Thriller Paradise Chapter 627: The Wilderness Seeking Poison (23)

"Look, this is what I often say-make the best use of everything." Looking at the blood splashing on the sea, Gray Beard smiled with satisfaction.

At this moment, he is standing on the deck of the submarine, enjoying a "shark show" with a cheerful expression on his face.

And the protagonist of this show... Except for a few sharks attracted by the smell of blood, it is naturally pus.

The rock star never dreamed that... the cause of his death would be—a pirate shot a few holes with a musket, then threw it into the sea to feed the fish.

"I hate hippies." After the pus is gone and the sharks are gone, Greybeard shook the hook of his right hand again, and said, "I'd rather use a dozen hippies to change one for a while. The dog that brushes the deck."

"But I remember you said...you hate dogs..." a crew member standing aside answered.

"Huh?" Graybeard turned his head slightly and glared at the man. "Boy...what's your name?"

"Uh...I'm Butch, Captain." Butch's expression suddenly became serious, "Please don't kill me, Captain."

"Bah!" Gray Beard tilted his head and spit, "Am I like that kind of murderer?"

His voice hasn't finished yet, but he can hear...

"Ah--" A scream suddenly sounded from a distance.

Graybeard and Butch heard the sound and saw that a crew member who was scrubbing the deck with a sponge mop happened to be spit in the eye and fell on all fours.

"Have you seen? Butch." After two seconds of stunned Greybeard, his expression straightened, and he turned to Butch and said, "It is definitely a good idea to let the dog brush the deck."

"Yes... the captain is wise." Butch nodded repeatedly.

"Huh..." Gray Beard snorted coldly, then said, "Well, Butch, you go call the first mate. I have something to discuss with him."

"Aye_aye,!" Butch responded loudly, then turned and ran away.

When the other party walked away, Gray Beard shook his head, shrugged and muttered: "Well...Which **** was responsible for recruiting sailors the last time I landed..." He raised his left hand and pinched his fingers. "Tom, Jerry, Butch (the above three names are all characters in "Cat and Mouse")...what's next? Teck? I'm a drug lord, not a kid's product..."

As he was talking to himself, First Mate Max Gray was on the deck.

"Father, are you looking for me for something?" Max quickly walked to Graybeard's side and asked in his immature voice.

"Yes, son." Greybeard replied. "Tom and they have returned from the investigation."

"What? So fast?" When Tom and the others returned, Max happened to be not on the deck, so he asked.

"Hmm..." Graybeard answered, "They walked across the beach and walked into the woods, and they immediately spotted a person and...many surveillance cameras." He paused. "So they caught the man and turned back."

"Oh..." Max nodded, then asked, "Where is the man?"

"I threw it into the sea to feed the fish." Greybeard replied.

"Huh?" Max's expression changed slightly, "Then...what did you ask?"

"I asked." Gray Beard said, touching his beard, "His name is John Winston. Pus."

"Huh?" Max tilted his head, "Is this guy with the same name as the lead singer?"

"The headsplitter?" Greybeard froze for two seconds. "Oh~ you mean those hippies?" Then, he turned his head and looked at the sea subconsciously, "Um...Speaking of...the pus I threw to feed the fish just now is also a hippie... …"

Hearing this sentence, an ominous feeling came into Max’s heart spontaneously: "Father, what does that person look like... Can you describe it?"

"I'm probably in my thirties. I'm a white man; light brown eyes, brown hair, hairstyle and dress...I don't remember, it's a hippie anyway." Greybeard replied.

"Haha..." Max chuckled dryly. "No..." His eyes flickered and his brain flickered. After more than ten seconds, his eyes widened suddenly, "Father! You just said... Tom found many cameras on the island?"

"Um. Yeah." Graybeard asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Max didn't answer, or said... he couldn't answer.

The next second, Max turned his head and ran wildly, rushing back into the submarine. Only his inexplicable dad stood alone on the deck in a daze.

About five minutes later, Max returned with a tablet computer in his hand.

"Watch it for yourself." He turned the computer screen around and held it in front of his father.

Greybeard took the computer with one hand. After watching for a few seconds, he lowered his head and asked: "Is that hippie so famous?" He curled his lips in annoyance, "I knew that... I should keep him, blackmail. Ransom or something."

"Don't worry, daddy, there are so many celebrities on this island that can hold you hostage." Max turned his face and looked at Carnabis Island. "I already know that this island is What's the matter..."

