It's not a thing, it's a pattern, to be exact. I'm not familiar with this pattern, but I've seen it in something I've experienced not so long ago.

It was a memory that made me angry when I thought about it, because I still don't know the real name of the person who beat me, so I called him fake Jiang Huai first.

I had been plotted by him outside the mountain of Motuo, and it was also on that occasion that I felt the feeling of being knocked unconscious by others for the first time. Later, the fake Jiang Huai was subdued by the fat man, and it was at that time that I saw the exact same pattern on the back of his neck as the current bloody man under his collarbone.

In the fat man's explanation, the tattoo of this wolf tooth belongs to a very special organization, and the fat man's group has been looking for clues to that special organization, but they have always been in a state where I know you exist, but I don't know who you are.

But if you think about it carefully, the fat man himself also belongs to a similar department, and after my understanding during this time, the fat man is also a deliberately mysterious organization, but I can feel that the organization behind the fat man should at least be an official department, otherwise it would not be so blatant.

Before the fake Jiang Huai was cleaned up by the fat man, he asked me some strange questions, about my brother, and it was obvious from what he asked that he seemed to think I knew something, but I really didn't know anything.

At this time, I was a little hesitant about whether to save this person, and there were people like fake Jiang Huai in this place. Judging by his previous behavior, this family, or at least this kind of person, is not good for me. I'm not going to be stupid enough to be that kind of thing about the farmer and the snake. But another contradiction that I can't cross over has reappeared, if I don't save myself, I won't say it for a lifetime, at least for a year or two, I won't have a good time in my heart.

I didn't see the fleeing merman in the hallway, but I was still on guard. I didn't know what was in the other rooms, so I didn't dare to go in, and went back to the room where they had fallen.

This guy is dead, and I don't care if he is comfortable being dragged by me, so I have been pulling one of his legs to the original room, just in case, I pulled the door panel up again, blocking the door frame, the door panel and the door frame are quite strong, just fastened.

I turned around and found a fairly clean place to lay the bloody man flat, and just as I was about to sit down and catch my breath, I found a strange place.

Without thinking about it, I picked up a pile of rope in the center of the room. Damn, who broke the rope, and immediately there was a nameless fire in my heart, and the grandson of the white vest was too damaged.

I was depressed for a while before I calmed down, and then I felt that something was wrong. The White Vest had no incentive to break the rope at all, and I took a few deep breaths before I remembered to check the rope.

At a glance, you can see that this is definitely not a white vest, and the rope is very uneven. It's a bit like a tooth bite, but this kind of rope is absolutely impossible for a person to bite off. And at the location of the broken rope, there was still black and red blood, and I could tell in an instant that it was the blood of the merman.

A cool breeze blew through my back, and cold sweat slid down my back. There was still some red blood left on the head of the rope, and it didn't look like a shark in terms of viscosity.

I gasped, but I felt a little guilty. It seems very likely that the White Vests were caused by me, and it is more likely that the other people on the fishing boat will also suffer, and now we can only hope that the people on the fishing boat will be a little stronger.

I looked overhead, there was a faint light coming down, it seemed that it was mostly dawn, and there was nothing else to do while squatting in place, and finally I decided to do some safety measures in my favor before the bloody man came to his senses.

I searched the whole body of the Bloody Man, but I didn't find anything of value. What feels okay is a versatile Swiss Army knife, which looks like it's still new. I liked this thing very much, but it wasn't meant to be looted, so I stuffed it back into him.

When I searched his arm again, I found a metal chain wrapped around his wrist a little above, and at the end of the chain was a metal plate the size of a razor blade.

There are a lot of words engraved on the sign, and I thought it was some non-mainstream decoration. But when I put it down, I saw that the words on it seemed to be the identity information of the record.

This judgment is not because I can read the content of the sign clearly, but the text on the brand is written in a format that resembles a business card.

When I pick it up again, I know what this sign is. Since the beginning of the Civil War, the United States has added a thing to the regular equipment of serving soldiers, called military identification plates. It is now often called a dog tag. This is generally something that is set up to quickly identify the soldier in distress.

At this time, the bloody man's wrist was hung with a dog tag that imitated Lao Mei, and the brand was picked up by me, weighing that there was still some weight, and it was estimated that it should be titanium alloy.

