Chapter 191 White Porcelain Doll (8)
After Miyamoto left, the tent fell into a long silence.
"Is it scaremongering to scare us into staying here?"
In the end, it was the Mediterranean shooter who spoke first.
It's obvious that this person really doesn't want to stay here anymore.
"I can't rule out this possibility. After all, I don't think they have such good intentions at all."
Someone immediately agreed.
"But it seems that those guys today are going for us."
Delin shook his head, his expression becoming more gloomy.
"I was still wondering before... Now it seems that this is probably the explanation. We are already the target of hunting."
"But even if we stay, our end may not be good."
The Mediterranean shooter couldn't help but speak again.
"These people are obviously taking advantage of us and don't care about our life or death at all."
"Actually, there is another piece of information that I think you should know."
Seeing the stalemate, Delin raised his head and glanced at Fu Qian.
Unfortunately, the latter was completely indifferent, so he had no choice but to speak on his own.
"Last night, Fu Qian discovered that someone was spying on us...people outside this camp."
There is such a thing!
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Fu Qian with surprised and suspicious eyes.
"Why have I never heard of you talking about it?"
"The responsibility for this is mine."
Delin behaved like a bachelor at this time.
"I asked him to keep it secret, in order to avoid unnecessary suspicion."
"Is this why you have to stay? I thought you were really not afraid of death!"
Delin said this, so that others could not get angry again, but the only female team member had a strong objection to the situation and couldn't help but seize every opportunity to make sarcastic remarks.
"no."
Answer lazily before paying.
"I just said it was out of interest... As for the issue of whether you want to stay or go, it is meaningless in my opinion."
"What do you mean?"
The woman asked coldly.
"The right to choose is a very precious thing, and not everyone has it."
Fu Qian gave full play to his talent for ridicule, irritating the woman until her eyelids jumped.
"You are analyzing the situation and discussing countermeasures over there as if you still have options. In fact, if you think about it carefully, you have no choice since a long time ago."
He held out two fingers.
"It seems that there are two ways before you now, but in fact, the difference between the two options is not big for Miyamoto and others."
"Either you are willing to stay here as cannon fodder and take great risks to help Miyamoto and his gang find bait and capture the puppets."
"Either you take greater risks and walk away, or you can directly act as free bait with a high probability. Is there any big difference between the two?"
His words before paying directly brought the morale of the team to freezing point.
"But I don't think Miyamoto is faking it. He probably still wants you to stay. I guess if you just leave, it won't be the best for him.
"What are you so proud of? Aren't you trapped here too?"
"I've said it twice, the scenery here is beautiful and the people are wonderful. I'm very happy here."
…
The meeting ended in silence, with a disappointed face.
Fu Qian didn't mean to scare people, he wasn't that boring.
The dilemma this team currently faces is a real one, a real dilemma.
But in the final analysis, food is the original sin.
When they accept a commission that is beyond their capabilities, the seeds of crisis have already been planted.
What follows is nothing more than how to move towards an irreversible dead end.
After the meeting, Delin sat in the tent for a long time and finally went to Miyamoto.
I didn't care much about the content of their exchange beforehand, but judging from Delin's expression when he came out, he must have reached cooperation again for the time being.
I have to say that Miyamoto still keeps his word.
Soon, the people accompanying him also joined in the security work of the camp, helping Delin and others share some of the pressure.
He even took action himself and took out more specially made nets to lay traps.
Obviously the previous equipment was also provided by them.
Among these people, the only one who did not move was Mr. Luo.
From beginning to end, this man was always hiding under his thick burqa, observing the people coming and going in the camp, looking like an outsider.
Judging from his previous performance, this person not only has a transcendent status, but is also unquestionably strong.
Until the camp was surrounded by traps on three levels inside and three outside, Delin and the others seemed to finally heave a sigh of relief and feel a little safer.
However, after getting ready, the doll never appeared.
Of course this doesn't mean nothing happened.
Not long after, several team members rushed out and carried an unconscious man straight to Mr. Luo's position.
"He has been unconscious since just now. Could you please check if he has inhaled any seeds?"
coma?
Mr. Luo finally reacted at this time. After glancing at it, he motioned for the others to put him down.
Fu Qian recognized at a glance that the unconscious man was the wounded man during the operation during the day.
A little flesh wound is not a serious condition for an extraordinary person. It is no wonder that others are nervous if he suddenly falls into coma.
But it can be seen that he must have fully absorbed the experience of the previous one. His whole body was wrapped very tightly in three layers, inside and outside, and even his mouth and nose were covered with something.
Mr. Luo looked up and down, but didn't seem to find any clues.
So he followed the same pattern, and the rich black light appeared again, covering the wounded on the stretcher.
This is a method he has used before. It has an effect almost like an aging curse and can delay mutation to a certain extent.
However, what was unexpected was that under this action, the unconscious injured not only did not wake up, but even began to convulse violently.
Stab!
Mr. Luo's eyes became serious and he tore the clothes off the injured man's chest.
The scene in front of them made everyone present take a breath.
On his chest, there was actually a vortex formed by overlapping flesh and blood, which was extremely ferocious.
There is even a faint sense of translucence in the middle position.
This is……
Before the group of people had finished being shocked, the vortex suddenly began to bulge, and the next moment a crack in the center expanded rapidly.
There was a flash of blood, and something jumped out from inside, heading straight for Mr. Luo's face at an incredible speed.
Mr. Luo was squatting and observing, but this sudden attack could be said to have arrived in front of him in an instant.
At the critical moment, he raised a hand and blocked his left eye.
With a muffled sound, the red light tore the glove apart, tearing out a long wound in the palm of the hand.
But at least my eyes were saved.
At this time, everyone finally saw clearly that the thing that jumped out was also a doll.
But unlike its kind that likes to bathe in flesh and blood, the blood color on this one seems to come from its true body.
At this moment, his whole body was glowing with bright red blood, like a satiated leech.
This chapter has been completed!