Chapter 112: Why don't you invite you into the urn?
Li Fei suddenly only felt that if he didn't get rid of Zhang Laosan this morning, he might have endless troubles in the future.
"That's probably what he added to the water, and when everyone goes out, they will do things normally, and don't show any flaws."
"When the time comes, look at my eyes, let's give this Zhang Laosan a turtle in an urn!" Li Fei chuckled and spoke.
"What does the captain mean that we will do what we can and lead the enemy to the bait?" In the end, it was the smart Zhao Xian who was the first to understand the meaning of Li Fei's words.
"If the enemy doesn't show his flaws, we will take the initiative to attract him to the bait!" Li Fei nodded, his eyes slightly sly.
has been led by Zhang Laosan so many times, and this time he also wants to be a person who holds chess pieces.
After briefly talking about the arrangement of the plan, everyone nodded one after another, and then dispersed.
In the next half hour, except for Zhao Xian and Li Fei, everyone else was doing their own thing.
Boiling water, cooking, washing clothes, in short, did not show much abnormality.
And at this moment, on a certain tree not far from their camp, a man is almost leaking from the hidden water.
That's right, this man is none other than Zhang Laosan, who has been dormant for a long time.
After sinking into the sand that night, he returned to their resting place, and his last companion on this island, Li Sigui, had already lost his breath at this moment.
He didn't know how he stayed up until dawn that night, Rao didn't have much emotion in his daily life, but now he became a little angry and pathetic.
Not to mention the lonely people, the ship was broken, even the weapons transported were lost, and there was not much food left.
By daybreak, the idea of dying, and so on, quickly flooded his head.
For people like them, whose heads hang over the waistband of their trousers all day long, their lives are not important at all when they are in a desperate situation.
"Fourth, don't worry, even if I can't get out, I will definitely help you take revenge!" After hugging his brother and saying the last words, Zhang Laosan buried him under a tree.
He then took what little food he had left, as well as guns and ammunition, and went into the jungle to start his revenge plan.
On the second day, he didn't have no intention of acting, but at dusk, when he explored the surroundings of Li Fei's camp, he found a lot of traps.
What annoyed him was that the other party's level of creating traps was not very bad, and there was not even any regularity in the placement of the traps.
That's the one thing that broke him the most.
Helpless, he could only move slowly vigilantly to avoid the risk of being hit anytime and anywhere.
He had been a commemorative mercenary before, so his anti-reconnaissance ability was very strong, and by being cautious, he had avoided all the traps laid by Li Fei in the past few days.
It's just that he still can't think of what kind of method can be used to retaliate with a tooth for a tooth and wipe out Li Fei and his party.
Although there are only two men in their team, and one of them has been poisoned by his own powder, whether he can see it in this life is another matter.
But after all, they still have an absolute advantage in numbers.
Six women, even if it is safe, one bullet per person is enough for themselves to drink a pot.
So he knew that if he wanted to deal with Li Fei, he could only outwit him, and if he was tough, he would only be the one who would die at that time.