It's a beautiful place, but the tourism industry is still in its infancy, so only locals come here to enjoy the lakeside scenery, so the small lake is not given a nice name.

Blue water, green mountains, bluestones, and a few scattered white birds slowly swim on the lake. A cool breeze blew, and the pale blue lake suddenly rippled with countless ripples, and the reflected mountains were slightly blurred.

A few boys quickly found a good spot along the cyan gravel beach, and began to take out tools and materials from their bags.

To be honest, Marcus brought a lot of things with them, in addition to quick snacks, cloth mats spread on the floor, chicken thighs ready for barbecue, some large pieces of meat, charcoal, and an improvised barbecue grill.

It doesn't look like an ordinary outing, but it's going to be an unforgettable memory, with great views, good wine, barbecue, and a group of cheerful men and women.

While Barry was busy, Marcus pulled out a big, long, hard dick from his big bag on the ground, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be a shotgun.

"Why did you bring all the shotguns, is this really an item needed for an outing, you are planning to go to the battlefield."

Barry complained on the side that he hadn't seen anyone with a shotgun on an outing, after all, he was a young man who grew up under the red flag.

Marcus smiled proudly over there: "You don't know this, how can the food you buy be as good as what you get from hunting with your own hands." ”

"Besides, although the world is not too chaotic now, in this mountain, how can you do anything without some self-defense, if you encounter a wild wolf or other fierce beasts, it is very important to shoot."

I have to say that Barry really didn't think of this, after all, the environment in his previous life was too peaceful, except for the zoo, if you want to see fierce beasts, you can only go to the deep mountains and old forests, and you have to look carefully to find it.

"You guys prepare the barbecue supplies here, watch me hunt a few prey for you, and let you see what a real old hunter is."

Without waiting for the ridicule of the girl next to him and the complaints of his friends, Marcus directly took his shotgun and went to the surrounding woods.

Barry, Morgan, and a few other boys set up the barbecue grill on the ground, and the charcoal and tinder were ready, and went to the bushes next to them to find some dry firewood and prepare for the lunch barbecue.

"Marcus is also very good, and it would be nice to bring back a rabbit or pheasant later."

Morgan was dismissive of Marcus's rhetoric, and he really knew his good friend.

"While there is still some time, let's play flying chess, after all, how can a dinner party be without flying chess."

Bill saw that it was still early and what to do to pass the time, so he suggested to the two of them.

Both agreed to the proposal, after all, sitting dry is not an outing, and the game is the real theme.

"I'm going to invite those girls, you think about rewards and punishments here, after all, this outing can get you off the list and that is the perfect task."

Morgan joked about the two friends and volunteered to bring the girl into the gang.

Two flowers bloomed, one for each branch, and a few men and women here planned to have some fun playing flying chess, ready to pave the way for the future galloping horses, and Marcus was circling in the woods, planning to hit a few prey and show his face in front of everyone.

However, this hunting trip did not go well, when he came on an outing a year ago, he could meet some small animals everywhere here, but now he wandered around for a while, and did not meet a single target.

In order not to go back empty-handed and cause ridicule, Marcus can only continue to walk forward, intending to meet a prey in a long time.

"Little rabbit, little rabbit, where are you, hurry up to Brother Marcus, brother will send you to God."

Marcus was humming softly on the road, thinking that he would run into a silly rabbit and bring it back so that he could show his face in front of the girls.

Marcus was wandering around and didn't notice the accident.

Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared in the shadows behind the tree, and a knife struck Marcus in the neck, and without saying a word, Marcus fell directly to the ground.

The attackers tied Marcus with ropes, and then took the shotgun on the ground with one hand and Marcus with the other, and Marcus weighed nearly two hundred pounds with one hand.

The dark shadow walked with Marcus for a few minutes, came to a cave, and walked straight into the cave, where there were two men and a woman talking.

Seeing the figure carrying Marcus, the only woman spoke, "Nightwing, what's the matter with this person in your hand. ”

There was an arrogant temperament between the woman's words, and she didn't sound like an ordinary person.

"Captain, this person I bumped into when I was on guard, and I was carrying a shotgun at the time, so I knocked him unconscious and brought him back first to prevent any accidents."

The man known as Nightwing replied calmly, his face unfazed.

The captain took two steps and walked up to Marcus, who was placed on the ground, and with a wave of his hand, a water balloon appeared out of thin air, wetting Marcus's face and waking him up while he was still unconscious.

Marcus's impression was still stuck in the time when he was looking for a rabbit with a gun, and when he suddenly saw several people in front of him, he couldn't help but be startled and hurriedly asked.

"Who are you and what are you tying me up here for?"

Instead of answering Marcus' question, Phoenix leaned in, stared into Marcus' eyes, and asked rhetorically in a confused tone.

"Tell me, who are you and why are you here?"

Marcus saw the woman in front of him, she was about twenty-two or three years old, her long pale blonde hair tied up to the left side, and she looked like a princess in the opera. Her skin was white and crystal clear, and she looked like a glimmer of light, and her eyes were cold with a hint of pride, like the purest sapphire.

Unconsciously, Marcus was confused, and involuntarily answered Phoenixine's question: "My name is Marcus, I came on an outing with friends today, and I came over to hunt with a shotgun......"

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A few people who are still playing Ludo chess are almost drumming in their stomachs before they know it, and the rewards of Truth or Dare's mission can't cover their physical needs, and everyone plans to play some more popular games after eating and drinking.

The sky was clear and pale blue, with only wisps of clouds hanging on the edges, and the water was so clear.

In the midst of this beautiful environment, Barry sat on a white stone, slowly turning a skewer of lean roasted meat in his hand, and the spicy and crispy smell slowly emanated with the flame. The surface of the golden roast meat is slightly fried with a lot of small oil bubbles.

He put down the barbecue on the shelf and looked at the other two, who were all in a hurry to sprinkle spices on their barbecue, and they didn't have time to pay attention to this side. Getting up and walking to the lake behind him, he squatted down, took a puff of water in both hands, wiped it on his face, and washed the smoke off his face with a few strokes.

The cold lake water splashed on his face, and his spirit was stimulated, and his whole body, which was baked by the sun and flames, suddenly exuded vitality again.

Turning his head to look, several girls were sitting on the cloth mat next to the river beach, gathered together and spreading out a clean white cloth, on which various food and drink materials were placed.

"You guys keep preparing, I'll go and call Marcus back, and see how he's doing."

Seeing that they were all going to eat, Marcus hadn't come home yet, and Barry was going to call him back in the woods.

"Okay, Barry, we're here to help you prepare food, and if Marcus doesn't catch his prey, then telling him will only make him hungry."

Morgan was grilling a skewer on the side, and when he heard Barry's words, he didn't forget to hit Marcus when he answered.

Following the direction Marcus had walked, Barry set off to find Marcus to see what had happened and had not yet returned.

After walking for a few minutes, Barry began to shout Marcus's name into the woods, after all, Marcus had some shotguns in his hand, and it would be unlucky to be accidentally hit in silence.