The man didn't speak, just stared at Yan Sixian fiercely with a pair of eyes. Those eyes wished that they could breathe fire, shoot knives, or nourish venom, so that Yan Sixian could be burned to death, hacked to death, and poisoned.

His emotions were so intense that Yan Sixian doubted whether he really had anything to do with this person - the hatred of killing his father would not be, but the hatred of taking love, Yan Sixian did not dare to guarantee it.

So Yan Sixian carefully observed the person's appearance again, and tried to see from his appearance whether he had slept with this person's sister, sister, girlfriend or the like.

To no avail.

The reason why Yan Sixian came up with this series of somewhat absurd ideas was because this was not the first time he had been attacked.

Are all these people crazy? When he saw him, he fought desperately and made a dead hand.

Just as I was wondering, the gun went off.

Yan Sixian heard the gunshots and glanced in the direction of the gunshots, but he didn't see anything.

The visual range in the forest is really limited, and you can only judge that the sound of gunfire is not far away.

Yan Sixian felt nervous in his heart.

Some people have guns, and he is unarmed. And, judging from the current situation, the man with the gun is likely to be friend or foe.

What's going on? Why is everyone like crazy?

Perhaps some of the things on this island cannot be explained by common sense.

Yan Sixian thought about it, and the people on the ground got up.

The knife he used to attack Yan Sixian had been taken away, and he was bare-handed, but he was not afraid, and rushed forward like a desperate player.

Yan Sixian waved the knife, wanting to scare him away, but the other party was not afraid at all, and directly met Yan Sixian's knife with his chest, and at the same time his hand was clawed, as if he wanted to scratch Yan Sixian to death.

Just looking at this situation, the other party really has no experience in fighting, not so much desperate, but more like a dog jumping off the wall.

"Look for death!"

Yan Sixian pinned the knife to his waist, dodged the opponent's attack sideways, and tripped the man to the ground again as soon as he raised his leg.

This time, he didn't give the other party a chance to get up, and he pounced and pressed the man to the ground.

Yan Sixian has a height of nearly one meter nine, his body is well-proportioned, not heavy, but his lean muscles are not light, after suppressing that person, he found that the other party not only has no experience in fighting, but is even a little weak.

Obviously, he had struggled with all his might, and even the green tendons on his neck and temples were violent, but the struggle was soft, like he hadn't eaten enough.

"Don't bother." Yan Sixian said: "I won't hurt you, don't come nonsense, how about we talk?" What's going on now? ”

Suddenly, the look of hatred disappeared, and the other party showed a look of fear, as if he had changed his face.

Not only was he afraid, but he also shed tears.

"I don't want to lose, but it's too hard...... I'm done, I'm done...... No one can save me...... I'm just a, a bug that no one wants...... I don't want to......"

"Hey...... You follow me first...... Alas, I'll go, I didn't do anything to you, can you cry again after we're done......"

Yan Sixian has a big head.

He slowly got up defensively, no longer suppressing the man, and the man no longer fought back, just lying on the ground in his original position, but the tears were still flowing, and he looked like he was in despair.

Now Yan Sixian is in trouble, do you want to leave this person here?

Yan Sixian asked a few more words, but the man just cried and didn't answer.

Thinking of the gunfire just now, Yan Sixian's heart tugged again, the ghost knew if this cry would attract the person with the gun, Yan Sixian decisively decided to give up.

"That...... Brother, don't cry, let's leave it at that, let's go back to our own homes and find our own mothers. ”

After speaking, Yan Sixian turned his head and left.

Walking dozens of meters away, the crying gradually became inaudible.

But before he could get past 100 meters, he heard a scream.

Screams filled with fear.

Yan Sixian was sure that this cry was from the crying bag just now.

If a person can make such a cry, the situation must be terrible, and it is likely that he has encountered some mortal danger.

Almost out of the professional instinct of the police, Yan Sixian turned around without hesitation and rushed back.

On the way back, he sorted out the ideal method again: saving people is secondary, let's see what the situation is, don't be impulsive, it's important to save your life.

It's quite simple.

As soon as he ran back, Yan Sixian saw a person riding on the crying bag, pinching his neck with both hands. The crying bag's face was also purple, and his eyes were bulging.

"I'll go."

Yan Sixian rushed forward, raised his foot and kicked the kid who was pinching people.

It was a boy with a very fashionable hairstyle, nearly thirty years old, with long hair on the top of his head, tied in pigtails, and all the rest of the place was shaved off, but it was neat.

