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"You have eaten it now, do you feel your sisters' hair?" Wenrou asked.

The mermaid shook her head.

Wenrou clapped her hands: "Let's go, it's not safe on this island. Let's go back to the boat and rest."

Qin Qingtian jumped down from the tree and hugged a pile of star fruits.

Star fruit actually grows on this island!

Qin Qingtian took a bite first and said, "It's juicy, but not as sweet as artificial breeding."

"It would be nice to have fruit to eat on the sea."

The three returned to the boat and continued sailing for two days before the mermaid spoke.

Wenrou and Qin Qingtian's mobile phones did not have international services and had no signal for a long time.

It can only be wherever the mermaid says.

I don’t know if running around without a passport will be a problem. Anyway, they are not taking the usual route.

When the three of them were happily following the direction indicated by the mermaid and planning to dock to find Xu Ya, a boat came from behind.

The boat drove directly next to their boat, a wooden plank was put on the edge of their boat, and several men came over with guns in their hands.

Wenrou glanced at the mermaid: "Even without a map or electronic navigation, I know where I am now."

Mermaid: "Where are you? Isn't it Xu Ya?"

"Almost, but not here yet. The pirates have boarded our ship."

"This is a pirate! I only heard my grandma talk about pirates!"

"Didn't you see pirates in your era? Pirates were probably rampant at that time."

The mermaid shook her head: "My sisters and I have always lived in the deep sea, and few ships come to where we live." 　　　咯——

There was a gunshot, followed by a man's hoarse roar: "Hands up! Hands up!"

Wenrou picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea: "The Chinese tea bought in Tonga tastes really bad! It's not authentic at all. No matter what food is left home, it will change to adapt to the local tastes."

"Hands up! You...Hands up..." The pirate had already slammed the door and came in.

Wenrou: "I doubt these Somali pirates only know these words."

"The languages ​​here are complicated?" Qin Qingtian asked.

Wenrou: "The official language is similar to English. This pirate group should be a small group that doesn't speak official Chinese."

The pirates were already angry. These three people, who looked like Chinese and Europeans, had no respect for pirates at all and were actually sitting at the table drinking tea leisurely.

"Jiligulu..." The leader of the pirates cursed and fired at Qin Qingtian.

This was a traditional pirate practice, killing the men and leaving the women behind.

Qin Qingtian flicked his fingers, and a force unique to the innate monks came out of his body, carrying the bullet and piercing it directly into the pirate's leg.

The pirate fell to the ground and screamed in pain.

The pirate in the back was "jarring..." (Idiot, shooting at such a close range, the gun can go off and injure himself!)

The second pirate kicked the first pirate who fell to the ground, then raised his gun and hit Qin Qingtian.

Qin Qingtian opened his mouth and let out a strong breath, then shot the bullet into the pirate's leg.

The pirate jumped up and fell in pain, but this pirate was more sturdy and still held his gun and shot at Qin Qingtian. Of course, the bullets ended up in his own legs. When the pants turned into sieves, no matter how tough the tough guy was, I can't hold the gun anymore.

The pirates behind finally realized that they were in trouble today, and turned around to escape. Qin Qingtian waved his hand, and they all couldn't get up, as if they had a lot of gold on their backs.