I know that their boss is Brother, and his actions with this sentence suddenly made me a little stunned, because Brother is dead.?? One reads the book

In addition, the driver also sped up the motorboat in an instant. I almost lost my balance.

I don't really want to focus on myself. Finally I took a few steps back and sat down honestly.

We had a total of five motorboats, and the one that was originally ugly was the first to take the lead, but our motorboat was the first to rush to the island and the giant ship because of the speed.

As soon as I got closer, I looked at the giant ship. There was also a secret door in the wall of the ship near the water, and a large iron plate extended along the secret door, and finally landed on the edge of the island.

Jeep after jeep is being driven out of the secret door.

These jeeps are also a bit weird, each with six wheels, three in each row, and these three wheels are arranged in a zigzag pattern, in other words, the central wheels in each row are suspended.

I guess there must be some specific name for this jeep, but I just don't know.

The beard reacted in much the same way as me, squinting at the jeeps.

I wanted to ask the people around me to see what was going on on the island. But they didn't recognize me, especially when I asked a few people, they were silent.

In the end, the other four motorboats arrived one after another, and when the ugly lady got off the boat, the first time she saw me, she emphasized, "Organization, discipline." ”

I guess she vaguely blamed our ship for going fast. I haha-babh, and then I turned the page on it.

The ugly lady was very strong, she asked me the question just now, and among the people around, one of them was obviously the head of the mercenary, and he immediately explained it to the ugly girl.

According to what he said, they forcibly launched an attack on the island, trying to get rid of all the people of the plaster country, but the enemy was very stubborn, the battle lasted longer than expected, and in the end, not only these mercenaries suffered casualties, but also many people who were imprisoned on the island.

The ugly lady frowned when she heard this, saying that she underestimated these "little plasters". One????? Read the book

And all I think about is the head of the south, thinking about those first-class slaves. I don't think the ugly lady is in a hurry to go to the island. I couldn't help it.

I winked at my beard and stared at a jeep again.

The beard and I had a good heart, and we snuck closer to the jeep. By the time the ugly lady found out about our motives, we had already gotten into the car.

The car keys were hung on the keyhole, and with a smack of the beard, the jeep was activated. The ugly lady shouted at us and asked what you were going to do?

I waved my hand at the ugly girl, and I was afraid that she would talk about it again, so I simply replied, "Don't worry, organization, discipline, we remember!"

I let the beard drive again. The jeep was so strong that it immediately rushed towards a certain wall, where there was a gate.

After passing through the gate, I had a faint feeling that this was not the first time we had passed through here, but now things are not people, and I and Beard are not prisoners.

The dead people who were hung up are still there, and there are more than I remember.

The beard didn't make the jeep stop at all, we just passed by these dead people. Beard has always been curious about this jeep.

He drove at high speed, and from time to time he probed and looked at the side of the car.

The beard asked me, what does the third wheel of this jeep mean by hanging in the air all the time, idling at a low speed, and isn't this in vain?

I had an idea, and I analyzed, "If this jeep were to climb some steep slope or dirt pit, wouldn't this third wheel be borrowed." ”

The beard repeatedly agreed, and replied, "It's very likely." ”

We know the route to Nanditou, so the purpose of the next road is clear.

Along the way, we also met a lot of dead people, looking at most of the costumes, they should be the guards on this island, and a small number of people are first-class slaves, when I and Beard were imprisoned on the island, we also had a face-to-face with these "dead slaves", and I had an impression of them, and there were also a few dead mercenaries scattered around. One????? Read the book

Just by looking at these corpses, I could feel the cruelty of the scene.

The jeep kept driving, and it was estimated that it would take half an hour, and we saw the villa and the small dilapidated building from a distance.

There was a dead silence in the small dilapidated building. As for the villa, there was a fire on it, and at the door of the villa, two groups of people gathered.

One of them was five mercenaries, all of whom were more or less painted, but they were holding their guns and pointing them at the other group.

And the other group of people, they all wore their upper bodies and knelt on the ground in a row. These people also drooped their heads and looked listless.

I could also see that the five mercenaries wanted to shoot the other group of people. I don't know who is in here, or even if it's a surviving first-class slave.

I was in a hurry to shake the headlights with my beard. And I pressed the steering wheel. The jeep's bell rang all the time.

The five mercenaries all looked over here, and they were not stupid, and they all put down their guns for a while. But they also made a small gesture and looked at each other.

The jeep finally stopped near the two groups, and Beard and I immediately jumped out of the car and ran to the five mercenaries.

