Chapter 770: The Sheep Enters the Tiger's Mouth
When I saw the banana grove, I immediately saw the hope of life, bananas are bananas, and some is better than nothing! Fortunately, these banana trees are not too high, and I can pick them with a slight jump.
But when I looked at these green bananas on the tree, I was a little troubled, these bananas were not ripe at first glance, and they must not be eaten!
Then I looked at the ground again, and found that the smell of rot was from the bananas that had fallen on the ground, so I looked for the bananas that had fallen on the ground and were ripe but not yet rotten.
Not to mention, there were quite a few on the ground, so I hurriedly picked one up and peeled it and stuffed it into my mouth. I didn't know how to have seeds in this banana after taking a bite! This is really different from the banana I usually eat! But if the seeds are removed, it still tastes like a banana...... Could it be that this wild banana is seeded in the first place?
After that, when I ate it, I carefully removed the seeds with a black iron knife before eating it in a big gulp. When I was full, I looked down and saw that I had thrown banana peels under my feet.
After a full burp, I picked up a few ripe bananas on the ground, wrapped them in the leaves of the banana tree, and then tied them up with the vines next to me and carried them behind my back. Until I found new food, these bananas were my hunger.
I really didn't expect that I, Zhang Jinbao, would be able to mix up for such a day, and I would have to eat bananas like monkeys in the zoo. Now I have nothing but a black iron knife on my body, and it is not easy to get out of this forest smoothly.
But that's better than following Hu Fan and them to take risks, thinking of the experience of dealing with the Tailong Group a few times before, their ruthlessness is definitely not blown. So I'd rather risk being a savage for a few days than be taken advantage of by them.
Besides, no matter how big this forest is, it is still on a small island, so there will always be an end. As long as I follow one direction, no matter what the direction is, I will eventually reach the edge of the island. As long as you can come to the beach, you won't have to worry about not being able to meet fishing boats.
After making up my mind, I continued to walk towards the depths of the dense forest, but I don't know if Hu Fan and the others chose to come out and follow me immediately after they found out that I was missing, or did they continue to stay near the building to find the "thing" they were looking for?
In fact, Hu Fan and the others seemed to be sure that Hu Yu disappeared in that mental hospital. This shows that they know some specific circumstances about Hu Yu's disappearance, but they can't tell me about this "outsider" for some purposes, but at the same time, they need my ability to help them find it.
It's so uncomfortable to be led by their nose without knowing anything, and in the end, I don't even know how I died, so I must escape!
Once a person has a goal, no matter how difficult the road ahead is, it can't stop me from moving forward. I can't die here, that's the only thing I believe in my heart right now......
I don't know how long I walked in this damp and broken forest, but the climate here was really unbearable for me, a northerner, not to mention stuffy and hot, and sticky and wet.
I eat the bananas on my back very economically, and I won't eat one until I'm hungry. The food is fine, but the problem now is that I can't find clean fresh water to drink, and that's the biggest problem I've encountered.
Since I escaped last night until now, I haven't gotten a drop of water, although there is some water in the banana, but that is limited after all, plus the humidity and heat in this forest, I keep sweating, and now I am already wet on the outside and dry on the inside.
Although I encountered a few small puddles along the way, I didn't drink them because I was worried that it would not be clean, otherwise if I really drank unclean water and had trouble with my stomach, it would be troublesome!
Suddenly, I seemed to hear a loud stream of water, which must have sounded similar to the sound of a waterfall, and I was so hungry that I immediately ran for it......
Sure enough, after a short run, a large waterfall cascading down from the cliff appeared in front of me, and below it was a deep pool the size of "half a basketball court". I walked to the edge of the pool and looked into the water, where schools of fish were swimming happily.
When I saw the fish in the water, I didn't want to plunge into the water and drink wildly, and I swore in my heart that if I could go home safely this time, I would definitely not waste a drop of water in the future!
It was the best pool water I've ever drunk in my life. It is cool, refreshing, sweet and delicious, and it is really many times better than any iceberg mountain water or mountain spring water! Who knows that when I was drinking heartily, I suddenly felt that the back of my head was blocked by a hard erection of something.
Then I heard a man's voice sound from behind me, "Don't?move"
At first, I didn't understand what he was saying, but I felt that the thing on my head was definitely not a toy, so I raised my hands in the air and slowly turned around.
When I saw what was happening behind me, I was a little confused. I saw a few burly foreigners looking at me with a wary face. That's when I realized that what he had just said was in English, "Don't move!"
But judging by the strange accent of the person who spoke, English was certainly not their native language. Linked to those German ...... I saw in the psychiatric hospital earlier Could it be that they are Germans?
These people don't speak English very well, but it's better than communicating with me in German, so I heard the big man at the head ask me in English with a strange accent, who are you?
Although I have already eaten a little English, it is okay to communicate simply, but it is definitely not possible to communicate if I have to speak at length. So I thought about it and said to them in English, "I'm a tourist. ”
When they heard this, they all laughed sarcastically, obviously not believing what I said. I looked at them coldly, thinking believe it or not! Lao Tzu is a tourist, what's wrong!? Who rules that tourists can't be so embarrassed?
But now they have guns in their hands, so I don't dare to act rashly. Coupled with the language miscommunication between them, what if they feel that I am a threat and raise their hands to give me a shot?
At this time, I saw that the big man who had been pointing a gun at me suddenly gave a blonde foreigner next to him.