Strongest Guard

The cannonball fell straight into the shallow water in front of the beach. After the explosion, the splash was more than ten meters high.    

Who knew how many shrimp soldiers and crab generals would innocently die in this bombardment?    

Hamm, who had already arrived at the captain's room, looked through the glass and saw waves splashing everywhere. A hint of pain flashed across his seemingly wooden eyes from time to time.    

Having given Lee Nanfang a son in the past six months and getting along with him from day to night, it would be nonsense to say that they did not have any feelings for each other.    

Humans were not plants and vegetation, how could they be ruthless?    

However, for the sake of her brand-new Medusa Empire, Hamm could only do this for the sake of completely getting rid of Yang Xiao, this great demon.    

She knew very well that no matter how she tried to find an excuse, Yang Xiao wouldn't let Lee Nanfang leave him and come to the ship alone.    

"Lee Nanfang, don't blame me. In fact, it was the big devil who killed you. But don't worry, I will raise our son well. I will swear to God that I will never let my son return to my old ways. I think you should rest in hell and rest in peace. "    

When Hamm muttered this sentence, Corazone walked in and asked quietly if he could stop the bombardment.    

During this period of time, at least fifteen artillery shells had been fired.    

Steam was rising up from the seawater in front of Small Desert Island beach.    

Corazone saw through the binoculars that the two men on the Small Desert Island had climbed onto the boat and were blown away by the artillery shell. The strong shock wave that the seawater received was like a leaf that was approaching them.    

There were no oars on the boat.    

Hamm specifically ordered this.    

When you do something, you do it to the extreme.    

Without the oars, Lee Nanfang and the other two who were sent flying by the intense shock wave into the deep sea area, the possibility of getting their hands on Small Desert Island back was simply too slim.    

When the rocket launcher was launched, it would continuously retreat.    

The position in which the cannonball had landed, had also gradually distanced itself from the Small Desert Island.    

In this way, he would be able to quickly drive the small boat into the depths of the ocean.    

Fifteen rounds of artillery had already driven the small boat at least three miles into the depths of the sea.    

However, Hamm wasn't satisfied and said coldly: "Continue with the bombardment."    

Corazone's mouth moved. Just as he was about to ask for a few more shots, Hamm spoke again, "Finish off all the cannons in the reverse direction."    

When the artillery was fired, it was basically to let the artillery extend to the rear of the enemy's position to open up a path for the army.    

Reverse extended, it was the projectiles that shot out, gradually extending towards the ocean from in front of the Small Desert Island beach.    

After putting his sleeping son on the chair, Hamm picked up the telescope on the table and looked in front of him.    

The moon is so bright tonight.    

As a result, Hamm could clearly see that the small boat chased after them with the constant fire, shaking left and right, almost overturning several times.    

Lee Nanfang and the other guy were both lying inside the boat, holding onto the side of the boat tightly.    

"You must be cursing me. Curse, curse. "    

Hamm walked out of the captain's room with a smirk on his face.    

The sound of the cannon was deafening.    

God knows why Corazone had prepared so many cannonballs. He had been shooting for almost ten minutes, but he still hadn't finished.    

"So many?"    

Hamm, whose ears were hurting from the shock, was a bit impatient. Just as he was about to put down the binoculars and say nevermind, he saw a cannonball land on the stern of the boat.    

It turned out that the speed at which the large ship was retreating had already increased. The point of impact from the counterattack had quickly approached the small boat.    

However, the gunner did not adjust the angle of fire and allowed the cannonball to hit the back of the boat.    

Even so, the small boat, along with Lee Nanfang and the other two people, flew into the sky like swordfish flying out of the sea.    

Under the moonlight, Hamm could clearly see two figures flailing their limbs and fell into the sea in despair.    

As for the tiny boat, it flew through the air, then split in half.    

A boat that had been turned into two halves, could he still ride on it?    

Of course not!    

Would Lee Nanfang, who had no boat to ride, survive?    

Unless, another miracle occurred.    

Just like half a year ago, a few people had been blown onto this Small Desert Island by hurricanes.    

However, the reason why miracles were called miracles was that they would not always appear.    

Lee Nanfang and his wife were going to die for sure!    

This was exactly what Hamm wanted.    

But why was it that when she saw Lee Nanfang and his sister fall into the water and never come back up again, tears suddenly welled up in her eyes?    

Then she rushed to the gunner, raised her binoculars, and slammed them on his head.    

"Ah!    

The aggrieved gunner hugged his head with both hands and squatted on the ground.    

Hamm, however, kneeled on the deck facing Small Desert Island.    

For a long time she did not move.    

The moonlight was still as bright as ever.    

It was just like how the moon on the sea was much brighter than the moon on land.    

"Caw, caw, caw!"    

A seabird that had come out in the middle of the night to hunt for food suddenly jumped out of the sea and flew into the distance.    

Where there were seabirds, it wasn't too far from land.    

The cries of the seabirds were so pleasing to Lee Nanfang's ears as he gradually woke up from the darkness.    

Where is this?    

Looking at the bright moon in the night sky, Lee Nanfang stopped thinking for an unknown period of time and slowly started to operate.    

After being stunned for a long time, he smiled.    

He was actually still alive.    

How come he didn't die?    

He was almost blown to pieces by Hamm's blast, he's not dead yet.    

This God, it seems that she doted on him too much.    

He remembered.    

When he had lost consciousness from the shell, it was on a Small Desert Island.    

That place was located near the equator, about ten thousand miles away from his "exit point" British Island from more than half a year ago, right?    