The five men didn't know us coldly, and they all raised their guns, and one of them muttered a few words. I couldn't understand it, so I had to shout at them and let them speak Chinese.

There was a tall mercenary who said in rusty Chinese, "Who are you?"

Beard and I pointed to the black clothes we were wearing, indicating that we were friends and not enemies. My beard and I were both carrying rifles, and I deliberately took the rifle down carefully and lifted it up, which indirectly indicated our identity.

The mercenaries treated us a little better, and the tall man looked puzzled and asked why we stopped them from killing the enemy.

I didn't rush to answer him, but I wanted the kneeling group to come over.

I recognized that among these people were Imu, and there were also some other faces with raw faces, but judging by the hanging looks of these people, they should all be plasterers, that is, those guards.

Of course I don't have any feelings for them. The beard snorted at this time, and pointed to the small broken building, saying Why didn't you see the shadow of the first-class slave, what about those people?

The tall mercenary replied coldly, "Imu and these people, in the later stage of the confrontation with us, knew that they were invincible, and they simply wanted to let the first-class slaves serve as cannon fodder, but those first-class slaves did not agree, so they were all smoked to death by Yimu and them with poison gas." ”

There was a buzz in my head. I said in my heart that those first-class slaves are innocent lives, and Imu is too ruthless, right?

And at this time, Imu has not yet admitted his mistake. He suddenly laughed arrogantly, and then said, "Yoxi, I ordered it, what?"

My hands are itching. I glared at Imu and ran over again, raised my hand, and smacked him the cheek.

With a loud bang, Imu sat on his knees and sat on the ground, and his face was twisted to the side by this force.

But he took out a stubborn posture, stopped his waist again, turned his head violently, and shouted to me, "Baga!"

I scolded back, "Baga, you uncle." I then jumped up, aimed at Imu's face again, and jerked it hard.

This time the force was greater, but Imu held it up and didn't sit on the ground. And the corners of his mouth began to spill blood.

Imu took out an expression like looking at the enemy and glared at me fiercely. After a moment of silence, he laughed again, as if he was unimpressed.

I thought this dead plaster was a scourge, and I wondered what to do next. Unexpectedly, the beard leaned forward and shouted, "Brother, you get up." ”

He also pushed me aside. His beard was not as soft as mine, and he grabbed Imu's hair, and slammed it into Imu's face with his knees.

The beard scolded while hitting back, "You stupid, shit, who are you who are so fat? If you force Lao Tzu to beat you, you know no, you have made a lot of money, otherwise in normal times, do you deserve to let Lao Tzu do it? I'll fuck you shit!"

I really obeyed the beard, those mercenaries were originally not good at Chinese, it is estimated that when they used to learn Chinese, the teacher who taught them was also a rule person, how could they have heard such a "civilized" scolding from the beard?

The mercenaries all muttered, probably trying to learn something from Beard's scolding.

When the beard finally loosened Yimu, Yimu's whole person was a little confused, and even took out a pair of cross-eyed, the corners of his mouth were not just bleeding, and there was a small white tooth hanging on the side of his mouth.

Mustache leaned down and stared at the other kneeling guards, and he asked the mercenary, "Are these bunnies also accomplices?"

The tall mercenary nodded.

The beard took out a ruthless look, and looked at the posture, which was going to abuse the guards. And I stopped the beard.

I want to take a look at the scene in the small building, although I also know the result, I am sure that I will be even more panicked when I look at it like this.

The beard also supports me. In order to be in a hurry, the two of us got into the jeep again and drove to the small broken building. As he was leaving, Beard shouted to the mercenaries to tell them to get busy with other things, and to leave these captives behind, and not to kill them in a hurry.

When we arrived at the door of the small dilapidated building, I saw a lot of dead people, some of them hanging from the glassless windows, and some of them lying directly in the doorway.

I felt like I had been pricked with a needle, and I found a place with my beard and stopped the jeep.

There was also a flashlight in the co-pilot drawer of this jeep, and I took one by the way.

The beard saw me turn on the flashlight, and wanted to go to the small broken building, he didn't forget to remind me, that means, don't have poisonous gas in it, we go in so blindly, don't be tricked.

I think it's less likely, because the building is very ventilated, and the poison gas doesn't gather and disperse.

I also motioned to the beard to reassure him.

And when we entered the door, I looked around, and the dead people here were almost one after another, and under a wall not far away, there were the most dead people gathered here, almost all of them were almost built into a small mountain.

I also found out that the top dead man was the frying pan. I can't say how it feels, but it's not a good feeling in my heart anyway.

In addition, when I looked at that wall, it was more like a thunderbolt in my head. (To be continued.) )