The cold water did not relieve the pain, but it stimulated the sluggish nerves and brightened both eyes. The crouching position made it easy for me to spot the one-eyed flashlight, and it landed in the water next to me. I first let it go back into my mouth again.

There is no shadow of a python on the water, and there are no Laotians in sight. My feelings were indescribably complicated, I was glad that I had escaped death, but I was also extremely worried about the safety of the two Laotians. I don't think the python will go away, the two Laotians in the water are more dangerous than me at the moment, and it is very likely that the snake will change its target. If so, there is absolutely no chance that they will be spared.

However, I soon found that my worries were unfounded, and although I did not find two Laotians, the python soon appeared in the white light of the cyclops. It trailed behind the wood, its massive body like a twisting chimney, appearing and disappearing behind the side of the wood.

I swapped a magazine as fast as I could. However, this is the slowest time I have ever changed my magazine, and I have tried my best to speed it up, but the wood is very unstable in the water, and the water is constantly lapping on my back, so I can't concentrate on the magazine, and I have to keep my body steady to avoid being lifted off the wood.

This giant tree has never been so unstable in the current ahead, and I don't know what is going on, and I don't have time to look back. For now, I can only focus on the danger at hand.

The python didn't dive into the water, it just walked in front of the water, and it was faster than me, and it was clearly approaching me. I was already at the back of the wood near the end of the end, and in front of me was the protruding branch, the wood was very unstable, I couldn't rely on my legs to hold the wood to keep it stable, and I could even be lifted down at any time. The current was also unusually violent, and there were constant waves crashing against my back, and I didn't know what was going on in front of me, and I couldn't have had time to look back, but I could estimate that there was probably a big whirlpool or a very violent turbulence ahead.

My left hand had to grasp the branch in front of me, but even so, my body was still swayed by the huge, powerful waves, and the right arm holding the pistol could not be stabilized at all, not to mention aiming at the eyes of the python, even aiming the muzzle of the gun at the serpent. But the giant python suddenly went crazy at this moment, and the snake's head rose about a meter above the water, and rushed towards me quickly.

My left hand couldn't leave the branch for even a second, and my body was jolting violently like a cowboy on the back of a bison. In this situation, the lower body inevitably collides violently with the wood underneath the body, and at the same time, the right arm has to constantly correct the shooting angle changed due to the body turbulence. The excruciating pain in my body and the impossibility of the task had completely broken me, and I knew that there was no chance of a fluke this time, and I stared at the great snake that was already close at hand, and I had already taken all my anger out on this damn snake.

The biosphere of this valley is strange, and it seems that there is a strong rejection of alien species, as if it must be exterminated from outsiders. And it seems to be quite cooperative, and I now suspect that we were driven here by the little crimson snake, and we got here after they drove us all the way. And their purpose seems to be for us to make this python a snack. If that's the case, then I'll satisfy you, and I'm going to make them even more enjoyable.

I blinded the damn snake in one eye, and its internal organs should have been badly damaged, but the lesson didn't seem to be deep enough. Then I will support you to death, so that you can use your life to understand this lesson. I quickly planned it, and I was going to feed the tiger with my body. I know that the chances of my survival are very small, but I have no better idea, there is no escape, and I can't fight the other party, so I can only take this dangerous and dangerous trick.

I have a dagger at my waist to cut ropes, and the sharp edge of the steel fire is also very good, whether it will work as expected is a guarantee that I will survive. My plan was for it to swallow me, or more accurately to jump into its mouth. It didn't gnaw at its torn teeth, it could only swallow its prey whole, and I should still be alive before it entered its stomach. On the wood, in its current condition, I couldn't have hit it in the eye, and hitting it on the scales of its body had little effect. If I jumped into its mouth, I could shoot all 15 bullets in the M9 magazine into it, and if one bullet hit its vital organs, it would kill it instantly. Then I used a dagger to cut open its belly to escape.

The plan sounds like it works, but it's actually suicidal. The first half of the plan was doable, and I was sure that I would have this big snake buried with me. But to cut the belly of a python with a dagger is a bit of a given. Its esophagus can squeeze through any of my longer bones, and before it enters its stomach, I can shoot all the bullets alive or unconscious. Gouging open its belly and coming out is just self-soothing**.

Still, I'm going to pull out the dagger at the last minute, before jumping into the serpent's mouth, just to keep a memory for myself.

Let's go. The stench of the python's big mouth was already spraying on my face, and I screamed and let go of my left hand to touch my waist, but the gun in my right hand trembled and had no direction. Fortunately, I didn't plan to shoot at the moment, otherwise the bullet wouldn't have hit the python even if it was close. I already felt the dagger in my left hand, and I just had to break the buckle and get it, and my legs were slightly bent, ready to leap forward at any moment.

Suddenly, there was a huge vibration from under the buttocks, and it felt as if a huge force was coming from the bottom up. The feeling of double broken eggs made my legs lose strength instantly, and the hand that touched the dagger cover involuntarily pressed against the wood, trying to relieve the pain of the egg. But the hand that reached down did not touch the wood, and the sudden force lifted me into the air.

I still had that long, hoarse sound in my mouth, and because I was still biting the cyclops, it was quiet and dull. With this strange voice, I flew higher and higher, and in an instant I reversed my perspective with the python.

When the python pounced on me with its mouth open, I couldn't see its eyes because it was a little higher than me, and the hand holding the gun shook like Ali after Parkinson's disease, so I completely lost the idea of hitting it in the eye. But now, at this moment, my body was stable in mid-air, and the eyes of the serpent could be seen from above. A godsend. The hoarse voice changed with my brain's thoughts, and it seemed to be excited or nervous, and the voice had a strange rhythm.

I didn't miss the opportunity, grabbed the pistol in both hands and pulled the trigger.

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