Lang Shuoyang saw that this man had a turban wrapped around his head and his face was lined with wrinkles. It might be because he went to sea for a long time when he was young. The skin on his face had been somewhat chapped by the sea breeze, but his complexion looked rosy. There was a thick silvery color on his chin.
The beard looks very strong.
The old man narrowed his eyes and glanced at Lang Shuoyang, his expression suddenly changed, "Mao Mao'er? How dare you bring outsiders to our island?"
"No, Grandpa Zu, this sister also arrived at our island yesterday and rescued me. Otherwise, I would have been captured by the Zhenhai Gang." Mao Maoer quickly explained.
The old man waved his hand and did not let Maomao continue. Instead, he stood up, walked around Lang Shuoyang a few times, and asked, "Girl, where are you from?"
"Old island owner, it doesn't matter where I come from. What matters is that I have landed on your island now. Moreover, I really want to get out, but under the current circumstances, I can't get out at all. You don't have to doubt me,
I asked Mao Maoer to bring me to you just because I want to discuss something with you."
The old island owner waved his hand and said, "I'm old. Since you saved Mao Mao'er, you can live with Mao Mao'er. Now I am the Great Elder in name only, and most of the people on the island are gone. What's the matter with you guys?
You decide for yourself. I'll stay here and hide for a day to survive. If one day I'm discovered by those brats from the Zhenhai Gang, I'll kill myself. Maomao'er, lead this girl away."
"No, old island owner, do you just want to watch the people on Tianbao Island die at the hands of the Zhenhai Gang?" Lang Shuoyang asked.
The old island owner coughed again and snorted coldly, "What can I do if I don't want to?"
"Stand up and fight with them. I am here today to discuss this matter with you. If none of you take the initiative, I will do so. But please ask the old island owner to inform the remaining people on the island and let them all listen to me.
Yes. I have a way to drive out the Zhenhai Gang people." Lang Shuoyang swore and patted his chest.
After hearing this, the old island owner's expression changed again. Two gleams of light suddenly emitted from his originally cloudy eyes. His body suddenly turned, his hand was like lightning, his fingers bent, and he pinched Lang Shuoyang's throat.
Lang Shuoyang never expected that the decrepit old island owner would suddenly take action, and at such a fast speed, he was definitely a good man.
It's a pity that Lang Shuoyang's skills are much worse now and he still has internal injuries. Even Lang Zixuan's physical strength was much better before. When he saw the old island master taking action, he quickly dodged back. But in the end, he was pinched by the old island master.
It stuck in the throat.
The old island owner's hands were so bony that they looked like pliers, which made Lang Shuoyang blush.
Mao Maoer was shocked and speechless, but he quickly reacted and shouted, "Grandpa Zu, what are you doing? Let go."
The old island owner relaxed a little, and Lang Shuoyang was able to speak while coughing.
The old island owner sneered, "Are you from the Zhenhai gang? Do you want to deceive all the people on our island and catch them all in one fell swoop?"
Lang Shuoyang coughed violently and forced a smile, "I didn't expect that the old island owner is still a master. With such skill, he didn't protect your islanders, but came to deal with me, a weak woman."
After Lang Shuoyang said this, he wanted to slap himself in the mouth. Why is it so natural to call myself a weak woman now? Do I have to forget my own identity? I am a man, a pure man!
The old island owner's beard curled up and he said, "Don't do this. How many fights can I do at my age? I can't save them."
"Old island owner, let go. If I were a member of the Zhenhai Gang, since I could find you, I would have led someone to capture you long ago. I will use you as bait when the time comes. I am not afraid that the islanders will not come out." Lang Shuoyang curled his lips.
, said disdainfully.
The old island owner thought for a while and seemed to think that what Lang Shuoyang said made sense, so he put his hand down.
As soon as his arm was taken off, he immediately returned to his old appearance and even coughed a few times.
Lang Shuoyang cursed in his heart, you old fox, you really can pretend.
The old island owner waved his hand, "I believe for the time being that you are not from the Zhenhai Gang, but you don't want me to call the islanders out and fight with you against the Zhenhai Gang. That's not asking for death. You and Mao Maoer hurry up
Go back, be careful not to be seen by the Zhenhai Gang."
Lang Shuoyang was a little annoyed, "Old island owner, how on earth can you believe me? If we keep waiting like this, we will die sooner or later."
"Yes, Grandpa Zu, just believe in Sister Zixuan." Mao Maoer also said.
"It's my Tianbao Island's business to wait for death and it has nothing to do with outsiders. Mao Mao'er, take this girl out of here quickly. I want to rest." The old island owner swayed his body and ran towards the bamboo bed.
passed.
"Sister, look, this..." Mao Maoer looked at Lang Shuoyang helplessly.
Lang Shuoyang waved his hand, "Go back first and then think of other ways."
Lang Shuoyang and Mao Maoer were about to walk out of the old island owner's cave when they heard someone crying outside. Before they had time to react, they were almost knocked down by someone rushing in from the entrance of the cave.
They hurriedly stepped aside and found that the person who came was a woman, probably in her forties. Her face was full of tears and she ran towards the old island owner crying.
The old island owner's face sank, "Daughter-in-law, what are you doing? Are you so loud that you are not afraid of attracting people from the Zhenhai Gang?"
It was okay if the old island owner didn't say that. When he said this, the strong wife burst into tears.
Mao Maoer went over to comfort her, "Auntie, what happened?"
The strong daughter-in-law raised her head, saw Mao Mao'er, and cried, "Mao Mao'er, it's too bad, the Zhenhai Gang took our little boy away."
"Ah?" Maomao'er was very anxious after hearing this and looked at me.
Lang Shuoyang waved his hand, "Xiao Niuzi, just take it away, as long as everything is fine."
"What are you talking about? Xiao Niuzi is aunt's biological son. He is only six years old." Mao Mao'er said anxiously.
"Daughter-in-law, when did this happen? How did the Zhenhai Gang find you?" The old island owner also came over and asked.
"Not long after it happened, I let Xiao Niuzi play in the cave. I didn't pay attention, and the child ran out secretly. When I went out to look for him again, I found the people from the Zhenhai Gang. They had already given Xiao Niuzi to
I caught him, put him in a pocket, and carried him away. I wanted to catch up at that time, but I was stopped by the people on the island, saying that I could only die and not be able to save Xiao Niuzi." said Da Zhuang's daughter-in-law.
Said while crying.
"But... my wife, you know, there is nothing I can do about it? Xiao Niuzi is not the first child to be taken away..."
The words of the old island owner brought louder cries from the strong wife.