On the scalp above one of his ears, there is also a string of English letters tattooed on it.

The clothes are a mountaineering suit, and if it weren't for the appearance of rolling through the mud and dust, it would look like a tourist.

But Yan Sixian knew that this tattooed brother was by no means a tourist. 
"Hold the grass, you ......" The tattooed brother was kicked by Yan Sixian, and immediately put on a look of wanting to fight, but seeing Yan Sixian, who was tall and tall, coupled with the uncertainty of the life and death of the crying bag, he didn't want to fall into a situation of one against two, so he confessed.

Yan Sixian's female relatives were stunned and didn't scold.

The person who knows the times is Junjie, and the tattoo brother obviously knows this well, so he immediately changed his words and changed the opening method that was not too cowardly, but also left room for maneuver.

"You're sick with the grass!"

Yan Sixian felt that he was really sick, because he was scolded and he was not angry at all, but still a little happy.

"Are you normal?" Yan Sixian asked.

"Nonsense, you're not normal?"

It's like a conversation between two fools.

However, such conversations continue.

Yan Sixian pointed to the dying crying bag on the ground and said, "You want to kill him?" ”

The tattooed brother showed a suspicious look, "You don't kill?" ”

The crying bag who fell to the ground took a long breath, and it seemed that he had recovered from it.

Yan Sixian looked at the crying bag, then at the tattooed brother, and confirmed again: "You, can you really communicate normally?" ”

The tattooed brother couldn't hold back, and the scolding that was held back finally came out.

"Haha, it's you."

Yan Sixian couldn't help but say, quickly took two steps forward, and raised his hand to punch.

The tattooed brother didn't expect that the person in front of him didn't greet him before he started, so he was shocked and hurriedly raised his hand to block it.

After two or three moves, Yan Sixian made a rough estimate, this one knows a little bit about three-legged cat skills, Wang Baquan is decent, but of course it can't be compared with him, the international champion of sanda.

Without moving the knife, Yan Sixian swept his leg at the opponent's knee socket, and the man knelt down with a puff.

Yan Sixian grabbed it with a backhand and grabbed one of his arms.

The arm that was buckled was in severe pain, and the tattooed brother had no strength at once, let alone fighting back, it was difficult to struggle, and he felt that his arm might be scrapped at any time.

"Brother! Brother, spare your life! Great God! Can I follow you? I do all the hard work, and I will help you kill people...... Oops...... Brother, I don't want to die......"

Seeing that the tattooed brother also dragged out his crying voice, Yan Sixian decisively let go.

"Don't cry! Bear with it! ”

The tattooed brother cried for a second.

"Oops, you squeak."

"Tell me what's going on here." Yan Sixian said.

"Huh?!" The tattooed brother's chin almost fell to the ground, "You don't know? ”

After saying this, he regretted it again, as if he was afraid of angering Yan Sixian, so he hurriedly put away his surprise and said, "That...... You...... Belch...... You...... You don't know what's going on here? That and that...... How did you end up here? It shouldn't be......"

"I ask you! Where is all this nonsense?! ”

"Eh," the tattooed brother remembered to explain to Yan Sixian, "This is a competition." ”

"What a game."

"Killing, how to say, I don't know how many people there are in this place, anyway, everyone kills each other, until the killing is over, whoever survives to the end, who can get a large sum of money, and ensure that they have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of their lives."

"Really?" Yan Sixian will be skeptical.

Without waiting for the tattooed brother to answer, the crying bag that fell to the ground woke up, and as soon as he woke up, he heard such words, and he didn't know where the strength came from, and the whole person was like a cannonball, and it pounced on the tattooed brother.

"You talk nonsense! You are talking nonsense! It's purification! Divine Purification! Kill! Kill these wicked people, my brothers! Yasheng, help me, ......"

"Fuck your uncle!"

The tattooed brother threw the crying bag to the ground and quickly punched him twice.

He was also on guard against Yan Sixian, so he didn't dare to kill the crying bag, for fear of being attacked by Yan Sixian halfway through, and one against two.

"This man is sick, don't pay attention to him, what I told you is true." Tattoo brother.

"Oh." Yan Sixian was obviously still hesitating, "What you said is too evil, right, why?" If you win, you will get the money, and the person who gives the money will be fed and supported? ”

"You're really right, it's enough to eat." The tattoo brother almost said: "Poor ghosts like us, of course we don't know the hobbies of those rich people, I heard that, they love to find excitement, we are working here, there are a group of rich people betting." ”

Yan Sixian really wants to say brother, you have watched too many movies, we rich people are really not like this, except for a few fools, we are sparing our lives, and we will not participate in illegal activities unless we have to.

