Chapter 630 Seeking Poison in the Wilderness (End)

After a chaotic burst of gunfire, Feng Bujue rolled and crawled into the bushes.

He was lucky. In the past five seconds, more than 30 bullets were fired at him, but none of them hit him.

"Haaa... Haaa..." Feng Bujue was out of breath after running for a few seconds. After all, he was using the body of a 40-year-old man, and his explosive power was indeed far inferior to that of a young man. "Huh... something is not right..." He took a breath and pondered, "Using two submachine guns to shoot at me like this, it is obvious that you don't intend to leave anyone alive... Such an obvious murder, who else would do it except me?" Thinking of this, he turned around quickly, hid behind the tree and looked around.

Soon, the answer appeared in front of him.

I saw... two men wearing striped sailor suits and cropped pants, with headscarves on their heads, each holding an AK47, walking out of the jungle across the stream.

"Fuck... who are these people?" Feng Bujue didn't remember seeing two such contestants in the opening cg of the script. They didn't look like the staff of the program team from their attire... even if they were really staff, there was no reason for them to use AK to fight the contestants, right?

"They are pirates."

Suddenly, a strange voice came from behind Feng Bujue.

Brother Jue was startled by the voice and turned around suddenly, and saw...

"Hush - don't be afraid, we are one of us." Laden, dressed in a traditional white Arab robe, was looking at Brother Jue with a serious face at this time, lowering his voice and saying, "I will tell you the details later, let's kill these two guys first..."

"Uh... OK." Feng Bujue only thought for a second and decided to do what the other party said.

In this second, Brother Jue's sight had swept over the AK on Laden's shoulder and the scimitar on his waist (the blade of the scimitar seemed to be stained with blood that had not dried yet).

So, he thought to himself: If Uncle Deng had hostility towards me, I would have been dead or injured long ago. He was able to come behind me without my noticing, but he didn't attack me... This shows that he is indeed one of our own. And the two men in turbans are undoubtedly the "enemies"...

"Well... military shovel, knife, slingshot..." Bin Laden glanced at Brother Jue, and then asked, "Do you have any other weapons? For example... guns?"

"Yes." Feng Bujue said, and took out a pistol from his trouser pocket, "There are six bullets." At this moment, he didn't play any empty words, just say what he had.

"How is your shooting?" Bin Laden asked quietly again, his voice was lower than before, because the two people outside the bushes were getting closer and closer.

"Within three meters, the chance of hitting the torso is more than 90%, within five meters, 70%, but further... it's hard to say..." Feng Bujue gave a more cautious and honest answer. He knew that it was best to speak more honestly at this time, and bragging or showing off could lead to serious consequences.

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

"Huh?" Feng Bujue was stunned for a moment.

Just as he was stunned, Bin Laden had already picked up the AK, lowered his body and moved sideways.

"Who is it!" The two pirates outside were originally chasing Brother Jue, and their attention was more focused, so when they saw the moving black shadow, they immediately shouted and raised their guns to shoot.

Of course, they were fast, but Bin Laden was faster than them.

And... more accurate!

Only "pop pop pop pop" was heard. Bin Laden's AK only made four sounds, and the heads of the two people in the distance exploded like watermelons.

After being shot in the head, the bodies of the two pirates were still twitching and fired a few shots, but that kind of shooting was inaccurate. 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. This is definitely a level that only shooting players above level 40 can reach, and it may even be higher... because Bin Laden's physical fitness, dynamic vision, reaction speed, etc.... should not be as good as those of level 40 players.

"Huh... Two more killed." Bin Laden, who killed two pirates, breathed a sigh of relief and muttered.

"'Again'..." Feng Bujue, who followed him out of the bushes, couldn't help but repeat this key word.

Bin Laden turned his head and looked at him: "Yes, otherwise where do you think this AK in my hand came from?"

"Well... Now that you put it this way, I understand..." Feng Bujue's mouth twitched and continued, "The original owner of this AK has become the dead soul of the knife on your waist, right..."

"That's right." Bin Laden said, walked to the bodies of the two pirates and began to search.

Feng Bujue has always been unwilling to lag behind in things like touching corpses, so he also hurried over to search for the body of another pirate. While groping, he asked: "So... can you tell me the 'specific situation' now? For example... who are they? Why do they want to kill me?"

"They are not going to kill 'you'." Bin Laden replied, "but to clean up the entire island." He paused, "Oh, by the way... they are pirates and drug lords, the captain is called Graybeard; the first mate is Max Gray, the son of Graybeard; their ship... or submarine... is called 'Parrot', named after the captain in memory of his dead pet parrot..."

"Hey, hey, hey... wait a minute..." Feng Bujue couldn't help interrupting, "How do you know so much?"

Bin Laden, who was busy searching the body, replied without raising his head: "Did you see the blood on my knife?"

"Yeah..." Brother Jue responded.

Bin Laden continued: "Generally speaking, in a one-on-one situation, I don't need to use a knife to kill people... Even if I do, there won't be so much blood on the knife..."

"Oh..." Feng Bujue knew who he was, and he understood what he said, "No wonder the distribution of the blood stains is a bit strange... It turns out that they were left during the interrogation..."

"Where was I just talking about... Oh, right..." Bin Laden brought the topic back to the main topic, "That's a group of pirates, the total number is... about 60 people, there are a total of 26 people coming to the island to search, two people in a group. Not every group of them has two AKs, most of them still Mostly pistols, some also have knives. "When he said this, he had finished searching the body in front of him, "About an hour ago, the cruise ship of the program crew was occupied by them. Fortunately, the director and his men destroyed the surveillance on the ship, so we have the opportunity to play cat and mouse games with these pirates here..." He pulled the bolt, stood up handsomely, and put the AK back on his back, "Anyway... "Wild Drug Hunt" is over, man..." He looked directly into Jue's eyes and showed a weird smile, "Now, let's play something real..." (To be continued...)