Palmer's hands were tightly tied with a hemp rope as thick as his index finger. There was a small hole in the palm of his left hand, and the blood dried up and turned black.
The wind blew through the forest from time to time, passing through the bloody holes, causing the palms of my hands to tremble slightly.
"I can give you a sum of money, a lot of money, please, please let me down."
When Bifang approached Palmer, he seemed to notice something. He raised his eyelids slightly and his breath was so weak that he seemed to be mumbling to himself.
The rope crossed a thick branch and wrapped around the trunk, half-hanging Palmer. He knelt on the ground, his hands were pulled up high, and his heavy head could only be rested on his arms.
Bi Fang actually did not hang Palmer too high, which would be suspected of "deliberate abuse."
It's just that the pain caused Palmer to secrete a large amount of adrenaline in a short period of time to suppress it. Now that the stamina has passed, Palmer, who has consumed a lot of oxygen in his body, doesn't even have the strength to stand up, so he shows his current posture.
Bi Fang squatted down, passed through the gap between his arms, and stared into the other person's eyes.
Palmer couldn't help but squint his eyes. It wasn't the pain or the dazzling sunlight that made his vision blurry.
He could see the fine hair on the other person's face, but he couldn't see the specific appearance. He could only faintly tell that he was Asian from the outline of his eyebrows.
The other party's skin was so good, as smooth and fair as a woman's. It actually radiated soft light in the sun, completely unlike someone who would be active in the wilderness.
The two of them were facing the setting sun, and the sunlight passed through the trees and dyed everything into a golden color.
The shadows of the two people flowed to the ground like ink, stretched extremely long, and spread into the bushes.
"I can give you money, lots and lots of money"
Palmer still doesn't understand what happened and who he offended.
Seeing the other party's attitude, I just thought that he was here to ask for money. Worried that the other party might not hear clearly, I repeated what I just said.
Bi Fang completely ignored his words.
"How many of you are here in total?"
Palmer was stunned when he heard the question, his brows twitched slightly, but he quickly calmed down.
The life-and-death crisis made Palmer's brain work rapidly, unleashing unprecedented potential.
Even during the SAT entrance exam, Palmer never thought about a question as hard as he did now. When he realized a possibility, he was bold enough to ask: "Are you a patrolman?"
"Yes, you must be a patrolman."
As if to enhance his own confidence, and to let the other party know that he had discovered the other party's identity, Palmer repeated the same sentence twice.
Seeing that the other party didn't respond, as if by default, Palmer became more and more sure of his guess.
Just be a patrolman.
I'm afraid it's some people with unknown origins. Those people are much more dangerous. As long as they have money, they are not afraid of killing people at all.
If you meet a few mentally ill people, money won't be easy to use, it all depends on the other person's mood.
Having wandered in the gray area all year round, Palmer is much more knowledgeable than normal people. Compared to the above, public officials are much easier to deal with. At least they are bound by the law and their positions.
"Brother, believe me, I just happened to be passing by with my friends."
Even if he was caught red-handed, Palmer could tell lies with his eyes open.
The audience who heard this suddenly burst into barrage enthusiasm.
【666, Are you treating Fang Shen as a fool? 】
[Fang Shen, can you bear this? 】
[Go up and give him two big mouths, no matter how cunning the fox is, he will become honest.]
[That’s not possible. Nowadays, we pay special attention to treating prisoners preferentially. It’s a good thing that all the fans in the live broadcast room are Lao Fang. If they were released, Lao Fang would have enough to drink. 】
[Either he has a problem with his IQ, or he thinks I have a problem with my IQ. I think it’s the former]
[Is there a possibility that it is the latter (funny)]
【Impossible, absolutely impossible!】
Palmer didn't know that his words aroused ridicule from the crowd. He even squeezed out some strength, opened his elbows, and revealed his face with a flattering smile.
Unfortunately, it was not very dry. It was covered with tear stains caused by pain, as well as the black and white rough stubble, and the body exuded an unpleasant smell.
Not everyone is as "gifted" as Bifang, who can stay dry for ten days and a half in the wilderness.
Bi Fang tilted his head and couldn't help laughing. He turned to the drone hidden in the branches of the tree and said, "It seems that he really treats me as a fool."
"Who, who are you talking to? Is there anyone there?"
Palmer was confused by this move and suspected that the opponent was not very normal. After all, he appeared dressed like a special soldier and used a short spear, just like a primitive man.
Who knows if they believe in some strange gods, and those backward primitive people are like this.
Of course, although he thought so in his heart, Palmer would not say it with his mouth.
Bi Fang waved his hand, and the drones flew out automatically, and there were still three of them.
Palmer's heart sank immediately when he saw this.
Body camera?
Are these people in Africa playing such high-end stuff now?
etc.
Asian, drone, awesome skills.
In a flash of lightning, Palmer blurted out: "Are you the wilderness anchor?"
"Oh, so I'm so popular now? Can I meet my fans here?"
[Is Lao Fang too unsure of his own influence (dog head)]
[What is the world’s number one adventurer?]
[One of the most famous and greatest explorers in the world]
[Who wouldn’t recognize the real-life Professor Jones (eating watermelon)]
Bifang put the clay pot under his buttocks and sat like a pony, then pulled Palmer's quiver aside, poured out all the arrows inside, and picked up one from it.
Then Bi Fang took out another complete arrow and compared the two, there was no difference.
This arrow was taken out from the lion and was recorded live during the whole process. The bag of arrows was also poured out live during the whole process.
The evidence is overwhelming.
Seeing this, Palmer's face looked as ugly as if he had eaten a fly. He couldn't tell whether it was because of anger or pain. His facial muscles couldn't stop twitching: "Damn it, you have no right to do this. It's still too late to put me down now. Here.
I won't say anything until now, I will notify my lawyer."
"Don't be so nervous, you should think about the good news." Bi Fang said in a brisk tone, "Although it is difficult to clean up the facts of your crime, the good thing is that I am not a murderous bandit, and you are safe now.
"mound
【Hahaha, you still have to be heartbroken to kill someone?】
[This expression is so interesting, I want to take a screenshot and use it as an emoticon pack]
[Why didn’t I realize that Lao Fang had such a naughty side?]
【666】
"May I have your name?"
silence.
"Where is the car you came from parked?"
Still silent.
Palmer may have felt relieved. As a public figure, Bi Fang could not lynch him. He insisted that he would wait for a lawyer and refused to answer any questions.
This is indeed difficult for Bi Fang, but it cannot be difficult for netizens with great abilities.
Moreover, Bi Fang's netizens are not limited to China. He also has many fans abroad.
The six degrees of separation theory has been most effectively embodied here.
【If I am not mistaken, he seems to be my dentist.】