"Damn, why didn't you just stand up and stop him?" Seeing Dr. Shan's face reluctantly being pulled by someone to change clothes, Weaver angrily confronted several men who were disposing of the corpse of a giant bull monster.

"First of all, Dr. Shan himself didn't fight desperately!" Conrad sliced hard at the bull monster's front leg with his short knife, laboriously slicing through the fur.

"Secondly, do you think that with the man's methods just now, a few of us can stop it if we really stand up and stop it?"

Conrad rubbed the tiger's mouth indignantly, such a huge bull monster, even cutting the corpse made him take a lot of effort, and the other party just waved his hand to kill this thing.

He silently calculated, the difference in force between their group and each other is as different as the current United States and a certain African tribe, if they really provoke each other, except for two women, everyone else is estimated to be alive.

As a wilderness survival expert, Conrad knows better than anyone else the law of the jungle, and he doesn't want to lose his life for inexplicable reasons.

"Coward, it's a shame that you let Dr. Shan face that demon alone because you were afraid of the other party!" Weaver was unforgiving, cursing incessantly.

It is now the time for the rise of women's rights, and Weaver, as a representative of the feminist anti-war faction, has a large number of so-called supporters even in New York, but whenever it comes to so-called women's rights, she will stand out as a pioneer.

Someone had just dragged Dr. Shan into the bushes under the pretext of changing clothes, and even though you couldn't see the situation over there, you could guess what was going on with your toes!

"The two of them are in the bushes over there, and according to the swing of the canopy, it can be seen that the two of them have not moved in that position all the time, if you really feel angry, you should go directly to the other party and reason, instead of being angry with us here!" Conrad replied nonchalantly.

Although he and the photojournalist had a good impression of each other when he came, it didn't mean that he needed to be scolded by the other party.

If you really want to be angry, you go to that Oriental to vent! What do you want to do?

"You think I wouldn't dare?" Weaver was furious, this man was really bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, and he didn't dare to resist the Oriental for the sake of women's rights, and now he actually came to accuse himself of not being right, which is a shame among men.

How did you go blind to think that the other party was good?

"What are you doing?" Seeing Weaver rushing towards the bushes with an angry expression on his face, Conrad hurriedly grabbed her.

"Go to that bastard theory, what did he think of women!" Weaver has a righteous face, and as an anti-war feminist, she has never been afraid of any enemy.

After all, she has the aura of so-called political correctness, but whenever she appears in public, everyone must automatically retreat.

"You're crazy, this is not New York, it's not Washington, you don't think you can kill people by the means of the other side?" Conrad roared in a low voice, this woman's brain is a little abnormal?

The guy looked at them with complete indifference just now, and Conrad was sure that as long as his group showed the slightest idea of resisting the other party, the other party would definitely kill them all without hesitation!

After all, this mission has nothing to do with this group of people at all, if they don't hinder Li Qingyuan from completing the task, he will naturally not bother to pay attention to this group of NPCs, but if these people don't know whether they are alive or dead, then he will naturally not be merciful.

Don't think that looking like Loki and Aunt Marvel will open his net, if you look like Black Widow or Hill, maybe it's a little useful, you look like Aunt Marvel, what's the use?

"Cowards are afraid of death, and true warriors dare to face all kinds of dangers!" Weaver spat disdainfully, really thought the old lady was scared?

Do you know how the position of the anti-war feminist leader of the old lady came about? I have been threatened and even slandered in all kinds of ways, and the politicians in Washington can't scare me, and a mere Oriental wants to scare himself, I don't know what to do!

Seeing the mess of the other party's head, Conrad could only sigh helplessly, why didn't this girl listen to people's persuasion!

Now you go to find the other party's theory, it's basically meat buns and dogs, and there is no return.

He suddenly had a war in his heart, and he would definitely not be able to persuade Weaver to persuade him, but if he really asked her to find the other party, if she was lucky, she would probably be left behind to change clothes together, and if she was unlucky, she might be able to give her flowers directly!

It was just that Conrad had just hesitated a little, and Weaver had already broken free of his arm and rushed straight towards the bushes.

"Damn it!" Conrad scolded helplessly, shouting and running towards Weaver.

"Weaver, stop, don't run!"

He deliberately shouted very loudly to alert some of the two guys who were changing clothes in the woods that someone was coming.

After all, he didn't want to be killed for seeing something he shouldn't see, and it would be too unjust to die like that!

Weaver walked quickly towards the bushes, determined to let the other party know how good she was.

Even though the other party may have some magical means, Weaver believes that justice is on his side and God will bless him.

Justice wins, doesn't it?

But before she could get halfway there, Weaver felt an inexplicable palpitation.

"Get down!"

Conrad yelled at her from behind.

Weaver didn't even think about it and fell to her knees, although she was a radical anti-war feminist, but she had been on the battlefield for several years, and she still had the most basic survival experience.

A fishy wind slid over her, followed by a steady stream of gunfire!

Milky white blood floated through the sky and drenched Weaver.

"Does it matter if you want it?" Conrad hurriedly ran two steps over to Weaver, pulled her up, and asked.

"I didn't ...... It's okay! Weaver gritted his teeth to stop trembling, and less than two meters beside her, a monster the size of a rhinoceros was still struggling.

Just now, Conrad's shuttle bullet was all into the monster's body, and if it were in the outside world, absolutely any animal would have been killed, but on this island, the power of the gun is not as great as imagined.

The monster that fell to the ground was obviously not dead, it looked like a velociraptor restored by scientists, but its head looked like a wolf's head.

The monster's spine is covered with sharp thorns that glisten in the sun.

If I had been a little slower just now, I would have been absolutely divided by this monster by now!

"Shhh

But before she could rejoice, she saw several more such monsters popping out of the grass.

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