The man didn't speak, just stared at Yan Sixian fiercely with a pair of eyes.
His emotions were so intense that Yan Sixian doubted whether he really had a grudge against this person to kill his father, but Yan Sixian didn't dare to guarantee the hatred of taking love.
So Yan Sixian carefully observed the person's appearance again, and tried to see from his appearance whether he had slept with this person's sister, sister, girlfriend or the like.
To no avail.
The reason why Yan Sixian came up with this series of somewhat absurd ideas was because this was not the first time he had been attacked.
Are these people crazy, and when they see him, they will fight desperately and kill him.
Just as I was wondering, the gun went off.
Yan Sixian heard the gunshots and glanced in the direction of the gunshots, but he didn't see anything.
The visual range in the forest is really limited, and you can only judge that the sound of gunfire is not far away.
Yan Sixian felt nervous in his heart.
Some people have guns, and he is unarmed.
And, judging from the current situation, the man with the gun is likely to be friend or foe.
What the hell is going on, how is everyone like crazy Perhaps some of the things on this island cannot be explained by common sense.
Yan Sixian thought about it, and the people on the ground got up.
The knife he used to attack Yan Sixian had been taken away, and he was bare-handed, but he was not afraid, and rushed forward like a desperate player.
Yan Sixian waved the knife, wanting to scare him away, but the other party was not afraid at all, and directly met Yan Sixian's knife with his chest, and at the same time his hand was clawed, as if he wanted to scratch Yan Sixian to death.
Just looking at this situation, the other party really has no experience in fighting, not so much desperate, but more like a dog jumping off the wall.
"Looking for Death" Yan Sixian pinned the knife to his waist, dodged the opponent's attack sideways, and tripped the man to the ground again as soon as he raised his leg.
This time, he didn't give the other party a chance to get up, and he pounced and pressed the man to the ground.
Yan Sixian has a height of nearly one meter nine, his body is well-proportioned, not heavy, but his lean muscles are not light, after suppressing that person, he found that the other party not only has no experience in fighting, but is even a little weak.
Obviously, he had struggled with all his might, and even the green tendons on his neck and temples were violent, but the struggle was soft, like he hadn't eaten enough.
"Don't bother."
Yan Sixian said: "I won't hurt you, don't come nonsense, let's talk about what the situation is now."
Suddenly, the look of hatred disappeared, and the other party showed a look of fear, as if he had changed his face.
Not only was he afraid, but he also shed tears.
"I don't want to lose, but it's too difficult, I'm done, no one can save me when it's over, I'm just a mud, I don't want a bug that no one wants."
"Hey, you go with me first, I didn't do anything to you, can you cry again after we finish talking?"
Yan Sixian has a big head.
He slowly got up defensively, no longer suppressing the man, and the man no longer fought back, just lying on the ground in his original position, but the tears were still flowing, and he looked like he was in despair.
Now Yan Sixian is in a dilemma, whether to leave this person here Yan Sixian asked a few more words, but the man just cried and didn't answer.
Thinking of the gunfire just now, Yan Sixian's heart tugged again, the ghost knew if this cry would attract the person with the gun, Yan Sixian decisively decided to give up.
"That brother, don't cry, let's leave it at that, let's go back to our own homes and find our own mothers."
After speaking, Yan Sixian turned his head and left.
Walking dozens of meters away, the crying gradually became inaudible.
But before he could get past 100 meters, he heard a scream.
Screams filled with fear.
Yan Sixian was sure that this cry was from the crying bag just now.
If a person can make such a cry, the situation must be terrible, and it is likely that he has encountered some mortal danger.
Almost out of the professional instinct of the police, Yan Sixian turned around without hesitation and rushed back.
On the way back, he sorted out the ideal method again: saving people is secondary, let's see what the situation is, don't be impulsive, it's important to save your life.
It's quite simple.
As soon as he ran back, Yan Sixian saw a person riding on the crying bag, pinching his neck with both hands.
The crying bag's face was also purple, and his eyes were bulging.
"I'll go."
Yan Sixian rushed forward, raised his foot and kicked the kid who was pinching people.
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It was a boy with a very fashionable hairstyle, nearly thirty years old, with long hair on the top of his head, tied in pigtails, and all the rest of the place was shaved off, but it was neat.
