Chapter 217 The prisoners who took root on the island (2)
"Huh..." The man in black let out a long breath, "But luckily there aren't many cannibals chasing you. If there were too many, we wouldn't be able to help you."
"Thank you very much for your help!"
Nanemon, who felt like he had saved his life, quickly thanked the man in black and others with great enthusiasm.
Those who also hurried to greet him and thanked him were the companions of Nanchiemon.
Under the pursuit of those cannibals just now, there were only four people who had successfully followed Nanemon.
The man in black responded indifferently to the thanks given by Nanemon and the others.
"Humph, that's it." The man in black smiled, "You are very grateful to us?"
The tone of the man in black was very strange.
Nanemon, who heard the difference in the tone of the man in black, was about to say something when he saw the man in black wave his hand. Those who originally helped them stop the cannibal immediately picked up their weapons.
Surrounded Nanemon and others.
"Wait, wait!" Shichiemon said in a panic, "What are you going to do?"
"I don't plan to do anything." The man in black shrugged, "Let me introduce myself first. My name is Sotaro, and I am a ninja."
"Are you the fourth batch of prisoners to land on the island?"
"We are all the first batch of prisoners who landed on the island. From a certain perspective, we are your predecessors."
"The first few batches of people who landed on the island?" A look of astonishment appeared on Nanemon's face.
"Are you surprised?" Nanemon, who called himself Sotaro, sneered, "Did you not expect that so many of the previous batches of prisoners who landed on the island would still be alive?"
"Then let me tell you one more thing by the way - I am the first batch of people to land on the island. I have lived on this island for a long time."
"The assistance we just provided was not free."
"We saved your lives, and you gave us yours in return - that's fair, am I right?"
"What are you going to ask us to do?" Even though he tried to keep his spirits up and pretended to be calm, Nanemon's voice was still trembling slightly with fear and nervousness.
"Don't be nervous!" Sotaro patted Nanemon on the shoulder affectionately, "We won't do anything to you. What we ask you to do will actually be very beneficial to you."
"We have only one ask of you - join us."
Sotaro opened his arms towards Nanemon.
"The reason why we people can survive today is because of unity, helping each other and working together."
"We are now gathering as much combat power as possible."
"After you join us, in addition to having less freedom, you will be able to get the most scarce thing on this island - safety!"
"Then -" Sotaro said with a smile, "What is your choice?"
Nanchiemon glanced at the dazzling swords around him and cursed in his heart:
——What is our choice!
——Is there any choice?!
——If we dare to say even half a word ‘no’, they will definitely kill us without hesitation!
Although Nanemon had scolded him in his heart, his appearance was completely opposite to his heart.
Nanemon nodded to Sotaro with a bright smile, and then said respectfully:
"I'll join! Please let me join! I've always wanted to join such a big team! I've long had enough of this fearful life!"
After Nanemon took the lead in expressing his stance, the other companions around Nanemon rushed to express their willingness to join.
Looking at Nanemon and others who "voluntarily" joined, Sotaro smiled happily:
"That's right! Then - I will take you back to our base camp first and let you meet our boss first!"
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"Death, dead end?!"
On the rainy night on the first day he landed on the island, Heijuro, a thief who only knew how to steal, was invited by Nanemon to join his team. Unfortunately, when he was escaping from the cannibals, he ran away with Nanemon and others.
scattered.
What's even more unfortunate is that he just got separated, but there are two cannibals chasing him.
What's even more unfortunate is that - not only was he being chased by two cannibals, but he was very unlucky and ended up on a dead end.
Heijuro looked desperately at the dead end in front of him, and then looked desperately at the two cannibals pressing towards him from behind.
Then, with tears in his eyes, he pulled out the knife from his waist.
At this moment, only holding the knife in his hand can give Heijuro a little sense of security.
Although he was ready to die, Heijuro couldn't help but pray in his heart:
——God...! Buddha...! Anyone can do it! Come and save me!
These two cannibals were already fast enough to rush to Heijuro.
Heijuro, whose arms were shaking, closed his eyes tightly out of fear.
at this time--
laugh!
The loud sound of the blade cutting through flesh and bone exploded in front of Heijuro.
Then, Heijuro felt a large amount of warm, smelly blood splashing onto his body.
Heijuro asked doubtfully why in his heart, and slowly opened his eyes.
After opening his eyes, the first thing that caught Heijuro's eyes was an extremely dark environment.
There seemed to be something huge blocking the light in front of me.
Those two cannibals - they were all chopped into two pieces at waist level.
Heijuro looked closely and suddenly discovered that the thing blocking the light in front of him was a person!
An extremely tall man!
Heijuro had to raise his head as high as possible to see this person's head.
This giant man stood in front of Heijuro and behind the two cannibals.
In his hand was a large naginata that was still dripping with blood - at a glance, it was clear that this was the man who had just killed the two cannibals.
This giant man was wearing a monk's robe with white and black as the main colors. He had no footbags on his feet and stared at a pair of two-tooth wooden clogs.
The image of this giant man reminded Heijuro of the Heian period, Minamoto Yoshitsune's right-hand man, Benkei.
The giant man lowered his head, glanced at Heijuro, and then said softly:
"It's a living person..."
The giant man's words finally made Heijuro come back to his senses.
"Thank you for saving me!" Heijuro thanked him first, and then said urgently, "Let's get out of here quickly! These two monsters will be resurrected soon..."
laugh!
Before Heijuro finished speaking, the sound of a sharp blade splitting flesh and bones exploded again.
This time the sound came from the top of Heijuro's head... no, it should have come from Heijuro's body.
Without saying a word, the giant man directly waved the big naginata in his hand, aimed at Heijuro's head and struck it vertically, smashing Heijuro's head into pieces.
Heijuro didn't even have time to scream, and just collapsed to the ground softly.
"Ah~~" the giant man let out a comfortable groan, "killing living people is the most interesting. These guys who can't be killed no matter how hard they kill have no energy at all."
After that, the giant man swung his sword again and killed the two cannibals who had just been resurrected.