Jin Yiming's eager shouting made the little fat man, who was originally silent, startled, and hurriedly translated with his companion, saying that there was a fire inside.

The big man waved his hand impatiently, saying that it must be the illusion created by the hostage in order to find a chance to escape, so that everyone should not believe him, and loudly scolded Jin Yiming in the room, and his words were vulgar.

The little fat man, seeing that he could not resist his companion and did not want to cause trouble, planned to remain silent, ignoring the shouts and the slamming of the wooden door, and as he was about to turn away, he smelled a burning smell coming from the direction of the hut.

Immediately, those people seemed to smell the smell, and looked at each other for a moment, before hesitantly opening the door under the urging of the little fat man.

The moment the door opened, Jin Yiming rushed out, squatting on the ground, coughing constantly, and choking on tears.

When the guards outside the door saw the flames that had reached the roof of the wooden house, they were all stunned, and they looked at it in a daze, and for a while they forgot to call someone to put out the fire, but Jin Yiming, who had recovered from it, reminded them on the side, and those people reacted and got busy in a hurry.

After a while, the entire island was alarmed, including the boss, Tuowei, of course.

When Tuowei rushed over, the fire had been controlled, but fortunately, this is an island, with plenty of water, humid air, and a large number of people, so it was put out in time.

Wearing only a pair of shorts, Tuowei was shirtless, his strong muscles showed a perfect tan, and it was obvious from the sweat on his body that he was doing physical training.

Stepping on the wet ground, the smell of scorching filled the air, and people had to hide their faces, and Tuowei asked his subordinates what had happened.

Then he began to explore the fire, and as he expected, he found the remains of a lighter in the corner, and he said, how could it be a fire for no reason, and there was no fire here, it turned out to be man-made.

Tell your men to take care of this place. Then he turned around and came to Jin Yiming, who was standing under the tree to enjoy the shade.

Jin Yiming leaned against the big tree, with a light smile habitually hanging on the corner of his mouth, looking at Tuowei with a gloomy face in front of him.

"Are you too comfortable and looking for some excitement?" Tuowei said coldly.

Jin Yiming stared at Tuowei's unkind expression. Ignoring his prickly words, he said calmly, "I'm not that boring, let's talk." ”

Seeing him like this, Tuowei groaned suspiciously for a moment before snorting coldly. He said with a smile: "Oh? I don't think we have anything to talk about, but if you're too bored, I can have some fun with you. ”

Jin Yiming frowned invisibly, and then chuckled; "Nothing to talk about? Then why did you spend so much time to bring me here, and let so many people 'serve' me alone? ”

Hearing his words, Tuowei looked at his busy subordinates behind him, and then motioned for Jin Yiming to go to his room with him.

Tuowei lit a cigarette and smoked slowly. A faint cloud of smoke rose from his thoughtful face.

"How can I know if your words are true or false." After listening to Jin Yiming's words, Tuowei reached out and pressed the half-smoked cigarette into the crystal ashtray on the table in front of him.

Jin Yiming knew that he would question his statement, but at this time he could only try to make his statement sound satisfactory.

"Do you think I'm going to play with our lives?"

Tuowei groaned and didn't speak, just looked at Jin Yiming fixedly, hoping to see something from his expression, but Jin Yiming's face, except for seriousness or seriousness, there was no lack of evasion.

There was a moment of condensation in the air in the room. Jin Yiming and Tuowei looked at each other like that, and after a long time, Tuowei nodded lightly, "Okay." I believe you, I hope you're not so stupid as to kill yourself. ”

Jin Yiming saw that he was relieved, and his heart fell a little, "When can I talk to her?" ”

"I can't promise that, just go back and wait, of course. It won't be long. Tuowei issued an eviction order, after all, he didn't count this matter, and he needed to sue Sù Lu Jie and let him adjudicate.

Subsequently, Tuowei added, "However, the next days will be to grieve Mr. Jin." ”

Hearing his words, Jin Yiming sneered in his heart, of course he would not expect Tuowei to rearrange a clean and tidy room for him.

Tuowei sent people to escort Jin Yiming back to the dilapidated wooden house that had been burned down, and when Jin Yiming reached the door of the wooden house, a group of slightly wolf-like black-winged elements blocked his way.

At the front was an unusually tall and mighty strong man, his dark skin was covered with mud, he should have fallen down while fighting the fire, and he was staring at Jin Yiming's handsome face with fire-spitting eyes.

Jin Yiming looked him up and down, and on his left arm, there was a scar that had been burned by the charcoal fire, and there was a little bit of charred charcoal sticking to the wound, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

Jin Yiming frowned, and his heart suddenly sank, it seems that this person is here to trouble himself, after all, this fire was set by him, no matter what the purpose is, the big guy in front of him has caused an unwarranted disaster because of this fire after all.

The area of the burn on his arm is not small, and in such a humid and sultry climate, and there is no good medical condition, such a wound is obviously not easy to heal, and it may become more severe, so his anger is understandable.

Just as Jin Yiming was about to say something sorry, the big man in front of him suddenly raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and hit Jin Yiming's abdomen, with great force, so that the defenseless Jin Yiming was violently knocked to the ground, and a sharp pain in his abdomen made his face instantly pale as paper, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead due to pain.

The other onlookers all looked at the scene in front of them with expressionless faces.

The big guy saw Jin Yiming holding his abdomen and curled up on the ground, and didn't stop there, only to see him stride forward, bend down and reach out to grab Jin Yiming's front placket and lift him up from the ground.

Jin Yiming's consciousness was a little confused, when he felt like a doll in his hands, his pride forced him to resist, but the disparity in strength made him unable to break free.

The little fat man who had been in contact with Jin Yiming on the side shrank a little unbearably, but he still didn't have the courage to step forward to stop it, after all, this big guy was something he couldn't afford to provoke.

Looking at Jin Yiming's painful appearance, the big man smiled coldly, knowing that he didn't understand the language with Jin Yiming, and he couldn't understand what he said, but he still scolded Jin Yiming by himself. (To be continued.) )