Text Volume 2 Danger in the Jungle_Chapter 115 I am the walking dead

My head ached and my face started to tingle, which was caused by my emotional exaltation.

I remember reading a quote a long time ago: The person you trust the most is often the one who stabs you in the back.

I can't believe that this person is actually Bai Jiao.

Bai Jiao, my best female friend around me, her lively, cute, and sometimes a little violent personality has a great impact on me, and even many people think that she and I are a couple.

I couldn't think, and I couldn't think of, why she would do this.

Now that I think about it carefully, the only people who came out of the cave at that time were her and Ma Yang, so it is very likely that it was one of her and Ma Yang who informed Li Mingming of the location of our cave.

At first, I thought it was Ma Yang, because after all, after Ma Yang came to this desert island, we were scattered for a long time, and no one knew what Ma Yang had experienced during this time.

But Bai Jiao, she has been with me all the time!

Why would she do it? If she really wanted to betray me, why did I kill me while I was asleep?

What do she gain by doing so?

I had a vague feeling that a huge conspiracy was secretly surrounding me, and I couldn't figure out the root cause of it.

Now, my mind is full of Lisa's hearty smiling face, and when it rained that day, she and I sat under the tree, telling me her story, her growth story, I seem to be able to see a barefoot American country girl, carrying a shotgun, blocking the door of her own house, that little tsundere serious appearance.

I remembered Bai Jiao's fight with me in the company in the past, the scene where she fell into my arms and cried for the rest of her life, and me, her, and Sister Heran, in order to get the supplies on the plane, smashed trees and vines and braided ropes together......

If there is one word to describe the feeling in my heart at this time, then I think it can only be used to use life is better than death.

This feeling eroded my brain and paralyzed my nerves, and I felt as if I was in a vegetative state at this moment.

My gaze swept over Lisa's blood-stained face and pressed her face against my chest.

I'm sorry Lisa, thank you, Lisa.

When I let go of Lisa, I accidentally swept over the body of one of the men in black, and I seemed to see something strange.

I gently lowered Lisa's body, and crawled over to the side of the man in black, one of his hands exposed beyond his cloak.

In the moonlight, a tattoo on the back of his hand was particularly clear.

It was a tattoo of a snake, a standing cobra.

Is this an organization? Or is it because of a personal hobby tattoo?

I hurriedly went to look through the corpses of the other men in black and found that each of them had the same tattoo on the back of their left hand!

If it does not represent any special meaning, then this tattoo is undoubtedly a tattoo of a certain organization!

However, how could Bai Jiao have anything to do with this organization?

I remember in the city, I had never seen a tattoo like this, I was a designer, and I had several friends who were tattoo artists.

Before getting a tattoo, the tattoo artist will almost always tell others that some of the meanings of the tattoo, the pattern, the location of the tattoo, and the size of the tattoo are all particular.

Of course, there are also a large number of tattoo artists who will not tell their clients about these particulars, and they will tattoo whatever pattern they like.

However, the tattooed snake, and it is a very venomous cobra, such people are afraid that there are very few such people.

I dare to say that before getting on the plane, after the plane crash, I had never seen such a tattoo, not even the slightest impression, Bai Jiao has always been with me, so how did she get involved with these people?

I can't figure it out, and I don't dare to think about it anymore, now I know this answer, I'm afraid that only Bai Jiao herself.

I'm going to find her, I'm going to question her, and if she did all this, I'm going to ...... Kill her.

I had never thought of facing Bai Jiaobing, and the thought that I was going to have such a situation with her made my heart sink again.

How do I do it? But, Jiaojiao, how can you do it?

"Zhang Lang, in fact, what I want to say is...... Among Us ......"

In the midst of grief and indignation, Sister Ran's words immediately sounded in my ears.

Sister Ran, what did you want to say at that time? Do you want to say that some of us have betrayed us? Do you already know that it's Bai Jiao?

I held my head in my hands, why couldn't I just take a little more time to listen to you?

But now it's too late, companions have been caught, someone has escaped, and it is not yet known if anyone is dead.

What am I going to do?

I lay on Lisa's corpse and waited quietly for more than an hour, when the chirping of pheasants could be heard in the mountains in the distance, and it was almost dawn.

But at this moment, I heard the sound of grass chattering and panting not far behind me.

I subconsciously grabbed the saber that Lisa had given me at the end, and when I looked back, I saw two figures trotting towards me.

They got closer, and I saw that it was Owen and Terry.

"Lisa!"

Less than twenty meters away from me, Terry saw the scene in front of him, picked up speed, and rushed towards me.

Owen's eyes widened as well, his body shook slightly, and he walked towards me with a deep foot and a shallow foot.

"Get out of here!"

Terry roared and shoved me away from Lisa's body, then picked up Lisa's body, shaking it incessantly, and calling out Lisa's name, "Lisa...... Lisa! akeup! akeup! Lisa......"

I was distracted and supported my body with one hand to keep myself from lying down, and then I stood up weakly.

At this point, I felt like the walking dead, to everything around me, QR1

It wasn't until Owen walked up behind me and tapped me on the shoulder that I looked back at Owen.

Zhang Lang...... Lisa, dead? ”

Owen seemed to be ten years old in an instant, or maybe this time was the closest I was to him, and the white wisps of fish belly rising from the sky shook Owen's temples, I don't know if it was a problem with the light, his sideburns were a little white.

I nodded, only to find that Owen was also covered in blood at this time, his clothes were torn in several places, the long worm-like wounds were horribly exposed to the air, and Owen's neck, arms, chest, and thighs were covered in scars.

In his hand, he was clutching a bloody Nepalese saber, trembling and looking at me distractedly.

"Hmmm......"

I couldn't bear to look at Owen anymore, don't look around, and find that Terry was the same, his injuries didn't look as serious as Owen's, but his uniform was soaked in blood and dark red, indicating that they had just experienced a fierce battle.