Regev didn't care whether he was aiming or not. The beam of the flashlight shone in front of him. In the darkness, half of Bifang's face was covered in blood, making it a scary scarlet color.
Countless dust particles danced under the light, and several people's breathing became heavier.
Regev stood up. The knife in Bifang's hand was deeper and blood was flowing out.
"Let him go!"
"Put down the gun! Otherwise, these two will die!" Bi Fang shouted again, and the flying dust in the light beam shook slightly.
"Let him go first!"
"Then put the gun down!"
"You let him go first!"
"Throw the gun first!"
The four people made the forest become cramped and dangerous. Countless dust kept flying in the air, and the smell of blood covered the smell of sweat and stench of several people.
As he fell to the ground, Sapp could hear the cartilage between his cervical vertebrae wailing. Only the hard bones were left struggling to support the fragile blood vessels and nerve tubes. Bifang's kick almost broke his neck. Sapp still hadn't figured out what was going on.
Something happened and the situation began to get out of control.
Damn it, who are they fighting?
The anchors in China are so powerful. How did the Eight-Nation Allied Forces break in back then?
Sapp's mind was dizzy and full of messy thoughts.
Thick, warm blood gushed out along the tip of the hunting knife, making Bifang's right hand extremely slippery. The blood dripped down along his right elbow and formed a ball in the dust.
"Who are you exactly?"
Regev never imagined that the person Johnny asked him to deal with would be so difficult. Whether it was tactics or psychological quality, he was by no means an anchor who was proficient in survival, but more like an elite member of an ace unit.
"I'm your grandpa!"
"My grandfather has been dead for a long time." Regev did not understand the ridicule and answered seriously.
"Then I am your father!"
"Stop joking, Chinese, my third son is about to be strangled to death by you. Do you want to kill someone? You are a public figure, not people like us who live in darkness. Do you still want to live broadcast?"
"Who told you to rebel against your father? My drone was knocked down. Do you think my audience will call the police? How long will it take for the police to arrive?"
Bifang was spewing trash talk, and his English was sometimes mixed with Chinese and French, as if he was out of control, but his eyes were constantly staring at Regev and Sapp in front of him, using words to increase their tension and looking for opportunities.
Who can't act, whoever believes in it is stupid.
It was not clear how many people were ambushing him before, and he did not rashly kidnap the unconscious poacher, but now the situation has been basically figured out.
Except for Johnny, there are four poachers in total. The one who wields the flashlight is the boss. The rest are all good players, but they are much worse than the boss.
Bi Fang noticed Regev's prestige in this team. This kind of prestige cannot be established unless his strength far exceeds that of others.
Bi Fang glanced at Sapp, who was moving slowly: "And you, my grandson with a beard, your beard is so long because you took too many hormones? Grandpa told you to sit there and don't move."
Regev nodded to Sapp, who looked at him, and told him not to move for the time being. He continued to say to Bifang: "Then let's each take a step back. You let go of the third child, and I'll let you go. I don't want the wild goose anymore."
Bi Fang pouted: "Are you kidding? Do you think I will believe it? Throw your father's body in the wild and be eaten by wild wolves? You are really a filial son."
"Nothing works, what do you want?"
Regev moved slowly, and Bifang also moved to the side. The two of them were like two rocks in the running water, unable to move even if the water washed them away.
"Put the gun away, I'll take this guy away, and I'll let him go when it's safe."
"You're kidding."
"You will still die when the police come!"
"Then you will die first!"
"Then let's die together!"
"Who is afraid of whom!"
"come!"
"come!!"
"come!!"
The veins on their foreheads were exposed, and they roared one after another, each one louder than the other, and the dust that should have been sinking stirred up again.
Regev's gun kept pointing upward, ready to beat Bifang into a sieve at any time. Bifang's arms kept shrinking like a python, and he couldn't keep his right hand straight when he pulled out the hunting knife.
Sapu fell to the ground and stared at Bu Guang, his face getting increasingly ugly.
Eric's face was pale, his body temperature continued to drop, and the extreme lack of oxygen made him almost faint.
Even the audience was so suffocated by this suffocating scene that they couldn't breathe. This was a real life-and-death situation. No one could do anything to anyone, no one wanted to die, and everyone wanted the other to die.
The soil became soft and rotten under the infiltration of blood, and bloody footprints were left one after another.
"It's okay for us to be frozen all the time. When the police come, it won't be a good thing."
Bi Fang sneered: "The bad thing is you."
Regev also laughed: "If we die, why don't we take you with us?"
"How did you know you could take me with you?"
"Don't waste time. It was our fault today. I already regret it. Eighteen wild geese, a total of less than 20,000 yuan, is not enough for medical expenses. So, let me count to three. Let's all work together. I will throw the gun and you will let them go.
,Ok?"
"good!"
"one!"
Regev pointed his pistol downward.
"two!"
Bi Fang's arms were slightly loose.
"three!"
No one moved.
The audience was all stunned, and immediately broke into a cold sweat. The game between life and death, just through the screen, could feel the smell of blood entering their nostrils, and then stimulating the brain.
"Areyoukidding??" Regev raised his arm and continued to point the gun, but his little finger hooked the flashlight, silently accumulating power.
"Both each other, how did your son deceive me?" Bi Fang continued to spray, and when the other party was angry, he achieved his goal. A calm opponent is the most terrifying, but it is a pity that the other party is not fooled.
"Don't be fake, let's do it for real this time." Regev suggested again.
"Then did you admit that the previous time was a lie?" Bi Fang turned the tip of the knife, more blood flowed out, and Lao San screamed in pain. Bi Fang avoided the artery, but he could sever the artery at any time. This was the ultimate
What's terrible is that life and death depend on the other person's thoughts!
"It's you who didn't let him go." Regev was not ashamed at all.
"Fuck you." Bi Fang used Chinese, but anyone can guess the meaning.
"This time it's for real."
"Are you telling the truth? What guarantee do you have?"
"If you say that, there's no way it will end."
"Then I'll count this time!"
"good."
This time it was Regev who agreed. He didn't want to delay any more time, which would be detrimental to both parties.
"one!"
Bi Fang landed on the soles of his feet, tightened his muscles, and moved forward slightly. His muscles undulated like water waves and then tightened.
"two!"
Sap next to him looked at Regev for a while, and then looked at Bifang, not knowing what he was thinking.
Regev's arm muscles relax, making it easier to react.
"three!!"
Bi Fang roared, and an endless stream of power poured into his body. When he burst out with power, he would have no chance to think or change.
In an instant, a beam of light swept across. It was Regev. He took out his flashlight and gave Bifang a look!
The audience was so nervous that they lacked oxygen. They thought that they would be blinded instantly in this situation, but Bifang was prepared. He didn't even look at Regev and squatted down directly!
The moment he threw out the flashlight, Regev kicked off the ground. Weeds and leaves were flying under his feet. His hard back touched the muddy ground. His calloused hands quickly grabbed the gun that had not yet landed. Under the black and cold gun
Catch it before it hits the ground!
Quickly, Regev rolled down and squatted down to take the gun, aiming!
But a familiar figure stood in front of him, it was Eric!
Regev's sight was blocked by Eric, and more blood spattered away. He clearly saw the gray eyes of the third child, and the blood on his neck spread rapidly, soaked into the clothes, and turned into a blurry black.
The enemy cut open his aorta.
"NO!"
Regev shouted angrily and pulled the trigger on the figure behind Sap!