On the scalp above one of his ears, there is also a string of English letters tattooed on it.
The clothes are a mountaineering suit, and if it weren't for the appearance of rolling through the mud and dust, it would look like a tourist.
But Yan Sixian knew that this tattooed brother was by no means a tourist.
The tattooed brother of "Hold the Grass" was kicked by Yan Sixian, and immediately put on a look of wanting to fight, but seeing Yan Sixian, who was tall and tall, coupled with the uncertainty of the life and death of the crying bag, he didn't want to fall into a situation of one enemy and two enemies, so he confessed.
Yan Sixian's female relatives were stunned and didn't scold.
The person who knows the times is Junjie, and the tattoo brother obviously knows this well, so he immediately changed his words and changed the opening method that was not too cowardly, but also left room for maneuver.
"You're sick with the grass."
Yan Sixian felt that he was really sick, because he was scolded and he was not angry at all, but still a little happy.
"You are normal," Yan Sixian asked.
"Nonsense, you're not normal" It's like a conversation between two fools.
However, such conversations continue.
Yan Sixian pointed to the dying crying bag on the ground and said, "You want to kill him."
The tattooed brother showed a suspicious look, "You don't kill" The crying bag who fell to the ground took a long breath, and it seemed that he had recovered from it.
Yan Sixian looked at the crying bag, then looked at the tattooed brother, and confirmed again: "You can really communicate normally" The tattooed brother couldn't hold back, and the scolding that was held back finally came out.
"Haha, it's you."
Yan Sixian couldn't help but say, quickly took two steps forward, and raised his hand to punch.
The tattooed brother didn't expect that the person in front of him didn't greet him before he started, so he was shocked and hurriedly raised his hand to block it.
After two or three moves, Yan Sixian made a rough estimate, this one knows a little bit about three-legged cat skills, Wang Baquan is decent, but of course it can't be compared with him, the international champion of sanda.
Without moving the knife, Yan Sixian swept his leg at the opponent's knee socket, and the man knelt down with a puff.
Yan Sixian grabbed it with a backhand and grabbed one of his arms.
The arm that was buckled was in severe pain, and the tattooed brother had no strength at once, let alone fighting back, it was difficult to struggle, and he felt that his arm might be scrapped at any time.
"Brother and brother, spare your life, God, I can't follow you, I will do all the hard work and tiring work, I will help you kill people, hey, hey, brother, I don't want to die."
Seeing that the tattooed brother also dragged out his crying voice, Yan Sixian decisively let go.
"Don't Cry and Hold Back" The tattooed brother cried for a second.
"Oops, you squeak."
"Tell me what's going on here."
Yan Sixian said.
"Ahh After saying this, he regretted it again, as if he was afraid of angering Yan Sixian, so he hurriedly put away his surprise and said: "Then you, uh, you don't know the situation here, why shouldn't you be here?"
"Where is so much nonsense for you, I ask" "Eh," the tattooed brother remembered to explain to Yan Sixian, "This is a competition." ” "What a game."
"Killing, how to say, I don't know how many people there are in this place, anyway, everyone kills each other, until the killing is over, whoever survives to the end, who can get a large sum of money, and ensure that they have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of their lives."
"It's really fake," Yan Sixian will be skeptical.
Without waiting for the tattooed brother to answer, the crying bag that fell to the ground woke up, and as soon as he woke up, he heard such words, and he didn't know where the strength came from, and the whole person was like a cannonball, and it pounced on the tattooed brother.
"You talk nonsense, you talk nonsense, this is purification, sanctification, purification, killing, killing these wicked people, my brothers, Yasheng, help me" "Fuck your uncle" The tattooed brother threw the crying bag to the ground and quickly punched him twice.
He was also on guard against Yan Sixian, so he didn't dare to kill the crying bag, for fear of being attacked by Yan Sixian halfway through, and one against two.
"This man is sick, don't pay attention to him, what I told you is true."
Tattoo brother.
"Oh."
Yan Sixian was obviously still hesitating, "What you said, it's too evil, why should you take the money if you win, and the person who gives the money is full."
"You're really right, it's enough to eat."
The tattoo brother almost said: "Poor ghosts like us, of course we don't know the hobbies of those rich people, I heard that, they love to find excitement, we are working here, there are a group of rich people betting." ” Yan Sixian really wants to say brother, you have watched too many movies, we rich people are really not like this, except for a few fools, we are sparing our lives, and we will not participate in illegal activities unless we have to.