The top to bottom on the sign is:

HCK

Number: CB235

Name: Lei Bing

Type: Informal

These contents are very easy to understand, and I don't know why I sneered, and I thought to myself: "Damn it's finally exposed, the organization to which the fat man belongs hasn't been able to know the name of the organization he's been looking for for so long, and now it's good, I just happened to see it." ”

The first three stamped letters that appear in the upper left corner don't need to be thought about at all, this is either the full name or abbreviation of the wolf's tooth tattoo organization, or at least it should be a code name for this organization.

CB235 is estimated to be the same as the ID number, but this number does not determine the number of people in the organization. I took off the dog tag, and this thing was kept for the fat man because it should have some effect.

This person named Lei Bing was tied up with a rope by me, just by looking at the behavior of the fake Jiang Huai, you can know that most of these people will not sit down and talk to me.

When I tied him up, I remembered that he was injured, but I couldn't find any wounds on his body, and when I thought about it, it could be someone else's, but with this amount of blood, the person who bleed must not be too good at this time.

I didn't bring anything with me to tell the time, I could just see that it was getting brighter. I don't know how long I waited, but the fat man and the old generation didn't come back, and the other accomplices of Lei Bing didn't come over. However, Lei Bing coughed twice and woke up.

When he woke up, I had already put my face on it, and I don't know if I was too stumbling or something, but when I opened my eyes and saw me, I yelled.

"Grandpa, just spare me, I'm just a temporary worker, I won't dare to do it again." Lei Bing's eyes were closed, and he kept retreating, but his back was already against the wooden wall, and he couldn't retreat anymore.

I saw that he was treating me like a monster, so I slapped him in the face: "I said you can fucking see clearly, I'm a human being." ”

It took a few more tugs to stabilize him. I don't know if this guy is cowardly, or if he is frightened by the merman. Sneakily opened his eyes and glanced at me, only to hear him let out a sigh.

"You...... Who are you? Lei Bing looked at me with a jealous look, and then realized that he was being tied, and immediately raised his head again and stammered.

"I want to ask you, who are you?" I felt awkward in my heart, this guy came up and asked me who I was first. At this time, I was holding a fishing knife in my hand, and when Lei Bing saw the knife in my hand, his eyes became even more frightened.

"Grandpa, please spare me, I just came out to work part-time, I really didn't expect to come to this kind of place." Lei Bing twisted his body and said at the same time.

"Part-time? You're fucking working part-time in the Pacific Ocean. What the hell do you guys do? "I listened to what he said and thought it was funny.

This person should know something to some extent, but he didn't expect the fake Jiang Huai to be so ruthless, and now he is such a coward when he is replaced by someone from the same organization.

"I really don't know." Lei Bing almost cried back.

As soon as I heard what he said, I didn't let go, and I became angry, is this guy sure I'm a fool? Immediately, I burst into a foul mouth: "you, since you can get on the boat, you don't know what you say, who believes it." ”

After saying that, in order to pretend to be oppressive, he rubbed the fishing knife in his hand on his thigh. The family's words were immediately a convulsion, and tears flowed out in an instant.

"Big brother, I just saw a part-time job on the Internet, saying that I would give 20,000 yuan at a time when I went to sea, and I filled out a form and came." As soon as he finished speaking, Lei Bing groaned.

This is too, this sentence immediately appeared in my mind. Mother's organization that is so miraculous as the fat man said, this mysterious collective called "HCK", is it a temporary worker when you go out to run errands? That's too hasty, isn't it?

Although judging from the state of this person, it doesn't look like it's pretending. But with the experience of fake Jiang Huai, I still think it is necessary to call him out.

With a hard blow to my wrist, the fishing knife was slashed by me into the wooden plank next to Lei Bing. The guy thought I was going to kill him, and he almost rolled his eyes and fainted. I immediately reached out and pinched him, and he suddenly breathed a sigh and came back to life.

"Don't tell the truth, right, if you don't say it, I'll throw you out and feed that monster." I threatened, thinking back to the faces of the underworld interrogators in the movie.

"I really don't know anything, the people who came on the boat with me are dead, please let me go." Lei Bing groaned, his snot and tears already stained his face.

It was unlikely that he was pretending, and I could hear something in his words, so I immediately continued to ask, "Are there any other people?" How many? There they are? I deliberately lowered my voice.

Lei Bing almost cried and responded: "Fifteen of us came up, and all of them are dead, all of them are dead. ”

Our guess seemed wrong, and there were not just three other people on board, and I immediately pressed on: "How did they die?" Is it that kind of monster? You tell me about the detailed process. ”