Ouch, hiss!

The Westerner who was knocked unconscious didn't know when he woke up, opened his eyes, his head moved and he didn't know what he touched, and he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his forehead, and suddenly couldn't help but gasp, rubbed his forehead and sat up, feeling that the dungeon was not so dim, so he turned his head and saw the light shining through the door of the dungeon.

By the light, the second sight saw the corpses all over the ground in the dungeon.

"I'm alive!" The first reaction of Westerners is not to be afraid, but to be happy to be alive.

Then she turned her head to the location where Lin Zhidong was before she fell unconscious, and found that Lin Zhidong was gone.

"What about people?" the Westerners looked around.

There was no sound in the dark, damp dungeon.

The Westerner got up from the ground, pushed open the cell door, and staggered out, in fact, her state was not much better than yesterday's Lin Zhidong, the only thing that could be better than Lin Zhidong was probably not like Lin Zhidong's ribs were broken.

Walking out of the dungeon and seeing the corpses strewn all over the place in the stockade, the Westerners suddenly gasped.

Vomit!

Westerners couldn't help but vomit.

It's just that at this time, she didn't have anything to eat in her stomach, and she couldn't vomit anything, and she only vomited some water for a long time.

"Who the hell were those yesterday?" thought the Westerner, trying not to look at the corpses, stroking his chest.

Who would have thought that as soon as she turned her head, she saw a person walking out of a domed room in front of her, with a stern face and an angry face, and after coming out, she just glanced at the Westerner and turned straight into another room.

"Hey!" the Westerner ran over in surprise when he saw the man, because that person was none other than Lin Zhidong.

"Why are you dead like this? You get me up! Why do you get me up!" The Westerners ran to the door just in time to see Lin Zhidong kicking a man with a scar on his face lying on the bed with his bare upper body facing the sky.

The man with the scar should have had his throat cut in his sleep, a deep wound on his neck, dark red blood overflowing the bed, not completely dry, his wide open eyes were full of horror, obviously it was too late to wake up after being cut throat, and there was only horror left.

"He... He's dead. Westerners reminded Lin Zhidong.

"He shouldn't have died like this!" Lin Zhidong roared at the Westerner when he heard this.

Westerners immediately shut up when they heard this, because she could see that Lin Zhidong was on the verge of madness at this time, and it was not suitable for dialogue.

"Why don't you get up for me!" Lin Zhidong suddenly grabbed the scarred man's throat, picked him up and threw him to the ground.

It's just that Scarface is indeed dead, and he can't die anymore, his stiff body was picked up by Lin Zhidong on the ground, and he still maintained his hand to cover his bleeding neck, and his eyes were full of horror.

"Get up, get up!" Lin Zhidong's crackling feet kept kicking on Scarface's head, but the other party didn't have any response, of course, there could be no response, if there was a response, it would be really hell, even if Lin Zhidong returned to his peak state, he didn't know who would kill whom.

Lin Zhidong tossed around the scar-faced corpse for a long time, and finally sat on the ground tired, with a depressed face, "Why did you die like this? Why did you die like this?"

"Do you have any enmity with him?" Westerners saw that Lin Zhidong was almost venting, so they asked cautiously, it is not difficult to see that if Lin Zhidong and Scarface are good friends, no matter what, he can't fall and kick at the corpse that is cold to everyone, and the force is still so great, except for the enemy, no one will definitely do this kind of thing, and this hatred is probably not ordinary, the other party is dead and refuses to rest, how big is this?

Lin Zhidong sat on the ground with his head in his hands, unheard of the problems of Westerners.

Westerners saw that Lin Zhidong ignored her, looked left and right, and turned around and went out.

After walking out of the room, Westerners also rummaged through the rooms, but unlike Lin Zhidong, Lin Zhidong was looking for people, and she seemed to be more interested in the correspondence documents and electronic products in the room, and it was obvious that she also had what she was looking for, but in addition to the corpse, the room seemed to have been turned over before her, and it was very carefully, and not even a little bit of information about this place was left for her, whether it was a text letter or the electronic products used by this group of people, it was gone.

