throats of seven people.

He's killed more people than this kid has eaten.

This intern is indeed quite intelligent, and his skills are far superior to those of the average person.

But so what?

In the face of absolute strength and experience, any fancy tricks are utter nonsense.

"Kid, you're really tough."

Wang Laoliu stared at Lin Fan, the muscles on his face twitching slightly with excitement.

"But you're really stupid too."

The moment he finished speaking, Wang Laoliu shoved Song Ya away from him.

He certainly had time to kill Song Ya with one strike and then attack Lin Fan.

But if he did that, he would have one less offering when the snake came out next time, so keeping this little white flower in front of him is still useful.

He didn't look at the discarded pistol again, nor did he give Lin Fan any more time to react.

In his view, the battle was over.

He charged straight toward Lin Fan at an astonishing speed completely disproportionate to his size!

Without any unnecessary movements, he held the knife in his right hand, relying on his past experience, and could deliver a fatal blow to Lin Fan the instant he got close...