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The words are divided into two parts, let’s look at Feng Bujue again.

After receiving 【Yuan】 from Clams, he embarked on his "challenge journey."

And the first thing he did was hit the birds.

Obviously, [using a long-range attack (without any traps) to kill an animal belonging to the class of birds] is the simplest of the five branches. Just raise your hand to send and the task will be completed.

However, in actual operation, Feng Bujue quickly discovered a problem.

"Hmm..." Brother Jue raised his head, looking at a branch that he had shot off, and muttered, "Because it's not his own body...so even shooting expertise is useless..."

Yes, this is the problem he faces...

Although Jue's shooting expertise is average, he still has a C-level. He can hit something within seven or eight meters with a slingshot.

But now... he uses Stephen Carbon's body. Naturally, the various abilities of this body cannot be "specialized correction". So...whether it can hit the target, it all depends on Feng Bujue's own operation.

To put it simply... he is now hitting things with a slingshot in the real world. If you want to hit, you have to aim at the angle, calculate the strength, and the accuracy... and even consider the target's reaction and wind direction.

"It's not good... the size of birds is generally small, and most of them stay high..." Feng Bujue muttered as he searched for the next target, "If it gets too close, the target may be Fly away, but too far away, it is extremely difficult to hit..."

"————"

Suddenly, two peculiar calls came into Brother Jue's ears, interrupting his thoughts.

Maybe it's a coincidence, maybe it's luck, maybe it's fate, maybe the protagonist's halo...In short, at the moment when Feng Bujue was in trouble, a miracle...appeared.

With those two calls, a strange big bird came out of the forest.

Yes, this bird "walked out" because it couldn't fly at all.

Feng Bujue quickly recognized the animal when he took a closer look. He couldn't help but blurt out: "The Dodo (can be regarded as one of the most famous extinct animals except dinosaurs. The dodo is larger, They are dull and can't fly. They have survived on the island of Mauritius for millions of years without any problems. But less than a hundred years after being discovered by humans, they were completely affected by human hunting and other human activities. Extinct)?"

The one in front of Brother Jue is indeed the Dodo. Its plumage is blue-gray, and its abdomen is lighter in color; its beak resembles a eagle and is slightly black; its wings are short and unable to fly; its legs are thick and yellow, like two elongated chicken feet. And its most notable feature is... there is a tuft of curled up feathers on the hip. Combined with its honest and dull image, it can be described as cute.

"————" The Dodo bird raised his head and yelled at him twice as if he had heard Brother Jue's words.

"This..." Feng Bujue hesitated, "Isn't the Dodo in this universe extinct..."

Brother Jue is not an animal protectionist, but he occasionally shows kindness casually, inexplicably, and convulsively (this should have been the case when Ass was adopted). Besides...he knows a thing or two about a famous animal like the dodo. So at this moment his mood... is similar to seeing a panda. Even if he knows what he should do (down) (kill) (hand), he will consider it before acting.

"Oh...No way, who will let you bird..." Nearly ten seconds later, the ideological struggle of Brother Jue was over. He immediately leaned over and grabbed a small piece of soil and put it in the leather pocket of the slingshot.

After finishing the ammunition, Jue-ge stood up straight again, and then the two legs were differentiated, the left arm was raised to the side, and the right arm was drawn, so that the slingshot was tilted to a 45-degree angle to the horizontal.

His "oblique straight arm swing~IndoMTL.com~ is an easy-to-master, accurate and stable slingshot style. Of course...a correct posture is just the basics. It doesn't mean you can In a standard posture, you will get hits all the time.

"Hoo...for such a big target, at a distance of about seven meters, you can't miss the opportunity..." Feng Bujue straightened the rubber band and aimed at it properly, "This way... a challenge is over..."

When he talked about the word "finished", his right hand had already let go, and the projectile was shot. The moment that small piece of mud flew out of the leather bag, it suddenly changed, turning into a round in the air, emitting a bright yellow light.

Two seconds later, there was only a bang. The light bomb hit... the ground.

"?" The Dodo turned his head and looked at the pit one meter away, and made a rising voice, then it shook its fat body and ran into the forest again.

"Cut...Did you miss..." Feng Bujue's expression didn't show much disappointment. He just put away the slingshot calmly and said, "Forget it...this is God's will, do it first Let’s take another challenge.” After that, he whistled and went back on the road... (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendation and monthly pass. Your support is me. The greatest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to read.)