Chapter 144: The Trap
I saw that in the bushes not far from the tall trees, there were five men in strange costumes, the middle one was extremely thin, wearing a bloodstained animal skin, and the four strong men beside him, only their private parts were covered, and their chests were bare, revealing their strong muscles. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
The five people seemed to be whispering, not noticing Heling's arrival at all, after the Eye of the Apocalypse was opened, Heling's eyesight was quite amazing, just by looking at it, the faces of the five people made Heling's heart tremble.
Who else is that? It's like a living dead!
The faces of the five were covered with rotting scars, and even disgusting pus was oozing from the rotten skin, and although the condition on their bodies was much better, they were as if they had just crawled out of the coffin compared to ordinary people.
As he spoke, there was a burst of shouts from the cabin, and the five people were suddenly startled, observing from the cracks in the bushes, their bodies were shocked, as if they had been struck by lightning, and He Ling also looked for prestige, only to see that the original ferocious dozen or so strange beasts, now only one survived, and the rest were all killed by the overlimiters.
The thin man looked incredulous, his face was full of surprise, he drew something towards the four people around him, the four nodded solemnly, and the thin man got up and left.
"What are they going to do?" Hering frowned and continued to watch, but fortunately, the over-limiters did not chase after him, and the only remaining beast quickly fled in front of the four and lay down.
"Sure enough, they controlled it!" Hering clenched his fists, this group of bastards, he just came to Africa, and he was actually calculated by you, today, let you know how powerful the overrun is.
However, Herring did not stop at the four men, he knew that the thin man was their leader, and he quickly jumped down from the tall tree, and under the cover of the bushes and plants, he chased after the thin man's traces.
When they passed by the four strong men, there was a commotion, but in the Ethiopian steppes, all kinds of wild beasts often shuttled here, and they did not attract their attention at all.
The speed of the overrunner was better than that of ordinary people, and soon, not far ahead, he saw the thin man, and saw that the man was planning something, holding a seemingly familiar object in control.
"Could it be that this is a trap?" Herring crouched down and secretly observed, and after a few minutes, a huge thorn net was placed by the thin man on top of a tall tree, and a huge steel clamp was placed under it, and the man put broken grass on the clip, and the clip was covered, and after thinking for a while, he found that there was no mistake, and he continued to prepare the next trap.
He didn't have to think much about it, he knew that these traps were all prepared for them, and if his companion passed by here and stepped on the clamp, even if he was a power-type overlimiter, he would probably be injured and lose the ability to escape in a short time.
After all, the huge clamp was extremely sharp and made of steel, and the strength implied in it can be imagined.
On the periphery of the trap was a small tent, very rudimentary, made of thatch, which should be the temporary camp of the five people, Hering knew that there would be indigenous people in Africa, but he didn't expect their way of life to be so primitive.
After thinking about it for a while, Hering also understood, after all, all parts of the world were invaded by zombies and mutant beasts, and human civilization moved to Antarctica, and those who were left were either infected or secretly survived, and returned to the way of life thousands of years ago.
But no matter how hard your life is, you can't frame us for no reason, right? He Ling was a little angry in his heart, although he knew that they were trying to survive, but at this moment their actions showed that they were his enemies.
His legs kicked violently, and before the thin man could not, Hering rushed to his side, stretched out a hand, and grabbed him directly by the throat.
The thin man tried to hold Herling's arm with both hands, trying to struggle away, but the dragon scales had already spread, and such a weak resistance had no effect at all.
Choked up, the thin man seemed to be saying this, but since it was an indigenous language, Herring couldn't tell.
When it was almost time to lose his breath, He Ling let go of his hand, and the thin man collapsed to the ground, looking at He Ling in horror, and his ugly and sinister face made He Ling feel a little uncomfortable in his heart.
The pure black skin on his face had turned purple, and he was struggling to support himself on the ground, as if he was about to die, but in an instant, he suddenly flicked his right arm, and the blade from nowhere revealed the light and stabbed into Heling's thigh.
With a flick of the kick, Hering's powerful thighs kicked the man several meters away, only to hear a series of screams, he finally gave up his resistance and looked at Hering in fear.
Herring felt a little funny, at this time, he still wanted to kill himself, but it was possible that this was the will of the savages.
After destroying all the traps set around him, Heling picked up the man just now and walked in the direction of the other four.
The other four natives were still lurking in their previous areas, and the Overreach did not continue to chase them.
It is sometimes a wise choice not to pursue in the unknown wilderness, and with a smile on the corner of Herling's mouth, he strode towards the natives.
The four natives heard the movement behind them, turned around suddenly, and found that their head was grabbed by an inexplicable boy, extremely embarrassed, and looked dying.
The four of them were furious, and they all let out an angry roar, picking up the stone tools from the ground and about to smash them fiercely at Heling, Heling snorted coldly, and directly trampled the natives in his hands under his feet, and didn't say a word.
The thin man kept moaning and spit out some words that Heling didn't understand, Heling had long known that their language was different, so he simply kept silent, in this case, if the other four people rushed forward, they would definitely be trampled under their feet.
After communicating for a while, the four big men were stunned for a moment, and then angrily deflated, and nodded with difficulty.
He Ling didn't know what they were doing, but the dagger in his hand was ready to go, and then the four of them suddenly knelt on the ground with a thud, and kept whispering something, as if begging for mercy from He Ling.
"What do you mean?" Hering frowned, the two sides did not understand the language, and they could not communicate at all.
However, looking at the reactions of the four strong men, Hering could roughly guess that it was the one under his feet who made them want to beg for mercy.
It's just that the vague local language really gave Hering a headache, "Since I've compromised, let's let you go." With a mutter, Herring let go of his foot, and before the man could escape, a series of footsteps suddenly sounded not far away, causing the bodies of the five natives to tremble, as if they were frightened.
"Herring! Don't do it! "Several power-type overrunners, led by Lian, ran here.