Ye Heren's running posture is different from that of normal people, his arm swing is very large, but his speed is not slow at all, with a height of more than 1.8 meters, he is not inferior to those tall Caucasian men. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ye Heren's goal is very clear, greed can't get anything, with the observation on the platform just now, he has found that the supply bag in front of him is divided into three kinds, one is the kind of small backpack, the second is a longer but narrower rectangular bag, and the third is square, relatively large, looking like a small suitcase.

There are only a few items necessary to survive in the wild, even if it is to make a fire with empty hands, Ye Heren is no problem, as long as he can get a container of water, some ropes, and a weapon. He wasn't good at bows and arrows, so his goal was to grab a short knife that he was best at wielding, and the smallest backpack of that kind.

Unlike Ye Heren, who ran towards the place where the supplies were placed, Tong Yahan chose to turn around and run away as soon as possible, and without a bow and arrow in her hand, she was tantamount to a sheep to be slaughtered. Under unknown circumstances, she felt that her mentor's advice was relatively accurate, so she planned to find a place to hide quietly, and then wait for Ye Heren to come and find her.

That's right, this silly girl who hasn't watched the movie still thinks that many people can survive in the end, and Ye Heren, who is on the same team as herself, must come back to help her, with this mentality, the silly girl Tong Yahan ran towards the forest without looking back.

At this time, except for a few people who fled into the forest, most of the tributes ignored the advice of their mentors, and they were confident that they were no worse than the so-called professional tributes, and the only choice with Tong Yahan was the slightly thin girl, the middle-aged fat man with oily hair and powder, and the young white-collar worker with a bandage on one arm. The three men were removed, and the remaining two thugs and the college student all ran towards the place where the supplies were placed.

As soon as he had sprinted for about ten meters, Ye Heren grabbed the short knife placed in front of him with a fierce forward lunge, and after holding the short knife tightly in his hand, he rolled forward to avoid the ****** slash in the hand of a white male behind him. At the same time, Ye Heren reflexively tensed the muscles of his left foot, and sprinted forward violently, and before the white man could use the ****** in his hand to block, he was instantly pierced through the throat by Ye Heren with a short knife, he covered his neck with one hand, and then made a hissing sound.

Ye Heren raised his right foot and slammed into the white man's abdomen, kicking him out fiercely, and at the same time, the short knife inserted in his neck was also pulled out, picking up the ****** dropped by the man on the ground just now, Ye Heren checked it in his hand, and then threw it directly.

The blade of the knife swirled and stabbed the thigh of the thug who was fighting with others, and he screamed, and a huge wound was cut out of his left forearm by a black male directly with a short axe, and even the white bones could be seen through the wound.

Ye Heren took a few steps back, took a short axe from the wall next to him, and looked at the little thug who turned his head and stared at him fiercely, he threw the short axe in his hand again. This time, the axe was thrown quite accurately, and it hit the gangster's head, and the powerful force even shook his head back, watching the gangster go soft and then collapsed directly on the ground, Ye Heren also got a reminder from the tattoo in time to complete the kill.

Just after two or three moves in hand-to-hand combat and throwing two short weapons, Ye Heren felt a little out of breath, not because he lacked physical strength, but because he needed to concentrate in this environment. Even when he threw the hatchet for the second time, he used too much force, and after throwing the hatchet, he felt some twitching in his left hand, most likely due to cramps or muscle strain.

Ye Heren picked up a small backpack beside him, and then glanced left and right a few times, at this time, the entire place where the supplies were placed was already a sea of blood, and there were also those who were lying on the ground and were cut to the flesh, and there were also those who grabbed things and ran without two steps and were directly shot to the ground with a bow and arrow.

Finding that it was no longer suitable to stay here, he held the small backpack in one hand and the short knife in the other, Ye Heren held the short knife and swept away two white men who attacked him in succession, and ran towards the depths of the forest. At this moment, the survival instinct he had exercised in the last days suddenly reminded him that there was danger, and he had no time to dodge and could only pounce forward, but he felt a sharp pain in his right shoulder, and a strong force struck, and he even felt that the bones in his right shoulder were about to crack.

He glanced back slightly, and saw a pitch-black hilt on his right shoulder, and a blade no more than two centimeters in it, presumably the blade in front of him had all pierced into his shoulder. Ye Heren didn't have time to draw his knife, and a white woman had already chased after him, and the two short knives in his hands flew out towards Ye Heren.

Ye Heren, who was still lying on the ground, exerted his left and right feet at the same time. Leaping forward to avoid the two short knives, he glanced back to see that the white girl still had several throwing knives hanging from the bag around her waist. The girl's flying knife is accurate, if she only relies on the short knife, Ye Heren must not be able to rush directly in front of her, she didn't intend to joke with her life, Ye Heren didn't have the slightest desire to turn back and fight, and continued to flee towards the forest.

The woman throwing the knife didn't seem to have any intention of chasing Ye Herren into the forest, and after measuring her speed, and finding that she couldn't catch up, the white girl stopped wittily and continued to hunt down the unarmed others.

The screams behind him made Ye Heren squint his eyes slightly, but he didn't stop running at all, and ran at all speed for about fifteen minutes. Ye Heren finally stopped slowly, this extremely intense exercise was actually a heavy burden for him, trying to suppress his panting, Ye Heren felt a hot feeling coming from his lungs.

After all, his body has not yet recovered to its best condition, and he has not eaten and rested properly for five days, and he will definitely not be able to recover all of it last night. After a few glances left and right, Ye Heren carried the backpack onto his left shoulder, and then climbed up a big tree next to him like a monkey.

After climbing about five or six meters high, he looked left and right for a moment to see that there was no one, and then slowly sat down and began to deal with the injury to his right shoulder. The blade of the whole short knife was about six centimeters long, and the part that pierced his right shoulder was about four centimeters, but fortunately, the knife stabbed very far away and did not hurt the bone.

After pulling out the whole flying knife, Ye Heren fell into another problem, there was nothing to stop the bleeding, the clothes he was wearing were obviously not made of cloth, and there must be no effect on stopping the bleeding, and with a roll of his eyes, Ye Heren began to churn the backpack in his hand.

Although the backpack was not large, it contained a lot of things, a bundle of hiking rope, a few magnesium rods, a circle of fishing line, a small metal water bottle, a moisture-proof blanket, and the most pleasing thing to him was that there were two rolls of bandages underneath.

The bandage said I don't know if it's English or French, anyway, it's definitely not Chinese, Ye Heren didn't care so much, he took off his coat and half sleeve, and then began to bandage himself, but when he was bandaging, a clear cannon sound suddenly sounded in the sky.

"This is...... Someone died? "Fortunately, this thing, the middle-aged tutor gave the two of them a science popularization last night, and Ye Heren reacted that this should be a notice of death, and every time the cannon sounds, it means that there is a tribute to death.

After thinking about it for 8 times, the cannon stopped, stroking his bandaged right shoulder, Ye Heren began to think about the next plan, it was not okay to sit still and die, so he planned to take the initiative to attack.

But the most important thing at the moment is to replenish his strength, it didn't take much effort for Ye Heren to stab two lizards to death, he found a waterside to skin and clean the lizards, remove the internal organs, and roast them on a fire that he had just risen.

He grabbed one of the lizards that had already taken the test and put it in his mouth, and at that moment, he suddenly turned back to a big tree and shouted, "Who is it!?" Come out! ”