Johnson stood on the watchtower on the beach. He was more than two meters tall, with a rugged appearance, exaggerated muscles, tattoos all over his body, and a shiny bald head, all of which conveyed his aura of keeping strangers away.
It has been three years since he retired from the Special Forces. Three years later, Johnson still couldn't forget his life in the army. In order to pass the time and divert his attention, he formed a beach rescue team composed of volunteers on this beach.
In three years, he and his team rescued hundreds of lives on this beach, earning widespread respect from nearby residents and tourists.
But even so, once he was free, Johnson still felt a little empty inside. Every time he lay in bed at night, images of himself on the battlefield kept flashing through his mind.
Just as Johnson was lost in thought, the roar of a helicopter propeller suddenly woke him up. He looked up and saw the helicopter circled the beach twice before flying toward the sea.
"Another idiot whose brain is controlled by hormones."
Looking at the direction the helicopter was going, Johnson knew what the blond man standing on the helicopter wanted to do. Without saying a word, he turned over and jumped off the watchtower. Then he turned over and sat on the beach quad bike next to him. He turned on the accelerator and roared towards the seaside.
Just as Johnson guessed, he was still halfway when he watched the blond man jump out of the helicopter with a surfboard in his arms.
Others may not know it clearly, but Johnson knows very well that the man chose the wrong area to jump into the sea. The seawater looks relatively deep from the air, but in fact there are dense reefs below. If you jump from that height, you are likely to hit the rocks.
Sure enough, when Johnson rushed to the beach and jumped off the motorcycle, the man who jumped into the sea still had not surfaced.
Without saying a word, Johnson jumped into the sea water, and swam forward quickly with his two long arms "swishing" the flywheel. However, the place where the man entered the water was still some distance from the seaside. Even if Nathan was a good swimmer, he would have to swim for at least five or six minutes to reach the vicinity.
But often a dozen seconds can determine the life or death of a drowning person.
Theoretically speaking, the fastest way to rescue such a person drowning in the sea is to drive a rescue boat. But the rescue boat was in another direction. Even if it received Johnson's notification, it would still take more than ten minutes to arrive, which was not as fast as Johnson swimming by himself.
Johnson concentrated and swam forward with all his strength. No matter what the final result is, he will never give up.
But at this moment, a figure suddenly passed by him, like a leaping dolphin, swimming nimbly and quickly on the sea. In the blink of an eye, it surpassed Johnson and swam to the area where the man fell into the sea.
Johnson opened his eyes wide. It was a black-haired Asian man who looked very young.
The one who swam over was naturally Xie Lun, although the man chatting with Xueler did cause him displeasure. That's why he didn't stop Tina from teasing her. But he didn't expect that this man would be completely dazzled by the beauty, and he would really overestimate his ability and want to jump from the helicopter into the sea.
Although Xie Lun kills without blinking an eye, he is not a cold-blooded demon who completely ignores the loss of innocent people, so he immediately rushes to the rescue.
The attribute points previously added to agility now showed their effect. Sherron easily surpassed Johnson, who had entered the sea earlier. After swimming to the surface of the accident, he took a deep breath and plunged into the sea.
In the clear water, Johnson saw the reckless blond man floating next to a rock, with blood still oozing out of his head.
Xie Lun swam down, grabbed the opponent's shoulders, and swam toward the sea. At this time, Johnson also dived down, looked at Xie Lun, and hurriedly gestured to Xie Lun to hand over the man to him.
After all, he is a regular beach rescuer.
Although he understood what Johnson meant, Sherron did not intend to hand him over to Johnson. The man was seriously injured. When his scalp was lifted, his white skull could be seen. If he was not treated as soon as possible, he might become a vegetative state.
If Johnson hadn't been there, Sherron would have taken the opportunity to treat his injuries and stop the bleeding before taking him back to the beach. But with Jonathan watching from the side, Xie Lun couldn't do anything, so he could only swim quickly and lead the man back to the beach as soon as possible.
Seeing that Xie Lun ignored him, Johnson thought that the other party did not understand his gesture, so he stepped forward to help, but Xie Lun stretched out his hand and pushed in front of him, and a hidden force suddenly burst out.
Johnson felt as if he had been hit head-on by a truck. Countless blisters suddenly appeared in front of him, and he involuntarily flew backwards. He finally stopped and felt a heavy feeling in his chest, forcing him to quickly come out of the sea, breathing heavily.
"Damn, what happened just now?"
Johnson touched the seawater on his face and quickly dived into the water again, but there was no trace of the two Sherrons under the water. He hurried up again, but before he could see clearly what was going on around him, suddenly there was a burst of applause and cheers from the coast.
Johnson looked up and saw that in just a moment, Sherron swam back to the shore with the injured man and was performing cardiac resuscitation on him with everyone watching.
Sherron fought off Johnson and when he swam back to the shore, he had already taken the opportunity to treat the man's wounds. Although the scalp is still raised and looks very scary, it is not life-threatening. So when Johnson returned to the shore, the man had already woken up and was looking around with a confused expression.
"Qiang...Captain Johnson," the man said weakly, looking at Johnson who was approaching, "Thank you for saving me."
"Uh..." Johnson scratched his bald head and said a little embarrassedly, "Although I really want to say you're welcome, I'm sorry, it's not me who saves you this time, but this gentleman."
Looking along Johnson's finger, the man suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Sherron in disbelief: "How... could it be you?"
Xie Lun smiled: "Young man, let me give you a piece of advice. Never believe what a woman says, especially a beautiful woman. Because the more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie."
Not only was the man stunned, but the other people watching were also in a daze. After a while, both men and women clapped.
Unexpectedly, this black-haired guy is not only handsome, but also very kind-hearted and knowledgeable.
Xie Lun felt a little dazed when he heard the applause around him and the admiring looks he was looking at.
what's the situation?
Did you say anything enigmatic?
A casual sentence brought such a big reaction.
Aren’t the people of Miami too naive?
Even the blond man gave himself a thumbs up. Didn't he hear that what he just said was full of irony?
The ambulance arrived quickly. After watching the nurses fix the injured person and carry him into the ambulance, the onlookers gradually dispersed.
Sherron shook his head and returned to his beach chair. Just as he was about to sit down and have a drink to rest, his arm was suddenly caught between a pair of towering peaks. A pair of wheat-colored arms hugged Xie Lun's arms tightly, and seductive red lips appeared in front of him, smiling: "Wow, handsome guy, you were so great and handsome just now!"
"My name is Daddario, what's yours?"
"Uh..."
Before Xie Lun could speak, a familiar voice suddenly came from beside him: "Mr. Xie, why are you here?"