The most terrible thing is poisoning, and what Long Xiaoqi hates the most in his life is also poisoning.

At home, he listened to Zhao Ying's words, except for Zhao Ying, he dared to provoke anyone, but he definitely didn't dare to provoke Hou Xiaolan.

As long as he provokes Hou Xiaolan, he will definitely be poisoned.

Last time at home, he asked Hou Xiaolan to pose as a frog, but Xiao Lanlan was unwilling to live or die, so Comrade Long Xiaoqi adopted a tyrannical hard swing and directly provoked Hou Xiaolan.

That night, he didn't stop, his eyes were red, and the thing was like a burning iron rod, and he sprayed it when he touched it.

For a whole night, he went around touching people with red eyes, and then squirted when he touched them, and by the next day, the sturdy man couldn't even get out of bed.

Although Zhao Ying reprimanded Hou Xiaolan fiercely afterwards, he Long Xiaoqi's loss had already been eaten, and he couldn't get up for a week.

was so frightened that in the end, Hou Xiaolan asked him to pose.

In addition, he doesn't know how many times he has been poisoned by Hou Xiaolan, anyway, he is most afraid of poison and hates poison the most.

Now, Long Xiaoqi has been poisoned, although he is still conscious, his body is in an absolute state of paralysis, and he can only smell the strong fishy smell from the wound.

The king of individual soldiers is not absolute, nor is he invincible after reaching the extreme, even if he has killed a lot and plunged these prisoners into terror, but the poison attacks.

"It's a toxin mixed with three poisonous plants that will destroy his central nervous system little by little." A deep, deep voice rang out.

This is the mountain god, a man who is not good-looking, and his words are extremely jerky.

He hadn't lost his ability to speak, he just didn't like to speak, and probably the only time he said it was in a year.

Phytoneurotoxins, as the darling of nature, he is familiar with all animals and plants, and any plant and animal toxins are not a problem for him.

Long Xiaoqi tried to stare at the mountain god with wide eyes, but he couldn't see the other party's face clearly, and his central nervous system was being eroded by toxins.

In this case, the brain becomes clear from vertigo, allowing him to lock his senses in his body and watch himself end up little by little.

The prisoners who had escaped came over again, and the prisoners who had surrendered also came over, and two of them kicked Long Xiaoqi's body.

"Bang!"

Long Xiaoqi was kicked and rolled over twice, without any power to fight back.

"Whoosh!"

"Whew!"

A cluster of arrows was thrown out of the mountain god's hand without a bow, piercing the prisoner's body.

The strength was so strong that the prisoners who watched it were dumbfounded.

Of course, they knew that the mountain god was powerful, but they didn't know that they could be so powerful that they could reach the power of a bow and arrow with their hands.

"For the strong, there must be the necessary respect." The mountain god said in a voice that was not very accurately pronounced: "This is a strong man, stronger than all of you. ”

Worshipping power and respecting the strong is the habit of every true hunter.

In nature, if the hunter does not worship power, he is doomed to be weak; If the hunter does not respect the strong, then he will definitely be abandoned by nature.

Just like modern keyboard warriors, all they have is the chic on the keyboard, and when they leave the Internet, they are the weakest kind of people at the bottom of society.

This sentence reached Long Xiaoqi's ears, making him want to laugh very much, but he found that his facial muscles were stiff and he couldn't laugh at all.

He has done his best, and he has worked hard to the end, but a poison has made him lose all his efforts.

If it weren't for the mountain god, he would definitely be able to charge.

"Do hunters use poison?" An old voice came.

The moment they heard this voice, all the prisoners showed a deep look of horror on their faces, as if they had seen the most terrifying existence, and immediately scattered and fled.

Old and immortal!

The old immortal carried a stick and climbed up the mountain with great effort and walked in front of the mountain god.

The mountain god didn't run, he stared at the old immortal with his emotionless eyes, and stood there steadily.

"I didn't say I was a hunter." The mountain god said.

Old Immortal stopped talking, he looked at Long Xiaoqi lying on the ground, staring at the other party's eyes.

Long Xiaoqi also stared at the old immortal's eyes, even if his whole body fell into a state of paralysis, but his eyes could still reveal different expressions and colors.

He longed for the old immortal to help him, and the look in his eyes said it all.

Long Xiaoqi is not afraid of death, but Long Xiaoqi doesn't want to die.

If it was a single person in the past, his eyes should be unruly, but the problem is that he is not a single person now, so this look is pleading.

People, where is there anyone who is not afraid of death?

Death may be nothing when you're alone, but what if you do?

People who mix with society are ruthless, right? Tattooed all over his body, holding a knife in both hands, he was never afraid of death, but he slowly withdrew in the end.

Why?

Because there is concern, as long as there is concern, the courage will become smaller.

It's not an accident, it's an inevitable consequence.

It's a pity that the old immortal just took a deep look at Long Xiaoqi, turned around and left slowly.

In his eyes, Long Xiaoqi is also an unqualified prison guard, even if he cultivates so hard.

Seeing the old immortal leaving, Long Xiaoqi's eyes showed a mocking smile, maybe laughing at himself for being too simple, or laughing at himself for not being mature enough.

Here, in the eyes of the old immortal, he is just a prison guard who may become the director of the prison.

If he could stand firm, then he would become the warden of prisons; If you can't stand steadily, you can only become a skeleton.

The mountain god bowed to Long Xiaoqi, who was lying on the ground, and showed his respect to this man who was definitely a real powerhouse, and then left.

"Whew...... Whew......"

The hillside was deserted, and the sea breeze was blowing, heralding the arrival of a storm.

Long Xiaoqi lay motionless on the ground, and his eyes no longer moved, like a corpse.

He wasn't dead yet, but he wasn't far from it, and the smell of the wound was so strong that even the sea breeze couldn't get rid of it.

"Boom la la ......"

The rain was pouring down, making a loud noise on the leaves, enveloping the entire Forgotten Isle in a curtain of rain, as if it was about to wash away the blood left behind here, washing away all the violence and evil.

……

No one knew that the genetic warriors were about to come out, and the prisoners of Forgotten Island had finally eliminated Long Xiaoqi, and they could finally restore the original order of the island again.

For them, it was just another prison guard who died, the same as the prison guards in front of them, no difference.

"Poof! ……”

On the beach, the sand in the sea kept falling and rising in the storm, and there was a deep fear in the eyes.

He saw it, he saw it!

Others don't believe in the so-called genetic warriors, but Haizhongsha does, because he saw it with his own eyes - diving into the water, and the moment he surfaced, he saw a group of genetic warriors.

When he ran into the forest, the moment he stepped into it with his right foot, a pistol was held to his head.

"Smack!"

Shots rang out, and the sand in the sea fell to the ground.

……

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