Qi Sheng has always let Hu Bugui know that he himself has fallen into a trap, and he can see a frightened or uneasy look on his face.

And the other party was unexpectedly calm, listening to the inhumane rules of the game, as if there was no accident, it seemed very unfathomable.

It's just very calm looking at the open land of the cave, the dense and deep primeval jungle in front of me, the trees are towering, many vines are entwined in it, and countless dangers are hidden in it.

The purpose of this game is to make the rich feel the fear of hunting, and each player is carefully selected to make the battle enjoyable and dramatic.

The stronger the participants, the more excited and exciting the spectators felt, which was also the purpose of Leon's deliberate efforts to let Hu Bu come here, knowing that he was a master of art and was not afraid to come, but he definitely did not expect that on this island, there would be such a careful net of heaven and earth waiting for him.

No matter how powerful you are, it is definitely impossible for you to leave this island alive today, thinking in unison, he continued:

"The hypnosis and Chinese kung fu you are good at are useless here, this island is closed, not even a bird can fly out, and out of ten people who participate in this game, only one winner can leave safely. ”

"Eleven. Hu Bugui opened his mouth lightly.

He turned his head, his eyes were still calm, but there was a kind of soul-stirring power, and his body suddenly walked forward completely freely in unison.

"Take me to the place where Xia Meng was just now. Hu Bugui ordered.

Before he entered this place, he knew that the other party was making trouble, but he didn't expect it to be in such a cruel form of torture.

But it doesn't matter, in the face of absolute strength, any trap is not worth mentioning.

Like a puppet, he walked forward, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and became a pioneer.

Hu Bugui, who followed behind, was as leisurely as a stroll, and asked him:

"Tell me, when were those eight notorious murderers sent to this island?"

"Two hours ago. ”

"What are the characteristics of them. ”

Hu Bugui is not worried about facing up against these vicious people, but knowing that his opponents have those abilities, he can have a clearer judgment of the current situation.

Under mind control, the unison can only do his best to describe everything he knows.

"Killing Machine Link, he's in his fifth year in this game, and he's always won by an overwhelming margin, and this time he bet on himself to win, and he entered with a weapon. ”

However, the game's organizers, apparently biased towards Link, did not want to divulge more secrets in unison.

Suddenly, a wall of fire fell from the sky, burning to the point of beeping branches, and falling from the sky one after another.

The flames scurried around at an unbelievable speed, smoke billowing and scorching dead branches slamming vertically down on the heads of the two men.

The small animals in the woods were startled and fled for their lives, including deer, rabbits, wild sheep and ugly-looking hyenas.

The instinctive desire to escape made Qi Sheng turn around and run like an animal, but after a few steps, he was unfortunately hit on the top of his head by a charred giant tree, and fell to the ground softly, and the tongue of fire quickly engulfed his body.

When the heavenly fire hit, Hu Bugui immediately sacrificed the immortal barrier, but the heat and smoke made the surrounding heat unbearable.

If it weren't for his agile evasion, I'm afraid he would have ended up in the same fate as Qi Sheng.

All fallen branches were hung with flammable substances, which quickly caused flames on the ground.

This artificial fire was designed to interrupt the possibility of leaking more player information in unison, and it was very effective.

Hu Bugui was slightly surprised by Qi Sheng's death, but he didn't have time to think about it, and glanced at him with a little compassion, seeing that he had curled up and didn't even have the strength to scream, so he gave up the plan to rescue and ran forward.

The little creature that was guiding the way was gone, and his heart became agitated, and he used his divine sense to discern the direction.

Another huge fireball exploded not far from him, and although it couldn't hurt Hu Bugui in the slightest, it caused him deep anger.

Originally, he thought that the flames were airdropped, but now from the perspective of the launch, it seems that this is not the case.

One after another, the fireballs slammed into his direction with unmistakable accuracy, forcing him to constantly change positions, and if he was not careful, he would be directly hit and devoured.

The fireballs are fired from somewhere in the woods, either rocky or dense treetops.

He could imagine that the initiator would operate it all with a grim smile, and all it took was to press a button and kill someone.

Like the charred piece of wood smashed on the cover of the Heavenly Spirit in unison, it was not an accidental accident when the fire struck, but a precise attack.

Obviously, the organizers were more expecting his wonderful performance than killing him immediately, so the fireballs that hit him were all to force him to leave the jungle as soon as possible.

Hu Bugui ran towards the edge of the dense forest, calmly dodging the rocky area, although there were still fireballs falling from the sky, but they could not keep up with his pace, thus avoiding the fate of becoming a live target.

Although there were only a few burnt marks on his clothes, he even had the spare strength to pick up a deer with a scorched mouth and nose, burned his lungs in the flames, and died of lack of oxygen at the edge of the forest.

The cruelty of these organizers made him feel a strong sense of anger and revenge for the first time in his life.

The attack ended as he left the forest, where there was a small pond.

A few rabbits who had not had time to run far were in the grass of the pond in horror, looking at him with wide black eyes, hesitating whether to run away.

Strike.

A subtle sound of breaking the sky.

Hu Bugui keenly caught this unusual sound, turned sideways, and a green wooden branch crossed his ear and fell into the pond.

Overhead, the branches and leaves of the trees rattled, and a black shadow with curled hair clinged to the branches, using both hands and feet, and fled towards other trees at a very fast speed.

There was no tool at hand, so Hu Bugui lowered his head and twisted up a stone, flicked it out.

The stone struck the animal, which was not an orangutan or a baboon, and let out a wail of the animal's injury, speeding up its movement between the branches and leaves, screaming incessantly, and quickly fleeing the scene.

Hu Bugui had no intention of chasing, his first task was to quickly find Xia Meng's traces, in this dangerous forest, even if he delayed for a second longer, this little girl might die because of it.

By the time we arrived at the island, it was already dusk, and now the sky was getting darker.

Recalling the picture I saw in the surveillance just now, Xia Meng was hiding behind a rock wall, and this island is basically surrounded by mountains, so the location where Xia Meng is located is likely to be the edge of the island.

He took a deep breath, picked up a sharp piece of stone from the ground, quickly disemboweled the fawn, picked up the fine flesh, cut off the whole piece and strung it with branches, abandoned the remaining entrails and deer skins by the pond, picked up some branches that were still burning, and built a bonfire.