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"President, it's six o'clock. ”

Wilson opened his eyes and pushed away the two delicate bodies that lingered around him.

Wilson at this time (the appearance cannot be described), the traces left on the ground, bear witness to the madness of last night.

"Get up!" Wilson brutally kicked the slave at his feet, who was asleep from exertion.

That's right, slaves.

After learning of the new rules yesterday, Wilson's group has seen some different changes.

The five men on the team went from being flower messengers to ruthless slave owners at once.

The enslaved subjects did not dare to resist in the slightest, but accepted it and tried their best to curry favor with them.

In order to get a place from the few surviving places.

Revolt?

Not for nothing.

Not far from the camp, the corpse hanging from the tree was the corpse of a (indescribable) woman, but it made people shudder, scarred all over the body, many deep bone wounds, broken flesh, dried blood, staining the white and greasy skin with its color.

The only intact head, with empty eyes, reminds the surviving women of what will happen to the resistance.

As for escaping?

A little bread, a sip of water, disintegrated their last struggle.

The most ridiculous thing is that they are both prisoners, and they are still stumbling with each other.

Wilson took the clothes offered by the slave girls and slowly put them on.

After carefully sorting out the wrinkles on his clothes, he said to Andre on the side: "How much did you lose last night's bait?"

"Two decoys are missing. Andrei reported.

The bait Wilson mentioned was a kind of 'pillar' that was scattered around the camp to attract the attention of the 'ghosts'.

And the raw material of this 'pillar' is a slave whose limbs have been broken alive and his tongue sealed, and he can only whine and sigh.

Extremely cruel methods, but extremely effective.

President Wilson's vigorous methods convinced everyone, and their deference is a reflection of their reality.

"You two, go and bring the remaining two bait. Wilson commanded the shivering slave girl standing nearby.

"Host, please dine. At this moment a slave girl of the same (indescribable) took strange steps, dragging a rudimentary wooden pallet, and fell to her knees in front of Wilson.

Wilson took the hard, dry portable food from the tray and ate half of it in a few bites.

Glancing at his feet, he looked at his slave girl with an expectant face.

Wilson threw the dry food directly on the ground and said lightly: "No hands." ”

The slave girl hurriedly crawled over, despite the fact that the dry food was still covered with dust, leaned down and swallowed it into her mouth!

This is like the reincarnation of a starving ghost!

The corners of Wilson's mouth curled, and he looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

"Let's go, it's time to get back what belongs to us. Wilson instructed Andre.

"Yes, President. ”

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In the dense forest, a remnant of the 'ostrich' encountered Wilson's army.

"Hey, what are you going to do!" The lone 'ostrich' shouted vigilantly at Andre, a strong black man who was quickly approaching him.

"Ahh

Andrei didn't say a word, and with an axe, he chopped off the hand of the man who rushed up.

This is not over, in the face of the 'ostrich' who fell to the ground and screamed bitterly, Andre just kicked hard!

hit the temple, and the 'ostrich' that was still struggling immediately fell silent!

"Andre, don't be too heavy, dead people can't be used as bait. Wilson reminded from the side.

"I'm sorry, I'll pay attention next time, President. The violent Andre immediately apologized.

The slave girl next to her presented the watch she had taken from her severed hand.

Disgusted, Wilson twisted the blood-stained watch and activated the face.

"Not badly, not bad. It was another ten points, and Wilson's mood couldn't help but overstep.

"But this fog ...... It's almost noon, why hasn't it dispersed yet?" Wilson looked up, looking at the fog that had not only not dissipated, but had become more and more intense, and was very puzzled.

Visibility is already less than fifty meters.

As for the existence of the 'ghost', it is no longer a threat to Wilson, so it is naturally completely out of his consideration.

But a bait thing, such bait Wilson is more.

As for the scores on the remaining two weak 'ghosts', they have long been taken by the other lucky ones.

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"Gross-"

Chen Miao helped the injured Chen Jing to pass by by by and heard the terrible screams here.

I was a little relieved, so I sneaked up here, but I didn't expect to see this cruel and terrible scene in front of me.

Chen Miao covered her mouth with her hands and forced her eyes to take her eyes off the bait with a severed leg.

The empty stomach twitched unnaturally, and the parched stomach acid was churning, constantly hitting the esophagus!

At this time, a (indescribable) female slave girl was physically exhausted because she had not eaten for a long time, and suddenly one of her stood unsteadily, and the whole person fell to the ground, so she couldn't die, Chen Miao found out like this!

The slave girl was also treacherous, and after discovering that Chen Miao was hiding not far away, she didn't make a noise, but got up secretly and told Wilson.

"Well done, I'll reward you when I go back~" It's much more important to catch the little mouse than (can't describe) the slave girl.

Wilson quietly walked over to André and pointed him in the direction of Chen Miao.

Andre nodded, picked up his one-handed axe, and made a big circle, ready to approach Chen Miao from behind.

However, at the critical moment, Chen Jing found Andre who was secretly approaching, and shouted in a low voice: "Run!"

Chen Miao didn't look back, he picked up Chen Jing and ran away, but how could he run with a big man on his back than the tall and strong Andre!

And Andre didn't even make a move, but hung behind him like a cat and a mouse, and began to tease Chen Miaolai.

"Yo, what did I find? a yellow-skinned monkey~"

Chen Miao gritted her teeth, but she could only continue to escape.

Chen Jing said: "Put me down." ”

"No!" Chen Miao decisively refused.

"Neither of us can survive like this, if you have to choose, I hope you can live for me!" Chen Jing said.

"Ahh

"Hehe, isn't this going to work~" Andre had a long time to follow from behind, "That's the end of it!"

With the sound of breaking wind, the one-handed axe slashed straight towards Chen Miao's head!

I don't know if it's because of the influence of the fog, or if Andre is red-eyed, at this time he has long forgotten Wilson's orders, and all he has in his heart is the desire for blood!

"Huh?"

Andre was bound to get a split, but was actually blocked by Chen Jing, this blow did not split Chen Miao's head, but left a deep scar on his back!

"Run!" Chen Jing shouted through gritted teeth.

Chen Miao endured the burning pain in her back, got up from the ground with difficulty, and rushed forward!

"Ahh

There was a final poignancy behind him, and Chen Miao didn't dare to look back, he couldn't waste Chen Jing's sacrifice in vain.

Tears flowed uncontrollably, and a violent emotion poured out of my heart, it was anger mixed with flames!