"You think they'll take your word for it?"

No. 7 stood silently behind Song Qingxiao, and before she got close, she was already vigilantly turning her body sideways and pulling out the distance from No. 7.

This vigilance cannot be exercised if you don't roll in the death pile several times.

"It doesn't matter if they believe it or not, I've already said it." Song Qing glanced at No. 7, she was squinting her eyes and laughing, with an innocent look:

"I really didn't expect you to distribute food to ordinary people."

As soon as she said this, Song Qingxiao couldn't help but smile:

"What's the use of the food?" Unlike the people in these scenes, she leaves the place when she completes her mission, and holding on to more food and water is just a waste.

"Looks like you're sure you're going to get out of here with the task quickly." No. 7 came to a conclusion, and Song Qingxiao asked her:

"You don't want to go?"

Seven was silent.

The tent was quickly erected, and Mr. Zhou arranged for a total of six people to be on duty tonight.

Among the six men were four hired workers and two bodyguards.

The six people were divided into two groups and took turns to take turns to work all night.

After the arrangement, the others went into their tents to rest.

Since last night, everyone has not slept well since the attack, not to mention what happened after entering the island, the spirit has been in a tense state, and they dare not relax for a moment, and they have long been unable to hold on.

As soon as many entered the tents, they fell asleep, and soon there was a sound of 'whirring'.

Several of the trialists had special tents, and everyone was very guarded, and it was impossible for them to sleep in the same place with others.

Song Qingxiao entered his tent, lay down on his clothes, and took advantage of this time to look at the task in his mind.

At the moment, half of the progress of each mission has been completed, and the remaining half, killing mutated creatures is the hardest.

But on this point, several other trialists did not say it explicitly, and they should have reached a consensus in their hearts.

While the other trialists were not sacrificed, everyone must have worked together to complete this task first when they encountered danger.

She calmed her mind and stopped thinking about the task, forcing herself to sleep.

As the number of people in the team decreases, the situation becomes more dangerous, and she needs to recuperate herself in order to survive on this island.

She closed her eyes and slowly fell asleep.

But in this case, it was impossible to fall asleep completely, she woke up twice halfway, and heard the sound of the wind whirring outside, which made the tent shake gently, and there was a 'whirring' sound from the zipper, and the people on duty outside couldn't stay up and yawned.

Some leaned against tents, as if they were about to fall asleep.

She rolled over, and the air cushion beneath her made a 'squeak' sound, and the snoring continued.

Everything seemed calm and peaceful, as if there was nothing wrong with it.

But Song Qingxiao's heart seemed to be stretched with a string, and as time passed, not only did not relax, but became tighter and tighter.

This peaceful scene is like the calm before the storm.

In the darkness, the dangerous factor floated in the air, and she seemed to smell the breath of the mountain rain coming, which made her heart a little restless.

The heart is beating wildly, as if it is carrying a rabbit, beating desperately.

Her chest was heavy, firmly bound by this low pressure, and every breath she exhaled felt like it was laboring.

When she opened her eyes, it was a cramped tent, and the air seemed very thin, and she stretched her neck and exhaled deeply, as if she was about to lack oxygen.

It was a little hot in the tent, and she could feel fine beads of sweat slowly pouring from the pores of her limbs, but she could touch the cold soil underneath.

Song Qingxiao forcibly suppressed this weird feeling, she had to hurry tomorrow, and she needed to recuperate herself to deal with the next troubles.

After listening for a while and making sure that there was no danger around, Song Qingxiao closed her eyes again.

This time she fell asleep strangely, her mind split in two, half awake and alert, and half began to dream.

Perhaps because of her worries during the day and dreams at night, she dreamed that during the day, No. 4 pushed her hand and sent herself directly to the wolf's mouth.

The wolf she faced this time was not the mutated creature of the day, but far larger than the wolf she faced during the day.

It was a pair of scarlet and terrifying eyes, and the cold light flickered in the darkness, staring firmly at its prey, locking the killing intent and cruelty inside.

The hair on its body was like a steel needle, and when its body shook, it stood on end.

Its head is huge, and when it opens its mouth, its teeth are like the sharpest dagger on the handle, and a single stroke can bite through the throat of its prey.

She could smell the blood coming from its mouth, and it was chilling.

There were stumps and severed arms all around, and the blood was so thick that it was disgusting.

When he was targeted by such a giant wolf, Song Qingxiao's whole body tensed up all of a sudden.

A large amount of cold sweat kept pouring out, wetting her clothes and sticking firmly to her, forming a restraint that made her breathless, and she opened her mouth wide and breathed like a dehydrated fish.

The wolf jumped over with her head tilted, her heart was about to jump to her throat, her heart was full of killing intent and anger towards Four, the wolf was getting closer and closer, and the surroundings seemed to be quiet all of a sudden, and she was the only one left in this world who was facing off with the wolf!

'Knock, knock......

Song Qingxiao's heartbeat gradually accelerated, almost jumping out of her chest, but at the critical moment, the giant wolf jumped closer and closer to her, but I don't know if it was because of the dream, Song Qingxiao was shocked to find that her body couldn't move!

It was as if her body did not belong to her, and she no longer listened to her.

She obviously wanted to hide, but no matter how anxious and frightened she was, she couldn't move a finger.

It's so quiet, no one will come to save her, and if she can't dodge, she'll die!

She won't die here, she will live!

'Whew', she let out a long breath, and a tenacious will to survive burst out of her heart, making her involuntarily sit up.

The eyelids that had been firmly glued together parted suddenly, and in the darkness, I don't know if she hadn't recovered from the nightmare, and the sound of the night watchman outside napping against the tent disappeared.

The smell of sweet blood was heard all around, and the sea breeze blew on the sturdy fabric of the tent, making a 'porphyry' sound.

The sound of 'zizi' mingled with the sea breeze, like the muffled sound of someone trying to unzip her tent, but when you listened closely, it seemed as if someone was holding a knife and trying to cut her tent.

Song Qing opened his mouth and gasped silently, and his hand instinctively touched the dagger on his waist and held the handle at once.

It's also strange to say, she was sweating profusely, and her whole body was as if she had been fished out of the water, and her body was extremely hot.

The dagger was clinging to her body, but it was still cold to the touch, but it was exactly what she needed at this time, and it gave her a burst of peace of mind.

Her breath was still out, her heart was still beating hard, and a sharp, cold, blade-like thing easily pierced the solid fabric.

Immediately after the second and third......