But when the other party told it, he was very sincere, not only sincere, but also with the expectation of a huge bonus, and the nervousness of being pressed could not be pretended.

Yan Sixian's thoughts were regarded as "tempting" and "hesitating" by the tattooed brother, and the tattooed brother asked tentatively: "Do you want to make money?" Pretty penny. ”

If you want to put it aside, it is simply ironic to ask Yan Sixian this kind of question, just like asking Yao Ming if he wants to grow taller, and asking Einstein if he needs to learn primary school mathematics, Yan Sixian will definitely be full of disdain.

However, at this time, Yan Sixian thought about it very seriously.

Soon, he gave the results of the considerations.

"I think so," Yan Sixian said: "Money is not important, it is more reliable to find a way to leave this island first, do you know where this is?" ”

Saying this, Yan Sixian really got up and let go of the tattooed brother.

The tattooed brother couldn't believe it and hesitated to get up.

"You...... Really don't kill me? ”

"You want me to kill?" Yan Sixian took a step forward.

"Don't don't, there's something to say." The tattooed brother pulled out a sneer that was more ugly than crying.

"You come with me." Yan Sixian said.

The tattooed brother hesitated.

"Who said just now that you are willing to follow me and do all the hard work? Need me to please you? ”

"No, no, no, that ......" the tattooed brother gestured to the crying bag on the ground, "he ...... Don't you kill? ”

"Let me give you a suggestion." Yan Sixian said.

"What advice?"

"Hold on. Have you played the survival game? Those who kill all sides at the beginning often don't survive to the end. ”

"You mean...... Hide first, wait for others to kill each other first? ”

"Anyway, if I have it, I'll do it."

"Aren't you, you're an outsider? You really don't know? ”

"What?"

"If you can hide until the end, of course it will be good, but you won't be able to get the equipment."

"What equipment?"

"Knives, guns, bullets, whatever—did you hear the gun?"

Everyone who participated in the contest was given something before entering the venue.

Some are knives, some are guns, some are bullets, and some are rations and fresh water. Kill people, steal things, and live. ”

When he spoke, the tattooed brother's eyes kept glancing at Yan Sixian and the crying bag, as if he was assessing what the two of them were carrying.

Yan Sixian simply took out the knife from his lower back.

"Don't look for it, his knife is with me."

The tattooed brother was stunned.

"I didn't want to rob it, he attacked me first. I really didn't participate in your competition, you ...... Believe it or not. ”

Yan Sixian skillfully played a knife flower, putting on a posture of "Anyway, Lao Tzu is better than you, I don't believe you will try your life".

The tattooed brother immediately said: "I believe it." ”

Yan Sixian inserted the knife back into his waist, glanced at the crying bag again, and said, "Since I have already obtained his things, there is no need to kill him, let's talk about it later." ”

His words were unquestionable, and he raised his feet and left.

The tattoo brother hesitated for a moment, and finally caught up with Yan Sixian.

Yan Sixian sighed in his heart.

Crying brother, I can only help you get here, I hope your bullshit is a holy spirit.

After walking a little farther, the tattooed brother plucked up his courage and asked Yan Sixian, "That...... You...... How did you get to this island? ”

Yan Sixian decided to tell part of the truth.

"I was caught, and I finally found a chance to escape, hey! I don't know how to get out of the island now. ”

"Run? There is the sea on all sides, how can you escape? ”

Yan Sixian rolled his eyes, "If I knew, I wouldn't be here." ”

The tattooed brother hit the railroad while it was hot: "Maybe I can take you away, as long as we win the game, they will send me away, and there is money, and the money can be divided equally between the two of us......"

Yan Sixian felt that if he continued to talk about it, he couldn't help but show his eyes as a fool.

Yan Sixian interrupted him and said, "Even if what you say is true, aren't you afraid that I will lie to you?" What if I'm also a participant? ”

"Of course there is such a possibility, to be honest, I don't really believe your words now, run away or something......" The tattooed brother didn't hide it, "However, if you are a contestant, we will meet sooner or later, sooner or later, you will live and die, cooperate first, and live one more minute is a minute."

Maybe you'll take pity on me and let me live in the end. ”

This is not without reason.

Yan Sixian decided to be skeptical of his words.

"So, how did you get involved in this competition? You can't sign up for the audition, right? ”