It took a lot of effort for the three of them to discern that the human head was not the archaeologist itself.

According to the bartender's description, the archaeologist was about fifty years old, and the man looked very young, most likely his henchman.

They soon found the man's mangled body in another tent, which seemed to be missing a fraction.

"It's cruel." Sean shook his head.

Chen Jianqiu was also a little uncomfortable, although after the crossing, this body has not had much physiological reaction to the scene of broken arms and legs, but this kind of deliberate dismemberment, and even taking pleasure in it, is still disgusting.

"Boss, are we going to keep chasing?" Asuka asked.

"It's all here, let's go over and have a look."

It is still Chen Jianqiu's usual answer.

Artists are bold and have the confidence to chase the unknown, which is called adventure; If you have no confidence, that is called death.

The three of them continued to set off, with the birds in front and the task tracking; Chen Jianqiu was behind, responsible for vigilance; Sean, who has the weakest combat power, is in the middle, enlivening the atmosphere.

Shortly after their journey, a cave appeared in front of them, and the trio slowed down, finding a higher hiding place and began to observe the direction of the cave.

This cave is a stronghold.

The open space in front of the cave is a mess, with all kinds of miscellaneous items piled up in a mess, dismantled carriages, unknown limbs scattered on the ground, near the entrance of the cave, there is a pot, which is "goo-goo-goo" and bubbles, and it is impossible to see what is cooking in it from a distance, but judging by the limbs around the pot, there is a high probability that it is not good meat.

"Boss, we should have gotten binoculars in that Jew's black shop yesterday." Sean craned his neck to look down and said, "That archaeologist wouldn't be in that pot right now, would he?" ”

"What, you want to taste it? I still have some salt here, can you add it to the soup later? Chen Jianqiu glanced at Sean, and Sean stuck out his tongue.

The three of them circled down, clinging to the edge of the clearing near the mouth of the cave.

There are two large wooden cages in the cave near the doorway, which have been dyed dark red by an unknown liquid, giving off a disgusting smell.

A topless man leaned against a cage with a machete in his hand, as if on guard.

In July, Colorado is only about 20 degrees Celsius during the day, and the temperature difference between morning and evening is very large, and it can be as low as about 10 degrees at night.

Chen Jianqiu took out the dagger, this dagger was specially selected for him by Browning yesterday, it was of moderate quality and sharp.

He threw the dagger over.

The dagger was plunged into the man's head with unmistakable accuracy, and the man fell without a word.

The three of them quickly leaned over, and Chen Jianqiu pulled out the dagger, wiped it on his clothes, and inserted it back into the scabbard.

He took the shotgun from behind his back and handed it to Sean, this time it was his turn to be at the front, after all, the gloomy cave was his home turf.

Asuka pulled out the Indian tomahawk, and he, while he picked up the machete that the guard had dropped on the ground.

He tore off a piece of cloth from the man's pants and wrapped the machete around his hand.

The cave was dark and dark, and the three of them bent down and walked slowly, trying not to let themselves make footsteps.

Suddenly, a gust of wind came from the cave, mixed with a foul stench and fishy smell.

It seems that the cave is open and has at least two exits.

Further inside, at the end of the road, a light appeared. The three of them pressed against the wall of the cave and approached the corner of the bright light.

Sean walked in front and looked inside.

Inside there was a natural platform with a bonfire burning next to it, and a man in his fifties was tied to the cross, stripped naked from top to bottom.

Next to him was a fat man with a sharp knife in his hand. He waited for the water on the campfire to boil, then disemboweled the man on the shelf and cut the pot of boiling soup.

Two men sat around the campfire, muttering something unbelievable, and one man rummaging through a box on the other side, with a gun in his hand.

Sean gestured to the two behind him, signaling that everyone in the cave was not looking this way.

So Chen Jianqiu decided to do it immediately, otherwise, they would have to clean up the internal organs for the archaeologist.

Chen Jianqiu and Asuka touched the bottom of the table, while Sean went around behind the person who was rummaging through the box.

This time, it was the gun in Sean's hand that rang out first, and in the hole, the gunfire was like thunder, and the person who was hit fell on the box, and there were blood holes behind him, which was directly cold.

Sean, on the other hand, was shaken back a few steps by the recoil.

"Boss, you're too fierce with this gun."

Chen Jianqiu didn't have time to pay attention to him, he and the bird flipped up from the shadows below the platform.

His knife went straight at the fat man with the weapon in his hand, and before he could react, the fat man was slashed to the ground, and his massive body fell to the campfire, knocking over the pot.

A whole pot full of boiling water was poured on the fat man's body, and the screams of "whoop" echoed in the cave.

Chen Jianqiu slashed at the major artery in his neck again, and blood splattered on his face. The fat man soon stopped moving.

The man next to him saw the person turn over, and his first reaction was to touch the weapon beside him, but the flying bird got the axe and fell, and the hand that went to get the weapon fell to the ground, and then he backhanded the axe, ending the man's life.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the last person ran away, and before he could take a few steps, Chen Jianqiu's dagger had already flown over.

The man was stabbed and fell forward.

Annihilation.

"Save people." Chen Jianqiu said as he rushed towards the cross.

The three of them carried the old man down from the cross and placed him on the stone, and Chen Jianqiu found some water and poured it on him.

"Cough, cough ......." With a violent cough, the old man woke up, and when he saw Chen Jianqiu in front of him with a bloody face, his eyes rolled and he seemed to have fainted again.

Chen Jianqiu took a closer look, the old man's eyes were closed, but his body and hands were still shaking.

It turned out that he was pretending to be dead, and Chen Jianqiu motioned to Sean to wake him up.

Sean slapped him very roughly, and the old man immediately woke up and turned around, covering his head with both hands:

"Oh, don't hit me, don't hit me. I'll give you everything. ”

"We're not robbers." Chen Jianqiu said calmly.

"So, am I dead? Oh God, are you the angels he sent to save me? The old man put it another way.

"Your God's angels are certainly not yellow, and they certainly won't have bloodied faces, and of course, they won't come to your rescue." Chen Jianqiu snorted, "Okay, don't pretend to be a ghost, hurry up." ”

He rummaged through the cupboard and found the old man's clothes and threw them at him to put on.

"I thought you weren't religious." Sean muttered.

"Well, I'm not unbelieving, I don't believe in those country legends." The old man put on his clothes, and after making sure that the three men had no ill will towards him, his spirits returned to normal.

It seems that he is also a character who has seen the world.

"These people are terrible, I have only heard the legend of these people in the southern part of the United States, they used to live in the cities, but for some reason they got into the woods, and then tortured and killed the travelers who passed by, and ate their meat." The old man still had some palpitations.

"What's your name?" Chen Jianqiu looked at the old man who had returned to normal, and he was looking for something in the cave at this time.

"My name is William, William Henry Holmes." The old man was still rummaging through the cupboard.

"You're an archaeologist?" Chen Jianqiu was a little skeptical, he suddenly remembered that the person in front of him seemed to be very famous in American history.

It was this man who successfully explored Yellowstone.

However, according to his age, shouldn't he be 35 years old now?