(gouyu island is not a typo. If you understand the reason, I won't say more!)
"It's such a place. It's a life and death struggle. Why?" Yang Feng shook his head. At this time, he was on hook fish island. When he said to ask Quan kitten to send him here, Quan kitten was surprised! It's like seeing aliens. One second ago, the goods were still thinking of using the working people as a cover. The next second, they're going to live alone at sea. Isn't this looking for death? He didn't believe that Yang Feng would be safe when he got there. The place was a problem now. He had to fight alone when he went. However, seeing Yang Feng's determination and with the consent of Wang Qiushui, he sent Yang Feng over as soon as possible.
"It's a matter of dignity," Quan said seriously.
"OK, OK! No matter what the problem is, it's my problem now. Go back." Yang Feng smiled and sent Quan kittens away.
"Are you sure you have no problem staying here?" asked Quan kitten.
"Is this our territory?" Yang Feng asked.
"Of course," replied Quan.
"That's no problem. As long as it's China's territory, I think neither the United States nor Japan will use missiles, so I'll be fine." Yang Feng said arrogantly.
Kitten Quan had nothing to say. She left by boat. Yang Feng wandered around and began to camp on this small island with only four square kilometers. The tent was put up and the stove was lit. It looked like Yang Feng was going to be stationed for a long time.
"Where?" after receiving a call from Yang Feng, Dong Yuxin asked curiously. It can call her and prove that it is basically safe.
"Hook fish island," Yang Feng said with a smile.
"Hook fish island, why did you go to hook fish island?" Dong Yuxin was very curious. Why did you go to hook fish island.
"Fishing!" said Yang Feng.
"Be careful, don't be eaten by big fish." Dong Yuxin understood a little and said with a smile.
"No problem. You should pay more attention at home, especially to Mengmeng." Yang Feng told him.
"Don't worry! If anyone dares to make trouble, I will make his regretful intestines white." Dong Yuxin has great confidence in his strength.
"OK, that's it. I'll get some food. Maybe I'll have to fight soon." Yang Feng smiled and hung up the phone and went to the island last night. It's estimated that it won't be long before Japan will find him as an island keeper.
Having had enough to eat and drink, no one took care of him. Yang Feng was really bored. He set up a five-star red flag at the top, got a computer, put the national anthem, lay on the couch and basked in the sun.
"Boo!" the whistle sounded. Yang Feng opened his eyes and closed his eyes. However, Tianyan observed the surrounding situation. When people entered the range of 200 meters, he opened his eyes. This should be the person from the Japanese coast guard and the Japanese flag on the ship.
Although Japanese can be understood, Yang Feng pretended not to understand, showed a dazed look, and asked in Chinese, "what do you say, I can't understand."
The two sides exchanged for a while, but they couldn't communicate. Yang Feng laughed in his heart. The other party suddenly didn't play with him and directly announced: "he illegally entered the territory of Japan and is now arrested."
"Bang bang!" Yang Feng raised his feet and put the two people down. The others were stupid and hurried to take out their batons. The other party still had the spirit of Bushido. Look at him alone, unarmed and didn't use a gun.
"Come on!" Yang Feng provocatively hooked his fingers. The remaining seven people winked at each other and surrounded Yang Feng. There was no bushido spirit. Yang Feng wanted to fight alone with them, but he was not afraid of group fighting.
Yang Feng suddenly moved, jumped forward for two steps, stretched out his hand, grabbed a person's wrist, squeezed it hard, and the baton came into his own hands. He gave him a foot, so he lay down, turned around and knocked forward with the baton, directly knocked down one.
"Get up! What about your bushido spirit?" Yang Feng asked in Japanese. It was a naked humiliation, so they all struggled, but Yang Feng hit too hard, and no one could stand up,
"Baga!" in the angry scolding, someone touched the pistol on his waist.
"Eight, your sister!" Yang Feng quickly took his hand and directly knocked this arm in two, so that without the strength to shoot, he put everyone's guns down and let people stand in a row. Looking at the appearance of daring to be angry but not to speak, he was proud at the bottom of his heart!
"Take off your clothes!" Yang Feng shouted, stunned one by one.
"Two choices, one is to take off your clothes, the other is to break your bones into pieces, and then I'll take them off for you." Yang Feng smiled gently, shook his baton and said.
"Start with the one on the far left!" seeing that the people were silent, Yang Feng began to act. The one on the far left was the unlucky guy whose arm was broken by Yang Feng. Yang Feng stepped on the ground with one foot and knocked the baton on on his other arm. When he heard a scream like killing a pig, Yang Feng was merciless and knocked one after another, really breaking the bones.
"Stop it, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated." someone shouted dissatisfied. Yang Feng turned his head and knocked down another one.
Backbone, this kind of thing needs a heavy price. Few people can resist it. Under Yang Feng's cruel means, all these people finally took off, leaving only a pair of underwear. Yang Feng asked them to walk to the beach together. When they got to the beach, Yang Feng took out a pen, wrote a word on their backs, stood in a row to take pictures, and then rushed to the water, They were picked up by their boat. There was nothing wrong with Yang Feng. Yang Feng returned and continued to lie down. Although it didn't take much effort to beat these people, there must be support for a while.
