Six figures were running in the jungle, and Leng Yan and others were behind them. Behind them was a group of American search teams.
After running for a while, several people stopped in front of a stream.
"Huang Jie...Huang Jie..." Not long after stopping, Allen shouted anxiously.[
Leng Yan and others hurriedly came up and saw Huang Jie's chest stains, his face was pale, and his breath was faint.
"Brother Di Tian, I can't do it..." Huang Jie looked at Leng Yan with a sad expression and said, "Can you send me a ride?"
Leng Yan's pupils suddenly shrank, and his palms trembled slightly.
"Brother Di Tian...please..." Huang Jie begged: "The pursuers will arrive soon, I can't drag you down."
Slap!
The five fingers were clenched together hard, making a series of explosions. Leng Yan walked towards Huang Jie silently, stretched out his hand tremblingly, placed it on Huang Jie's cheek, and said, "I will not leave any brother behind..."
As he said that, he suddenly stood up, staring at the distance with his eyes tightly, his eyes churning in anger. For the first time, he was so passive and frustrated that he made up his mind to kill the savage.
The group of seven people came to this primitive jungle and did not encounter any problems for the first month. In his eyes, the search teams in the United States were simply decorations, but all this changed after meeting the savages.
The savage first injured Geng Chong, then took the opportunity to kill Pier, harassing them every day. Recently, relying on the familiarity of the jungle environment, he always attracts the search team from the United States, and this is how Huang Jie was injured...
"Huang Jie..." Just as Leng Yan was thinking about his thoughts, Alan suddenly cried out in grief, Leng Yan's body stiffened, and he slowly looked back and saw Huang Jie lying in Alan's arms, with a smear of blood coming out of his mouth.
"Damn it, it's all the savage, I'm going to fuck him." Ye Haoran roared angrily, rushed back with a sniper rifle.
"Stop!" Leng Yan shouted fiercely. Ye Haoran stopped in anger and shouted: "Pier is dead, Huang Jie is dead, so are we just doing nothing like this?"
"Haoran, calm down." Geng rushed forward, put his palm on his shoulder, and said, "We know your mood very well, but impulse cannot solve the problem. You are not a match for the savage..."
"This is not possible, that is not possible. Can we just wait to die like this?" Ye Haoran sat on the ground and said angrily: "In the jungle, no matter how we hide, we can't escape the savage's sight. Now he is again
We have a tacit understanding with the American army and lead that group of people to encircle us every day. If we don’t get rid of him, we will all be tortured to death by him.”
"It's all my fault. If it weren't for my delay in understanding the realm of transformation, I wouldn't have been so passive." Geng Chong blamed himself. Among these people, Leng Yan could deal with the savages, but he could not leave Geng Chong, Ye Haoran and the others.
It's too far away, otherwise, once the savage takes the opportunity to attack, none of these people will be opponents.
"Can you and Zhong Huiyi, the other three, still be unable to deal with a savage?" Ye Haoran said unconvincedly. "If we fight head-on, the three of us will naturally defeat him, but will the savage give us a chance to fight head-on?" Geng said.
He shook his head and exhaled a sip of turbid air.
rustle!
Just as the few people were worried, a low voice came from afar. The American search team chased after him again. Ye Haoran bounced up and cursed, "It's really a ghost."