Palmer's hands were bound by a twine as thick as his index finger, and there was a small hole in the palm of his left hand, and the blood had dried up and turned black.

From time to time, the wind blew through the forest, passing through the blood hole, and the palm of the hand trembled slightly.

"I can give you a sum of money, lots and lots of money, please, let me down."

When Bi Fang approached Palmer, the other party seemed to notice, raised his eyelids slightly, and his breath was so faint that it seemed to be muttering to himself.

The rope crossed the thick branch and wrapped around the trunk, half-hanging Palmer to his knees, his hands pulled up in the air, his heavy head resting in the crook of his arm.

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Bi Fang did not actually hang Palmer too high, which was suspected of "deliberate abuse".

It's just that the pain made Palmer secrete a lot of adrenaline in a short period of time to suppress it, and now that the stamina has passed, Palmer, who has consumed a lot of oxygen in his body, doesn't even have the strength to stand up, so he shows his current posture.

Bi Fang squatted down, walked through the gap between his arms, and looked into the other's eyes.

Palmer couldn't help but squint his eyes, whether it was the pain or the blinding sunlight that made his vision glaze out.

He could see the fine fuzz on the other person's face, but he couldn't see the specific appearance, only faintly distinguishing that it was Asian from the outline of his eyebrows.

The other party's skin is so good, smooth and fair, like a woman, actually emitting a soft light in the sun, not at all like a person who can be active in the wilderness.

The two of them faced each other with the slanting sun, and the sunlight passed through the trees, dyeing everything gold.

The shadows of the two of them flowed like ink to the ground, stretching extremely long and long, all the way into the bushes.

"I can give you money, lots and lots ......"

Palmer still didn't understand what all this was about, or who he had offended.

Seeing the other party's posture, he only thought that he was here to ask for money, worried that the other party might not hear clearly, so he repeated what he had just said.

Bi Fang completely ignored his words.

"How many of you are here?"

Palmer was stunned at the question, his brow twitching in a slight increment, but he quickly calmed down.

Under the life-and-death crisis, Palmer's brain raced and burst into unprecedented potential.

Even on the SAT entrance exam, Palmer didn't think about a question as desperately as he does now, and he realized that he was so bold that he began to ask, "Are you a patrolman?" ”

"Yes, you must be a patrolman."

As if to boost his confidence, and as if to make it clear to the other party that he had seen through the other party's identity, Palmer repeated the sentence twice.

Seeing that the other party did not respond, as if acquiescing, Palmer became more and more sure of his guess.

It's good to be a patrolman.

I'm afraid that some people who come from unknown sources are much more dangerous, as long as they have money, they are not afraid of killing people at all.

If you meet a few people with brain problems, the money is not good, it all depends on the mood of the other party.

Wandering through the gray area for many years, Palmer is much more knowledgeable than the normal person, and public officials are much easier to deal with than those above, at least they are bound by the law and bound by their position.

"Brother, believe me, I just happened to be passing by with my friends."

Even if he was caught, Palmer could tell nonsense with his eyes open.

The audience who heard this suddenly burst into barrage enthusiasm.

[666, is this taking Fang Shen for a fool? 】

[Fang Shen, can you bear this? 】

[Go up and give him two big mouths, no matter how cunning the fox is, he is honest. 】

[That's not good, now pay attention to preferential treatment of prisoners, it's okay that the live broadcast room is full of Lao Fang's fans, if it is released, it will be enough for Lao Fang to drink a pot. ] 】

[Either he has a problem with his IQ, or he thinks I have a problem with my IQ, I think it's the former]

[Is there a possibility that the latter (funny)]

[Impossible, absolutely impossible! 】

Unbeknownst to Palmer, his words drew ridicule, and he even squeezed some strength to open his elbows and reveal his flattering face.

Unfortunately, it was not very dry, it was covered with tear stains from pain, and the black and white rough stubble, and the body exuded a bad smell.

Not everyone is as "talented" as Bi Fang, who can stay in the wilderness for ten days and half a month and still be able to stay dry.

Bi Fang tilted his head, couldn't help laughing, turned his head to the drone hidden in the tree branches, and said, "It seems that he really takes me for a fool." ”

"Who, who are you talking to, is there anyone there?"

Palmer didn't know why he saw this move, and he suspected that the other party's brain was not very normal, after all, he appeared like a special soldier, and he used a short spear, and he lived like a primitive person.

Who knows if it is believed in some strange gods, those backward primitive people are like this.

Of course, thinking so in his heart, Palmer would not say that.

Bi Fang waved his hand, and the drone flew out automatically, and there were still three.

Seeing this, Palmer's heart sank.

Body worn cameras?

These Africans are playing such high-end stuff now?

Wait a minute......

Asian, drone, awesome skills.

In a flash of lightning, Palmer blurted out, "You're the wilderness streamer?" ”

"Oh, so I'm so hot now? Can you meet my fans here? ”

[Is Lao Fang too unconfident in his influence (dog head)]

[What is the world's number one adventurer?]

[The most famous and greatest explorer in the world, there is no one]

[The real-life version of Professor Jones, who wouldn't know (eating watermelon)]

Bi Fang put the clay pot under his buttocks, sat it as a small pony, and then pulled Palmer's quiver beside him, poured out all the arrows inside, and picked one from it.

Then Bi Fang took out another complete arrow, and compared the two, there was no difference.

This arrow was taken from the lion under the record of the whole live broadcast, and the bag of arrows was also poured out of the whole live broadcast.

The evidence is ironclad.

Seeing this, Palmer's face was as ugly as eating a fly, and he couldn't tell if it was because of anger or pain, and his facial muscles twitched uncontrollably: "Damn, you don't have the authority to do this, it's too late to let me go now, I won't say anything before that, I'll inform my lawyer." ”

"Don't be so nervous, you should think about the good." Bi Fang's tone was brisk, "Although it is difficult to clear the facts of your crime, the good thing is that I am not a hunter who kills people without blinking, and you are safe now." ”

[Hahaha, do you want to punish people for killing? 】

[This emoji is so interesting, I want to take a screenshot and use it as an emoji]

[Why didn't I find out that Lao Fang still had such a naughty side]

【666】

"What's your name?"

Silent.

"Where is your car parked?"

Still silent.

Palmer may have been relieved that Bi Fang, as a public figure, could not lynch him, and he bit the bullet to wait for the lawyer, refusing to answer any questions.

This is really difficult for Bi Fang, but it is difficult for the vast number of netizens.

Moreover, Bi Fang's netizens are not only limited to China, he also has many fans abroad.

The theory of the six degrees of separation is most embodied here.

[If I'm not mistaken, he seems to be my dentist.] 】