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As the saying goes, things are unpredictable.
At this time, Feng Bujue deeply understood the meaning of this sentence.
Physical discomfort was nothing to him. His lower body has been soaked in the muddy swamp water for a long time, and his upper body has been baptized by the torrential rain... He can bear all these.
What he can't bear is the mental "response", that is, the development of an event is far beyond his expectations, and the ending still makes him feel inexplicable...
For example, "The Mist", "1408", "Bag of Bones", etc...
Well, apart from Poe, Brother Jue also has a big opinion on Stephen King. The two words he most wants to say to the latter are: "Wardfake (TF)?" and "You What's the deal with Maine?"
Closer to home, the thing that makes Brother Jue feel uncomfortable right now is...Kevin died.
And then... the Gala died too.
Besides, he didn't know why...
...
A few minutes ago, when Kevin rushed in front of the crocodile, Feng Bujue thought that there would be a "Dragon Quest"-style contest.
It turned out not to...
After that imposing roar, the Gala crocodile actually chose to turn around and run away.
This scene seemed unbelievable to Brother Jue. In the human world, this is like: A in the third grade of elementary school goes to fight with B, who is in the third grade of junior high school. , B ran away instead...
Is this kind of thing possible in the animal kingdom
At that time, Feng Bujue was thinking: "Could it be that... I underestimated Kevin's strength? In fact, his combat power is far beyond my imagination. And that Gala crocodile...has keenly sensed that... That’s why you chose to run away?”
When Brother Jue thought of this, Kevin had already run after him, threw himself on the back of the crocodile, and performed a "camera beat".
In the next second, the Gala crocodile turned over and pressed Kevin into the swamp with its tons of body.
"Eh?" Then, Feng Bujue thought again, "Could it be that... I underestimated the intelligence of the Gala crocodile? In fact, its intelligence is far beyond my imagination. It feels that it will inevitably be damaged in a frontal battle. So you pretended to run away, sold your flaws, and then used the 'Lazy Donkey Rolling' move in order to kill you with one blow?"
But when he thought of this, the crocodile rolled in a circle, turned to the other side, and continued to escape; and Kevin also quickly stood up from the swamp, as if he was unharmed, and carried the weight that had been crushed into a lump of iron. Pimple's camera ran after her.
"Nah~ Ni!" Seeing this, Brother Jue was cold again, "It turns out that Kevin is so powerful, it seems that the Gala crocodile's move was just a way to delay the attack, but in fact it is still afraid of Kevin, so it came up with this method to fight for itself. time, and then run away..."
Swish-swish-
Kevin waded through the muddy water in the swamp and chased after him, making such shit-stirring noises. More than ten seconds later, he approached the crocodile again, and walked directly in front of the crocodile.
Dangdangdang—
In the rain, there were three blows. It was the sound of an iron block (camera) hitting the outer teeth of the Gala crocodile (the two cheeks of the Gala crocodile have two tusks that grow outside the mouth).
At this point, the Gala crocodile finally couldn't bear it anymore, but its cute eyes flashed brightly. In the next second, it opened its bloody mouth and bit down on Kevin.
At that scene, it was as if a car opened the hood of the car and clamped Kevin... After clamping, Kevin's upper body disappeared completely, and his lower body also lost consciousness and sank into the swamp.
"I... fuck it~ Wipe!" Feng Bujue's mood at the moment is like playing cordless bungee jumping with Chun Sanniang in the Bandit City Walled City, with ups and downs, making me want to die, "How dare you run so fast!" Fart! It was solved in one bite! Instant kill! As a result, Kevin is no match at all!"
Then, five seconds later, the Gala crocodile screamed—dead.
...
Back in time to the present...
[Main quest progress update]
[Complete at least six challenges given by the program group, current progress 1/6]
[Submissions completed]
The system prompts, proving that the target is dead.
"You two are playing with me, aren't you..." Feng Bujuexu stood on the corpse of the crocodile with eyes, "There must be a little logic in the end of the same... Can anyone explain it to me... I don't know if it's a love between a human and a beast Believe it!"
rumbling—
In this rainstorm, in the wilderness, the only thing that can respond to him is thunder.
"Cut... I'm really upset..." To Brother Jue, the result of the incident just now is not important, what matters is "why did this result happen". Unfortunately, based on the information he currently has, it is impossible to deduce the truth...
So he had to continue to endure this feeling of "knowing what it is, not knowing why it is".