"Your sister!" Yang Feng hurriedly hid behind the stone. When they returned to the ship, they fired at him with machine guns. If it weren't for the existence of heavenly eyes, they would be killed by random guns.
"Pa!" when hiding behind the stone, Yang Feng took two pistols and raised his hand. The one who controlled the machine gun was directly shot in the head. This range and shooting method scared a lot of people and dared not come out after hiding in the bunker.
After waiting for a while, I may think Yang Feng's shot was covered, another shot was fired, another bullet hit the head, another fell down, two shot dead, this time, no one dared to show his head, and the patrol ship left quickly.
"Woo!" he blew the muzzle, and Yang Feng said proudly, "don't play with the gun for me. I'm a sharpshooter."
Half an hour later, a larger ship came over, still hanging the Japanese flag, dressed against the shore, and more than 20 people came up, all carrying semi-automatic rifles, and surrounded Yang Feng with vigilance.
Yang Feng was tangled. Should he shoot directly or solve it with his fist? After thinking about it, he thought it was better to be polite before the soldiers. He shouted "I surrender, don't shoot" in Japanese. Tianyan stared at these people, threw out the pistol, raised his hands and stood up slowly.
"Bang!" it's better to start first. Besides, it's not that Yang Feng started first, but that he is fast. He punches down one, kicks back, and another flies out. He moves quickly and walks around people. Under this high pressure, someone finally couldn't help shooting. The bullet was shot on his own person, and the shooter was killed by Yang Feng.
"Stop!" someone shouted anxiously, but they had eaten, and four people were shot on the ground.
After collecting the weapons, Yang Feng said sympathetically, "go! Carry your people down for treatment."
From going to the island to leaving, only ten minutes later, four people fell, and three of them still thought they were hurt. In this snatch war, they ended in failure. When these people returned to the ship, Yang Feng was very smart and hid directly behind the stone. The other party was very face-saving and swept them directly with machine guns.
"Shit!" Yang Feng scolded depressed. He had never seen such a person looking for death. If he wanted to die himself, he would complete him. He shot continuously with a pistol and killed all the outcrops. No one dared to come out at this time.
"Next time!" Yang Feng thought and shook his head. It is estimated that the next time he comes to take care of him, he won't be an ordinary policeman.
A speedboat approached the island quickly. Yang Feng looked through a telescope. There were only a few people on the speedboat. They came down from a cargo ship not far away. I think it should be from the United States. When they were close, they landed and swaggered towards Yang Feng.
When they were close to 200 meters, Yang Feng raised his hand and shot them at their feet. They all stopped, looked at Yang Feng's hiding place and shouted, "we have no malice. Can we come out and talk?"
"Report your identity," Yang Feng shouted.
"CIA, Taylor," said the taller one on the left.
"Locke." the man on the right also answered.
"Say the purpose," Yang Feng said again.
"Let's invite village head Yang to the United States. If village head Yang is willing, we will provide the best land and the best employees for Yang village station," Taylor said.
"The condition is very good, but I'm not interested." Yang Feng smiled and refused. Someone has told him this condition. It's meaningless to mention it again at this moment.
"If Mr. Yang promised to go to the United States with us, we can not investigate all the things that happened in the United States," Locke said.
"What if not?" Yang Feng asked.
"If Mr. Yang insists on refusing to let us go back, we can only offend," Locke said.
"Give you a chance to call more people back." Yang Feng smiled.
"No, we're enough," Taylor said.
"Yes, I like people with confidence most." Yang Feng smiled. When he lifted his hand, he shot two shots. It was very arrogant. The two escaped.
"You are not the only strong man in the world. Soon you will regret your decision, but there is no chance. In a person's life, there is only one chance." Taylor's voice came from behind a stone. When he spoke, Locke was quickly coming from one side to Yang Feng's back. Seeing this scene, Yang Feng smiled and wanted to ambush him, That's not gonna work.
"Poof poof!" Yang Feng threw out several smoke bombs, and Yang Feng began to move. The gunfire kept ringing, but none of the bullets could concentrate Taylor and Locke. They hid very well. Yang Feng could see that this was not Kung Fu, but a natural vigilance, or the result of the day after tomorrow's exercise.
"Bang!" his fists and feet intersected. Yang Feng occupied another in strength. He punched Locke out. Taylor took out a pistol and raised his hand to give Yang Feng two shots. He even judged Yang Feng's position through his voice.
"Pa!" Taylor exposed himself while shooting. Yang Feng also fired a shot. He couldn't shoot the second shot. The last bullet in the gun had been shot out.
"Are you hurt?" Yang Feng asked deliberately. In fact, through the heavenly eye, he saw that although the bullet had not completely focused on Taylor, it still scratched the skin on his leg, and it was not shallow.