Chapter 39: Cannibal Tribes
"I can't communicate because of the language barrier!" Xu Zixuan scratched his head anxiously. After seeing Xu Zixuan without further expression, "Rushing to the Sky" began to beckon his subordinates to make a move on Xu Zixuan. They used the sticks and stones in their hands to constantly hit Xu Zixuan's body, and some people were even ready to step forward and rob Xiuzhi behind Xu Zixuan. At first, Xu Zixuan was just dodging, but in the end, when these guys actually found ropes and were about to tie themselves back, Xu Zixuan finally became angry.
He suddenly pulled the tiger blade from his waist and scared the natives around him back. Then he slowly laid Xiuzhi on the ground, then raised his eyelids and said word by word in English, "I have no malice." But this girl has been infected with a mysterious virus and needs immediate treatment. If you want to trap us here or have any other intentions, then don't blame me for being rude."
After speaking, Xu Zixuan's face became solemn, and his body also took an offensive posture, and the powerful momentum frightened the group of natives to stand there and lose their minds. Seeing this, "Rushing to the Sky" said something to a native beside him, and the native ran back. And the rest of the natives slowly pressed towards Xu Zixuan with various primitive weapons after seeing the eyes of "Rushing to the Sky".
Xu Zixuan saw that the good intentions were ineffective, and there were nearly 20 natives surrounding them, and after a short analysis, Xu Zixuan chose to strike first. "He" Xu Zixuan roared violently, holding a dagger and rushing to the aborigines on his right, after successfully stabbing the arms of the two natives, he rolled in front of him and stabbed the aborigines in the legs of the aborigines.
As the saying goes, tigers are still afraid of wolves, not to mention that although the weapons of this group of indigenous people are primitive, under the command of "Rushing to the Sky", there are actually some prototypes of modern armies, which can attack Xu Zixuan according to some formations. In less than 10 minutes, nearly 10 natives fell in pools of blood, but there were also countless wounds and bruises on Xu Zixuan's body, which were all marks left on Xu Zixuan's body by stones and sticks.
Seeing that the natives were becoming more and more brave after half of the casualties, while their physical strength was constantly declining, Xu Zixuan suddenly gave up the strong attack and rushed towards the leader of "Rushing to the Sky". When the natives saw Xu Zixuan actually attacking the "skyrocketing head", they rushed towards Xu Zixuan regardless of their life and death. However, they were still a step slower, and when they reached Xu Zixuan's side, the blade of the Tiger Blade, which looked a little bloody and hot due to too many killings, was already on the neck of the "skyrocketing head".
"Stand back, all stand back," Xu Zixuan shouted at the natives, his hand gradually strengthened, and the blade cut through the skin on the neck of the "Rushing Head", and blood dripped to the ground along the blade.
"#@¥%¥#%" is actually not stupid, although he can't understand what Xu Zixuan is saying, but at this urgent moment, language is no longer the most important tool for communication, and Xu Zixuan's actions have fully explained what he is going to do next.
Hearing the words, the natives slowly took two steps back, but the look in their eyes and their tense bodies still showed their anger at this time.
"I repeat, I have no ill will! Those people," Xu Zixuan pointed to the lying natives on the ground, "None of them are dead, and I am very measured." I need to get out of here right now and get this girl to the hospital, you know? ”
Just when Xu Zixuan was yelling at the surrounding natives, "Chongtiantou" secretly clenched his right hand into a fist, aimed the outside of the fist at Xu Zixuan's thigh, and found the opportunity to smash it hard. If it was simply a fist, a fist like "Rushing to the Sky" would not cause any harm to Xu Zixuan even if it was smashed ten or twenty times. But the raised silver ring on the middle finger of the right hand of "Cupola" shone with a strange light.
"You be honest" Seeing that "Chongtiantou" actually smashed himself with his fist, Xu Zixuan was angry and funny. But after less than 1 minute, my vision began to blur, and my hands and feet slowly stopped obeying. 2 minutes later, Xu Zixuan's feet could no longer support his body, and he collapsed on the ground with a bang.
"What the hell is going on?" Xu Zixuan raised his head with difficulty and crawled in the direction of Xiuzhi with difficulty. No, even if you are crushed, you have to keep this girl
"Rushing to the sky" smiled weirdly when he saw Xu Zixuan's appearance. He gave another order to the natives present, and then the natives walked towards Xu Zixuan with the sharpened stones.
At the moment when the indigenous people smashed the stone at Xu Zixuan's head, suddenly a loud shout came from the front, "#@¥#@¥%", the words are Turkish, but the people who speak the Turkish language are not indigenous. Xu Zixuan used his last strength to open his eyelids and glanced in the direction where the voice came from. A white man in yellow canvas bell-bottoms, a white shirt, and a leather coat galloped towards this direction, led by the natives who had just fled.
Then, Xu Zixuan's eyes turned black and he completely lost consciousness.
After being in a coma for more than 30 hours, Xu Zixuan finally opened his eyes slowly. He struggled to move his aching neck and looked around the room he was in. In fact, the room is really a little too advanced, the area of the whole house is about ten square meters, the conical wall, the wall is made of two layers of wooden sticks crossed into an X-shape, and the two layers of wooden sticks are stuffed with grass. The wall is about 1.8 meters high, and beyond that is the pointed roof. Weeds are the main material throughout the room, and the skeleton made of wooden sticks can be seen through the gaps in the weeds. The so-called gate, on the other hand, is also a frame made of wooden sticks, with grass in between, directly blocked in the gap in the circular wall. If this room is described in modern language, it can only be compared with the word "shack".
There was only a simple table made of wooden strips in the shack, and there was no furniture beyond that. Even the place where Xu Zixuan was lying was a pile of relatively thick hay. There was no one else in the shack, and according to Xu Zixuan's observation, the door was not locked. Xu Zixuan propped up his upper body with his arms and shook his head vigorously, trying to make himself more sober. Just as he was about to get out of bed, the door to the shack suddenly opened. The white man he had seen before he fell unconscious walked in with a bowl of smelly herbs.
"Huh? You're actually awake? When the white man saw Xu Zixuan actually sit up, he was so surprised that he almost threw the bowl in his hand to the ground. He hurriedly placed the bowl containing the medicine on the table and carefully closed the door.
"Hmm" Xu Zixuan nodded, "Where is the girl who is with me?" Also, who are you? Why am I here? ”
"Hehe, it seems that you are not only awake, but also very conscious!" The white man said to Xu Zixuan in surprise, "Do you know how you fainted?" ”
"If I'm not mistaken, those trinkets on the hands of the cupola have venom, right?"
"That's right!" The white man immediately took over, "The venom on the thimble he carries on his finger is extracted from African poisonous snakes such as rattlesnakes and foot snakes, and then synthesized with the juice of giant cactus juice, aloe vera juice and other detoxifying plants. I have seen him completely anesthetize a rhinoceros with this poisonous juice and lie down for three days before slowly recovering. And you, a human who weighs no more than 160 pounds, are only unconscious," the white man looked at the watch in his hand, "32 hours, only 32 hours you are completely awake, what a miracle!" ”
"Miracles? Hehe" Xu Zixuan smiled bitterly, "What about the girl who is with me?" She's got an unknown virus."
"It's true that her illness is much worse than yours," the white doctor suddenly stretched out his right hand towards Xu Zixuan, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Abel Han. Lincoln, a Frenchman of African descent, was a geologist and botanist" (to be continued.) )