Chapter 894 My boyfriend’s kiss smells like sea water (21)

Bai Yao felt that her boyfriend was a little abnormal, not in terms of personality, but in terms of physical quality.

Every time he released his sexual desire, the next time he appeared, it was as if he had regained his energy and could pull her to indulge again.

Bai Yao knew that young men could not control themselves easily, but were his needs a little too strong?

It would be fine if they were strong, but every time he looked at her with that pitiful look, she would be too soft-hearted to refuse!

Bai Yao felt that this could not go on. If she continued like this, sooner or later she would die of exhaustion in bed, so these days, No. 7 discovered a fact: his girlfriend seemed to be avoiding her.

This is directly reflected in the fact that when he went to her room to look for her, she would say that she was asleep and asked him to go back.

Sometimes they met in the corridor, and just when No. 7 smiled, Bai Yao had already run back quickly with the suitcase, and the figure disappeared in a short while.

No. 7 was sure that his girlfriend was indeed avoiding him.

He didn't understand what he had done wrong, and walked in the corridor in a daze, and the pearls he had collected not long ago had not been given away.

A lot of things have happened on the ship recently, and everyone is scared. Meals are no longer delivered by the crew, but everyone gathers in the lobby to eat together. There is also a sense of security with more people, but the longer they stay on the deserted island, the worse their food will be.

It's not that the fish caught are inedible, but the seasoning has to be used sparingly. The more you eat, the more fishy it tastes. Many people feel sick when they see fish, but they have to eat it. Now they are not qualified to be picky.

Just yesterday, a crew member tried to paddle on the sea on a raft. Before he left very far, he was hit by a wave and was hit back. Fortunately, the crew member could swim and someone on the shore helped him, otherwise he might not be able to come back.

Although the person was fine, it also made everyone feel more desperate. Can they really only wait to die here?

In this case, the desperate people are convinced that they have no chance to go back. When all the resources on the ship are used up, they estimate that they can only live like savages.

They must plan for their future.

Master Wu also thought so. If a person stays in a bad environment for a long time, he will easily become rotten. After accepting the reality, he actually felt that it was not bad to not go back.

Xian Mingchang was definitely gone. Once he went back, he would definitely be killed by the people of the Xian family.

Master Wu did not expect to go back, but he still wanted to make his life better.

After dinner, while everyone went back to the room, Master Wu sneaked out of the room again. He planned to go to the warehouse where food was stored and steal some food that was easy to preserve and hide it.

Since Song Qingjiao's body was found in the food warehouse, the things in the house were moved to a tall and sparsely furnished room next door. When Master Wu passed the empty old warehouse, he saw dried blood on the ground. He shuddered and wrapped his clothes tighter.

The tragic scenes of Song Qingjiao and Leng Haoting's death appeared in front of him alternately, and he felt terrified.

Master Wu pulled himself together and walked to the front of the warehouse. He actually met an acquaintance, "Boss Fan?"

"Master Wu?" Boss Fan, with his belly bulging, also spoke in surprise.

The two of them didn't expect to run into other people by chance, but soon, they exchanged glances tacitly. Aren't the people who can appear here at this time all for the same purpose?

Pushing open the door of the warehouse, the food piled up here is much less than what they saw last time. They didn't think of taking all the food away, as that would be too conspicuous. They just thought of secretly taking a little every day, and accumulating a little will add up.

Potatoes and radishes, which can be preserved for a long time, are their first choice. Boss Fan and Master Wu didn't argue and directly opened the bags to pack the food.

Young Master Wu vaguely heard some movement. He looked around. It was pitch black all around, with only a little moonlight coming through a small window. He was a little nervous and asked, "Did you hear any sound?"

Boss Fan was concentrating on picking things and didn't even raise his head. "No."

Young Master Wu suspected that he had heard it wrong. After filling half a bag, he shuddered and had a strong illusion that something was staring at him. He pushed Boss Fan again, "Did you really not feel anything?"

"What was there?" Boss Fan said impatiently, "Don't scare yourself."

At this time, a potato rolled to the feet of the two men.

Boss Fan paused, and looked at the potato with Master Wu. The two looked at each other again, and then they raised their heads stiffly and looked in the direction where the potato rolled from.

The moonlight was slanting, and in the gently flying dust, a black tentacle was looming.

Master Wu and Boss Fan took two steps back together, not knowing whether they were dazzled or some unknown creature had appeared. Their scalps were numb, and they felt that the air around them had become much colder.

In the darkness, the huge body slowly squirmed, revealing most of its appearance. It was round like a human head, and the huge body was wet, and there was disgusting mucus on the tentacles.

It looked like an enlarged version of an octopus, but it felt completely different from an octopus, especially its body that looked like a human figure. There was absolutely no human being that looked like this in this world!

The moment this incomprehensible creature appeared, it caused a huge mental shock. People with weak wills almost lost their minds the moment they saw it for the first time.

Boss Fan's eyes were full of bloodshot, and he was the first to hold his head and scream.

Master Wu also held his head, breathing rapidly, and the blood in his body seemed to rush into his head in an instant. He wished that he could pry open his head and catch all the ants that were running wild inside.

The two of them forgot their ability to think in extreme fear, and fell to their knees like madmen, looking at the twisted thing that was slowly approaching. There seemed to be absurd eagerness in their terrified expressions. They screamed: "God! It's God!"

They cried and shouted, as if in fear and worship, until the indescribable thing opened its jagged mouth and bit off his head. Their bodies were still kneeling on the ground, making the same worshipful expressions as believers when they saw the god of their faith.

It doesn't taste good.