After looking for a dozen rooms, the Westerners finally had to give up, because yesterday the gang was really neat, and really left nothing for them except the corpses, and now this stockade is almost as clean as a blank sheet of paper except for the corpse house.

"fuck!fuck!" The Westerner took a few deep breaths to calm down, but finally he couldn't hold back, and kicked on a stool in the doorway, kicking the stool out of the way for a long time.

Whew, whew!

The Westerner took several deep breaths, and this seemed to calm down her emotions, but it could be seen from the dejected appearance when she walked out of the room, although her mood calmed down, she was extremely low.

At this time, Lin Zhidong seemed to have calmed down, walked out of the room, glanced at the Westerner when he heard the sound, and then turned into another room.

"Don't look for it, no, there's nothing here but corpses!" The Westerners couldn't help but say when they saw Lin Zhidong go to another room, and stretched out their middle fingers to fuck God again.

However, Lin Zhidong didn't seem to listen to her, but this time the search speed was much faster, just a probe glanced into the room and then exited and went to another room.

"It's really gone! Don't look for it! It's useless!" the Westerners were angry at Lin Zhidong.

Lin Zhidong withdrew from one room, Wen Yan glanced at the Westerner, and continued to walk to another room, while saying slowly: "I'm looking for food, I can't find food, neither of us want to go out from here." ”

Forehead.

The Westerners were stunned when they heard this, and suddenly felt a sudden hunger, and hurriedly stopped talking and accompanied Lin Zhidong to find it.

This village of more than 100 people is not particularly large, and the houses are not particularly many, there can probably be thirty or fifty houses, except for those with a higher status of Scarface, most of them live in rooms such as Datong shops, and the two of them are looking for it, the speed is much faster, and they just need to look for food.

After a while, the two of them came to a house with a chimney, pushed open the door, and immediately understood that it was a kitchen.

The kitchen is not small, after all, it has to serve more than 100 people to eat and drink, and it is not enough to eat if it is small.

The two of them entered the kitchen, and at a glance they saw a small half of a wild deer thrown on the kitchen board, but unfortunately it was raw and could not be used to gnaw it.

The two of them first threw the wild deer there, and then went to look for other food, mainly cooked food, but they searched the kitchen, and found only two bags of rice in the corner, and there was no food else.

Probably the materials should be placed in the warehouse, Lin Zhidong found that he couldn't find other food, and he thought to himself, it's not difficult to think, after all, to supply more than 100 people to eat and drink, how can such a little thing be? Without a place to store materials, they can't survive in the depths of this rainforest, right? After all, transportation is also a trouble, the reason for this situation is both understandable, but in the state of the two of them, no one wants to look for any warehouse at this time, because they are really hungry.

"Do you know how to cook?" Lin Zhidong asked.

"Yes!" Westerners glanced at Lin Zhidong, then nodded, Lin Zhidong's state was not good at this time, his face was sallow, his lips were purple, and he was weak, as if he might fall down at any time, although Westerners were not in a good state at this time, but compared to Lin Zhidong's current appearance, he could still hold on.

"You do. Lin Zhidong said politely, he knows his own body, and it is not a matter of hard support.

"Okay, you make a fire. The Westerner nodded, assigned Lin Zhidong an easy job to sit down, and as he spoke, he took the half of the wild deer, picked up the kitchen knife and cut off a large piece.

Westerners do know how to cook, and it seems that they are still cooking Chinese food, but Lin Zhidong does not dare to compliment his level, the venison is cut in different sizes, the big one can be as big as a palm, and the small one is not much bigger than a fingernail.

But obviously this is not the time to be picky, and it's nice for them to have a stutter at this time.

Lin Zhidong lit a fire, Westerners stir-fried, and the two of them cooperated to make a meal, saying that it was a meal, but in fact, it was dry fried venison, at this time, no one wanted to steam what rice to eat, what to fry, what to fry, and not get tired of eating, because they were really hungry, they were hungry for more than two days! Especially Lin Zhidong, in addition to being beaten every day, he hung a mouthful of rice soup, and it was a fluke that he didn't die.

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