"Oh...forget it..." Feng Bujue sighed, and took out the knife from his waist, "This monster didn't die under my [Bell's Daily Knife], so the special effects of the knife are useless to it... This is a Good news." As he spoke, he began to collect alligator skin and meat.
This giant monster is different from ordinary crocodiles. The skin on its back is as strong as steel, and at the same time has reliable toughness. After cutting it into strips and tying it into a strip, it becomes a bundle of excellent ropes.
And its meat is even more delicious in the world. According to the setting in the comics, even without any seasoning, simply roasting it on the fire has an unparalleled taste, so it has the title of "the world's highest-grade crocodile meat".
Feng Bujue's so-called "good news" refers to this. If the crocodile dies under his knife, the delicacy is gone, and the only thing left is the taste of chicken...
...
On the other side, the Dolphin, monitor the cabin.
"God! Is the man dead?"
"Do you need to ask? He was bitten in two!"
"This guy is really a lunatic! He actually repeatedly attacked the Gala crocodile, which is clearly courting death!"
"What to do... This is the third death since the show started... I don't want to deal with the police anymore."
"It's unlucky... The first time it was classified as an accident with great difficulty, but in the end I still had to lose money and change the rules; the second time it was barely judged as a manslaughter case, and the show was forced to stop for a season. This time..."
"It's easy this time. As long as we submit the images we captured to the judiciary, it should be judged as...a mental patient of unknown origin broke into the shooting site and committed suicide in front of the camera."
The staff in the cabin were discussing in a hurry. They really sympathized with Kevin, but for such a strange strange person, their sympathy was somewhat, more... still thinking about themselves, thinking about what the show should be How did it end.
"Since... his origin is unknown..." Suddenly, the vigorous and powerful voice that hadn't been deaf rang out again, "Then we... just pretend that he has never been here... Isn't that all right?"
His words passed like a cold wind, making everyone present tremble. Basically everyone who heard this sentence immediately understood the meaning of not being deaf, but no one dared to speak up...
"Nobody said anything?" Wei Wei waited for a while, then said, "That's okay." He sat up from the chair and walked to the operating table, "Okay, I'll do it myself... Delete that video."
...
At the same time, three nautical miles east of Cannabis Island.
A submarine is slowly advancing underwater, approaching the deserted island in the rain.
In the command room of the submarine, a one-eyed man in a blue windbreaker was facing the radar with a ferocious expression.
The man looked to be about forty-five, with long, unkempt gray hair and a pair of gray beards that splayed horizontally under his nose. He wears a black patch over his right eye with a pirate mark (a white skull with two crossed white bones); on his right wrist, instead of a hand, there is a hook; The left foot, also doesn't have a boot, because the part below the calf...is a tapered stake.
"Why is there a ship there?" Greybeard looked at the radar and shouted, "Who is that? Is it from the Maritime Drug Enforcement Administration?" The more he spoke, the louder his voice was, the authentic broken voice belonged to Kevin. One extreme, "Oops! They must have found my 'treasure' hidden on the island! Gotta kill them! Torpedoes! Prepare torpedoes!"
Although he yelled, the crew looked at each other and no one moved.
Obviously, these buddies have long been used to similar scenes. They all know the captain's orders, and most of them are unreliable...
"Father, I don't think there is any need to rush to use torpedoes." Before Graybeard could finish his sentence, a childish-sounding voice sounded from not far behind him, "Not to mention that we still can't confirm the other party's identity and purpose...even if it's true We should not rashly attack those from the Maritime Drug Enforcement Administration... because their people may not be all on board, if we startle the enemy, then we will fall into a situation where the enemy is in the dark and we are in the clear."
The person who spoke was actually a little boy, he looked to be only eleven or twelve years old, and he had a rather fair face.
"Son... call me Captain." Greybeard heard this, bent down, and whispered to his son.
"Oh..." the little boy rolled his eyes and sighed, "Okay... Captain, I have an idea, how about... let's find a place to land on the other side of the island, and then send a team to scout the ship The situation. If it’s really someone from the Drug Enforcement Administration, then don’t worry about it.” He shrugged. When the wind and waves subside, they will leave by themselves."
"Hmm..." Captain Greybeard stroked his beard, looked at his genius son with a smile, and then raised his head and said loudly, "Have you all heard what the first officer said?"
"Yes, Captain." The crew in the command room replied in unison.
A minute ago, they became deaf in the face of the captain's "torpedo launch" order; but now... the first mate spoke, and the crew seemed to regain their hearing in an instant.
The gray beard shook his upper body and raised the iron hook in his right hand: "Then what are you waiting for! Let's go!" RS
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