But when the other party told it, he was very sincere, not only sincere, but also with the expectation of a huge bonus, and the nervousness of being pressed could not be pretended.
Yan Sixian's thoughts were regarded as "tempting" and "hesitating" by the tattoo brother, and the tattoo brother asked tentatively: "Do you want to make a lot of money?"
” If you want to put it aside, it is simply ironic to ask Yan Sixian this kind of question, just like asking Yao Ming if he wants to grow taller, and asking Einstein if he needs to learn primary school mathematics, Yan Sixian will definitely be full of disdain.
However, at this time, Yan Sixian thought about it very seriously.
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Soon, he gave the results of the considerations.
"I think so," Yan Sixian said: "Money is not important, it is more reliable to find a way to leave this island first, do you know where this is?"
Saying this, Yan Sixian really got up and let go of the tattooed brother.
The tattooed brother couldn't believe it and hesitated to get up.
"You really don't kill me" "You want me to kill" Yan Sixian took a step forward.
"Don't don't, there's something to say."
The tattooed brother pulled out a sneer that was more ugly than crying.
"You come with me."
Yan Sixian said.
The tattooed brother hesitated.
"Who said just now that you are willing to follow me, you are willing to do hard work and need me to invite you" "No, no, no, that" the tattooed brother pointed to the crying bag on the ground, "won't he kill?"
"Let me give you a suggestion."
Yan Sixian said.
"What to suggest" "Hold on.
Survival games have been played, and those who kill all sides at the beginning often don't survive to the end. ” "You're saying hide first and wait for others to kill each other first" "Anyway, if I have it, I'll do it."
"No, you're such an outsider, you really don't know" "What" "If you can hide until the end, of course it will be good, but you won't be able to get the equipment."
"What equipment" "Knives, guns, bullets, or something, you heard the gunshot just now?"
Everyone who participated in the contest was given something before entering the venue.
Some are knives, some are guns, some are bullets, and some are rations and fresh water.
Kill people, steal things, and live. ” When he spoke, the tattooed brother's eyes kept glancing at Yan Sixian and the crying bag, as if he was assessing what the two of them were carrying.
Yan Sixian simply took out the knife from his lower back.
"Don't look for it, his knife is with me."
The tattooed brother was stunned.
"I didn't want to rob it, he attacked me first.
I really didn't participate in your competition, believe it or not. ” Yan Sixian skillfully played a knife flower, putting on a posture of "Anyway, Lao Tzu is better than you, I don't believe you will try your life".
The tattooed brother immediately said: "I believe it." ” Yan Sixian inserted the knife back into his waist, glanced at the crying bag again, and said, "Since I have already obtained his things, there is no need to kill him, let's talk about it later." ” His words were unquestionable, and he raised his feet and left.
The tattoo brother hesitated for a moment, and finally caught up with Yan Sixian.
Yan Sixian sighed in his heart.
Crying brother, I can only help you get here, I hope your bullshit is a holy spirit.
After walking a little farther, the tattooed brother plucked up his courage and asked Yan Sixian, "Then how did you come to this island?"
Yan Sixian decided to tell part of the truth.
"I was caught, and I finally found a chance to escape, but I don't know how to get out of the island now."
"Flee to the sea on all sides, how can you escape" Yan Sixian rolled his eyes, "If I knew, I wouldn't be here." ” The tattooed brother hit the railroad while it was hot: "Maybe I can take you away, as long as we win the game, they will send me away, and there is money, and the money can be divided equally between the two of us" Yan Sixian felt that if he continued to talk about it, he couldn't help but show his eyes as a fool.
Yan Sixian interrupted him and said, "Even if what you say is true, you are not afraid that I will lie to you if I am also a contestant."
"Of course there is such a possibility, to be honest, I don't believe your words now, run away or something" The tattooed brother didn't hide it, "However, if you are a contestant, we will have to meet sooner or later, sooner or later you will live and die, cooperate first, and live one more minute is a minute."
Maybe you'll take pity on me and let me live in the end. ” This is not without reason.
Yan Sixian decided to be skeptical of his words.
"So, how did you participate in this competition, you won't be able to sign up for the audition?"