Thriller Paradise Chapter 630: The Wilderness Seeking Poison (End)

Feng Bujue crawled into the bushes after a mess of gunfire.

He was very lucky. In the five seconds just now, a total of 30 bullets were shot at him, but none of them hit him.

"Ha...Ha..." These few seconds of running wildly made Feng Bujue 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. "Well...it's not quite right..." He breathed slightly, and then he muttered, "Take two. The submachine gun swept at me like this, obviously not intending to keep alive... such an obvious murder, who else would do it besides me?" Thinking of this, he quickly turned around and hid behind the tree and looked at it with his head on the head for a while. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

Soon, the answer appeared before his eyes on its own.

I saw...Two men in striped sailor suits and cropped trousers, with turbans on their heads, were walking from the jungle across the stream, each holding an AK47.

"Fuck...Who is this?" Feng Bujue didn't remember that he had seen two such players in the opening CG of the script, and they didn't look like the staff of the show crew... even if they were really working. People, there is no reason to use AK to play players, right?

"They are pirates."

Suddenly, a strange voice came from behind Feng Bujue.

Brother Jue was taken aback when he heard the sound, and suddenly turned his head, only to see...

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. , Let’s kill these two guys first..."

"Uh...Okay." Feng Bujue only considered for a second before deciding to do what the other party said.

In this second, Jue Ge's eyes have swept across the AK on Bin Laden's shoulders and the scimitar (the blade of the scimitar seems to be stained with wet blood).

So, he thought to himself: If Uncle Deng was hostile to me, then I would have died or injured. He was able to come down behind me without me noticing it, but he didn't attack me... This shows that he is indeed ‘owner’. And those two men with turbans are undoubtedly "enemies"...

"Um... Army shovel, knife, slingshot..." Bin Laden glanced at Brother Jue. Then he asked, "Do you have any other weapons? For example... a gun?"

"Yes." Feng Bujue said, and took out the pistol from his pocket, "There are six bullets." At this moment, he didn't play anything, he just said whatever he wanted.

"How's your marksmanship?" Bin Laden asked again, his voice lower than before, because the two people outside the bush were getting closer and closer.

"The confidence of shooting a torso within three meters is more than 90%. Within five meters, it is 70%, but no matter how far away... it's hard to say..." Feng Bujue gave a more cautious and honest answer. Knowing that at this time, it is best to speak truthfully. Bragging or bragging may cause serious consequences.

"Then you save bullets." Unexpectedly, bin Laden gave this answer. "I can deal with them alone."

"Huh?" Feng Bujue was taken aback for a moment.

Just as he was stunned, bin Laden had already held his AK, lowered his body and moved out.

"Who!" The two pirates outside were chasing Brother Jue. They were more focused, so as soon as they saw the moving black shadow, they immediately shouted and raised their guns.

Yes. They are fast, bin Laden is faster than them.

And...more accurate!

I only heard "Papa Papa", the AK in Bin Laden's hand only rang four times, and the heads of the two people in the distance exploded like watermelon.

After being headshot, the bodies of the two pirates convulsed and fired a few shots, but the shooting was 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 only for players above level 40, and it may even be higher... because bin Laden's physical fitness, dynamic vision, reaction speed, etc.... should all be inferior to level 40 players. .

"Huh... solve two more." Bin Laden, who had killed the two pirates, exhaled lightly, and muttered.

"'Again..." Feng Bujue, who followed out of the bushes, couldn't help repeating this keyword again.

Osama bin Laden turned his head and looked at him: "Yeah, or where do you think my AK comes from?"

"Well... I understand when you say this..." Feng Bujue's mouth twitched. "The original owner of this AK has become the dead soul of the knife at your waist..."

"Yes." Bin Laden said, walking to the corpses of the two pirates and starting a search.

Things like touching a corpse. Feng Bujue had always been unwilling to be left behind, so he hurried over to search for the body of another pirate. While groping, he asked: "So... now can you talk about the ‘specific situation’? For example... Who are they? Why do you want to kill me?"

"They are not going to kill you." Bin Laden replied, "but to clean up the entire island." He paused, "Oh, yes...they are pirates and drug lord, the captain's name is Hui Beard; the first officer is named Max Grey, the son of Greybeard; their ship...or submarine...named "Parrot", named after the captain in memory of his dead pet parrot..."

"Hey hey hey...you wait..." Feng Bujue couldn't help interrupting, "how do you know so much detail?"

The bin Laden who was busy searching for the corpse replied without raising his head: "Did you see the blood on my knife?"

"Hmm..." Brother Jue responded~IndoMTL.com~ Bin Laden said, "Generally speaking, in a one-to-one situation, I don’t need a knife to kill...Even if I use it, I don’t need a knife. So much blood..."

"Oh..." Who is Feng Bujue, he understands these words, "It's no wonder that the distribution of blood stains is a bit strange... It turned out to be left behind during the interrogation..."

"Where did I just say...oh, yes..." Bin Laden returned the topic to formality, "That's a pirates, the total number... about sixty people came to the island to search for it. There are a total of twenty-six people in groups of two. They don’t have two AKs in each group. Most of them are pistols and some are equipped with knives.” When he said this, he had already searched. The corpse in front of him said, "About an hour ago, the cruise ship of the show crew was occupied by them. Fortunately, the director destroyed the surveillance on the ship, so we had the opportunity to play a cat and mouse game with the pirates here... …" He pulled the bolt, got up handsomely, and put the AK on his back again, "Anyway... "The Wilderness Seeking Poison" is over, man..." He looked directly at Brother Jue's eyes, revealing a weird one. Smile, "Now, let's play something real..." (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for a recommendation and monthly pass. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to read.)