But when he woke up, not only did he hear the cries of the seagulls, he also heard the whistle of the cruise ship.    

There was a song that was even worse than ghosts crying. It came faintly from the left rear. It was the standard London accent.    

It did not mean that a person who sang in a London accent would definitely be someone from British Island.    

But this person, was definitely someone from the British Island.    

Because, this guy who was singing even worse than ghosts crying must have not seen Brother David for a long time.    

When Lee Nanfang turned his head with much difficulty, he realized that he was being held tightly.    

Other than Yang Xiao, who else would treat him so well?    

Yang Xiao not only held Lee Nanfang, but also held a piece of the ship's deck.    

What shocked Lee Nanfang even more was that there was still half a piece of fish on the deck.    

Seafood was the only thing that could provide people with fresh water and food when they were drifting on the sea.    

After being shelled out, Lee Nanfang immediately fainted obediently and didn't wake up until now.    

However, there were fish on the boat right now -- so, it could only prove that Yang Xiao was the one who beat the fish.    

Judging from the smell of rotting flesh, the fish had been dead for a long time.    

This also proved that Yang Xiao had been awake for a long time.    

Perhaps, after the two of them were hit by the cannon that day and fell from the sky, Yang Xiao wasn't like Li Hu, who fainted, but was still conscious.    

If it wasn't for him, Lee Nanfang would be dead for sure.    

Similarly, if it weren't for Lee Nanfang, Yang Xiao couldn't be on the sea by himself, leaning on a ship's deck, supporting the ship up till now.    

"You're awake?"    

When Lee Nanfang shifted his gaze away from the fish, he hugged him with his left hand and Yang Xiao with his right hand.    

His voice was hoarse.    

The skin of his right hand, which was holding the boat, had already turned deathly white, like rotten leather. With just a flick of his hand, he could shed his skin.    

This was the reason why he had been soaking in the sea for so long.    

Lee Nanfang didn't need to look to know that his entire body's skin had also become like that.    

"Floating? How many days?"    

Lee Nanfang asked after staring at Yang Xiao's eyes that were still as cold and clear as ever.    

Actually, he did not make any sound. It was already a miracle for him to wake up from such a serious water shortage.    

Yang Xiao could see what he was asking from the way he mouthed it.    

Thinking for a moment, Yang Xiao replied, "The sun has risen 15 times and the moon has risen 16 times."    

This bird person could never change his bad habit of deliberately mystifying others. To directly say fifteen days, sixteen nights, wasn't that good?    

"Thank you."    

Lee Nanfang was silent for a moment and then thanked sincerely.    

"You're welcome. You should be thankful for the ferocious seasonal warmth. If it weren't for the warm current, we wouldn't have drifted back to the place we left more than half a year ago in such a short period of time. "    

Yang Xiao laughed, showing his white teeth.    

The white teeth were fine and neat, shining like knives in the moonlight.    

Two rows of knives clanged against each other, producing a sound, "Otherwise, you would have been sucked dry by me."    

Yang Xiao didn't seem to be trying to scare Lee Nanfang.    

After drifting in the sea for so long, even if the fish could provide fresh water, the quantity was pitifully small.    

If Yang Xiao was really so thirsty that he couldn't do anything, then drinking Lee Nanfang's blood and leading a life would become a cruel reality that had to happen.    

"Fortunately, your willpower is strong enough."    

"You are the only spiritual support I have left alive."    

Pausing for a moment, Yang Xiao said lightly: "I won't touch your last stash of food until the last moment."    

the last food reserve --    

Because he had Lee Nanfang to provide the necessary nutrients for Yang Xiao's survival, he was able to float on the sea for so long due to his water-loving illness.    

Lee Nanfang's brows slightly twitched as he asked: "You really know how to drink my blood?"    

Yang Xiao retorted, "What do you think?"    

"You will."    

Lee Nanfang opened and closed his mouth with great difficulty, "But I still have to thank you for not leaving me behind."    

"I already said no need to thank me."    

Yang Xiao shook his head: "Even if it's me, I'll return the time when you saved me. Furthermore, you will die in my hands sooner or later. "    

Lee Nanfang laughed. "But no matter what, I'm still alive."    

"Yeah, you're still alive."    

Yang Xiao nodded in agreement: "It's great that I'm alive too."    

"It's not too good."    

Lee Nanfang laboriously raised his head from Yang Xiao's embrace and looked at the cruise ship in the distance. His vision began to blur as he mumbled, "This idiot, how come he still hasn't found us?"    

The moment he finished murmuring this sentence and slowly sank into the boundless darkness, he could faintly hear the shrill sound of a siren.    

The people on the cruise ship finally noticed two people floating towards them along with the slowly drifting waves.    

Startled, the captain immediately sounded the alarm.    

With his bare feet, Lili in his left arm and the microphone in his right hand, Jack was singing loudly. He frowned as the captain ran up to the deck and reported urgently, "Mr. David, there seems to be someone on the surface of the sea!"    

"Someone's here?"    

Brother David threw the microphone on the table and said in disbelief: "We're at least 100 nautical miles from the coastline, how could there be a person here? There was no hurricane, no tsunami. "    

Even though he said that, Brother David still had a bit of conscience, but he still agreed with the captain's suggestion of going into the sea to save them.    

"Take it as a favor to my future son."    

Brother David caressed Graff's belly with his left hand and asked casually, "Who do you think was the guy that fell into the water?"    

"If it's Lee Nanfang, then it's fine."    

Graff answered in a low voice.