Chapter 630: Seeking Poison in the Wilderness (End)
After a burst of messy gunfire, Feng Bujue rolled and crawled into the bushes.
He was lucky. In the five seconds just now, more than thirty bullets were fired at him, but none of them hit him.
"Haaah...haaah..." After a few seconds of running, Feng Bujue was out of breath. After all, he was using the body of a forty-year-old man, and his explosive power was indeed far inferior to that of a young man.
"Huh... something's not right..." He regained his breath a little, and then murmured, "Shooting me with two submachine guns like this, you obviously didn't intend to survive... Such an obvious murder, no one else but me
Who would do it?" Thinking of this, he quickly turned around, hid behind a tree and looked around.
Soon, the answer appeared before his eyes.
I saw... two men wearing striped sailor uniforms, cropped trousers, and turbans on their heads, each holding an AK47, walking from the jungle across the creek.
"What the hell...who are these people?" Feng Bujue didn't remember seeing these two contestants in the opening CG of the script, and they didn't look like they were staff members of the program team...even if they were really staff members, they didn't look like they were staff members.
There’s no reason to hit players with AK, right?
"They are pirates."
Suddenly, a strange voice came from behind Feng Bujue.
Brother Jue was startled when he heard the sound, turned around suddenly, and saw...
"Shhh - don't be afraid, we are one of our own." Bin Laden, who was dressed in a traditional Arab white robe, was looking at Brother Jue with a serious face at this time, and lowered his voice and said, "I will tell you the specific situation later, let's go first
Kill these two guys..."
"Uh...Okay." Feng Bujue only thought about it for a second before deciding to do what the other party said.
In this second, Brother Jue's eyes had glanced at the AK on Bin Laden's shoulder and the scimitar at his waist (the blade of the scimitar seemed to be stained with blood that had not yet dried).
So, he thought to himself: If Uncle Deng was hostile to me, then I would have been dead or injured. He could come up behind me without me noticing at all, but he didn't attack me... This shows that
He is indeed one of our own. And the two men in turbans are undoubtedly the 'enemies'...
"Well... a military shovel, a knife, a slingshot..." Bin Laden glanced at Brother Jue and then asked, "Do you have any other weapons? For example... a gun?"
"Yes." Feng Bujue said, and took out the pistol from his trouser pocket, "There are six bullets." At this time, he didn't play nonsense, he just said what he had.
"How is your shooting skills?" Bin Laden asked quietly again, his voice lower than before, because the two people outside the bushes were getting closer and closer.
"The probability of hitting the torso within three meters is over 90%. Within five meters there is a 70% chance, but any further...it's hard to say..." Feng Bujue gave a more cautious and honest answer. He knew that this
It is best to speak truthfully at this time. Bragging or showing off may lead to serious consequences.
"Then save your bullets." Unexpectedly, Bin Laden gave this answer. "I can deal with them alone."
"Huh?" Feng Bujue was stunned for a moment.
Just as he was stunned, Bin Laden had already picked up the AK, lowered his body and moved out laterally.
"Who is it?" The two pirates outside were chasing Brother Jue and were more focused, so as soon as they saw the moving black shadow, they immediately shouted and raised their guns to shoot.
However, they are fast, Bin Laden is faster than them.
And... more accurate!
There was only "pop, pop, pop, pop", the AK in Bin Laden's hand only rang four times, and the heads of the two people in the distance exploded like watermelons.
After being headshot, the bodies of the two pirates twitched and fired several shots, but the shots were inaccurate and the bullets basically flew into the sky.
Almost in the blink of an eye, Bin Laden completed a beautiful double kill.
Feng Bujue in the bushes was dumbfounded. This kind of shooting ability is definitely at the level of shooting players above level 40, and it may even be higher... because of Bin Laden's physical fitness, dynamic vision, reaction speed, etc...
...They should all be inferior to level 40 players.
"Huh...we've taken care of two more." Bin Laden exhaled with a relaxed expression after killing two pirates and muttered.
"'Again'..." Feng Bujue, who followed him out of the bushes, couldn't help but repeat the key word.
Bin Laden turned to look at him: "Yes, otherwise, where do you think this AK in my hand came from?"
"Well... when you say it like that, I understand..." Feng Bujue's mouth twitched as he continued. "The original owner of this AK has become the soul of the one killed by the knife on your waist, right...
…”
"That's right." Bin Laden said, walked to the bodies of the two pirates, and began to search.
Feng Bujue has always been unwilling to lag behind when it comes to things like touching corpses, so he hurried over to look for the corpse of another pirate. While groping, he asked: "So... can you now
Did you tell me the 'specific situation'? For example...who are they? Why did they want to kill me?"
"They are not trying to kill you." Bin Laden replied, "but they are trying to clean up the entire island." He paused, "Oh, by the way... they are pirates and drug lords, and the captain's name is Greybeard;
The first officer's name is Max Gray, the son of Greybeard; their ship...or submarine...is named 'Parrot', which was named after the captain in memory of his dead parrot pet..."
"Hey, hey, hey... just wait..." Feng Bujue couldn't help but interrupt, "How do you know so detailedly?"
Bin Laden, who was busy searching for corpses, replied without raising his head: "Did you see the blood on my knife?"
"Hmm..." Brother Jue responded.
Bin Laden continued: "Generally speaking, in a one-on-one situation, I don't need to use a knife to kill people... Even if I use it, there won't be so much blood on the knife..."
"Oh..." Who is Feng Bujue? He understood this immediately. "No wonder the distribution of the blood stains is a bit strange...it turned out to be left during the interrogation..."
"Where did I just say... Oh, right..." Bin Laden brought the topic back to normal, "That was a gang of pirates. The total number of people... was about sixty people, and there were a total of twenty people who came to the island to search.
Six people, two people in groups. Not every group of them has two AKs. Most of them mainly use pistols, and some are also equipped with knives." When he said this, he had already searched everything in front of him.
"About an hour ago, the crew's cruise ship was occupied by them. Fortunately, the directors destroyed the surveillance on the ship, so we had the opportunity to play a cat and mouse game with these pirates here..." He
He pulled the bolt of the gun, stood up handsomely, and put the AK on his back again, "Anyway... "Venom in the Wild" is over, man..." He looked directly into Brother Jue's eyes and showed a weird smile,
