Thriller Paradise

Chapter 660: Seeking Poison in the Wilderness Twenty-three

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"Look, this is what I always say, make the best use of everything." Looking at the blood splashed on the sea, the gray beard smiled with satisfaction.

At the moment, he is standing on the deck of the submarine, enjoying a "shark show" with a happy face.

And the protagonist of this show... Apart from a few sharks attracted by the smell of blood, it is naturally the pus.

The rock star never dreamed... that he would die after being musket-gunned a few holes by a pirate and thrown into the sea to feed the fish. ""The chapter is updated the fastest

"I hate hippies." After the pus and bones were gone and the sharks had dispersed, Graybeard shook the hook of his right hand again and said, "I'd rather trade a dozen hippies for one that can scrub decks." dog."

"But I remember you said... you hate dogs..." a crew member standing aside answered.

"Huh?" Gray Beard turned his head slightly and glared at the man, "Boy...what's your name?"

"Uh...my name is Butch, Captain." Butch's expression suddenly became serious, "Please don't kill me, Captain."

"Bah!" Gray Beard tilted his head and spat, "Do I look like the kind of person who kills people randomly?"

He didn't finish his sentence, but he could hear...

"Ah!" A scream suddenly sounded from not far away.

Greybeard and Butch heard the sound and saw a crew member who was scrubbing the deck with a sponge mop happened to be spit in the eye by the spit and fell to the ground.

"See? Butch." Graybeard froze for two seconds, then adjusted his expression, turned to Butch and said, "It's definitely a good idea to let the dog brush the deck."

"Yes... the captain is wise." Butch nodded repeatedly.

"Hmph..." Gray Beard snorted coldly, and continued, "Okay, Butch, you go and call the first officer over, I, youshi, want to discuss with him."

"aye_aye, sir!" Butch responded loudly, then turned and ran away.

When the other party walked away, the gray beard shook his head. Shrugging his shoulders, he muttered, "Well... which bastard was in charge of recruiting sailors when we docked last time..." He raised his left hand, pinched his fingers and said, "Tom, Jerry, Butch (the above three names are " Tom and Jerry)... what's next? Tek? I'm a drug lord, not a kid's thing..."

While he was talking to himself, first mate Max Gray had already arrived on the deck.

"Father, are you looking for me?" Max walked quickly to Graybeard's side and asked in his immature voice.

"Yes, son." Graybeard replied, "Tom and the others have returned from their investigation."

"What? So fast?" When Tom and the others returned earlier, Max was not on the deck. Hence this question.

"Well..." Greybeard continued, "As soon as they walked across the beach and into the woods, they found a man, and... a lot of surveillance cameras." He paused, "So they caught the man, And turned back."

"Oh..." Max nodded, then asked, "Where's the person?"

"I threw it into the sea to feed the fish." Greybeard replied.

"Ah?" Max's expression changed slightly, "Then... Did you find anything?"

"I asked." Gray Beard said, stroking his beard. "His name is John Winston Rupture."

"Huh?" Max tilted his head, "Is this person the same name as the lead singer of The First Man?"

"The original man?" Gray Beard was stunned for two seconds, "Oh~ you mean those hippies?" Then, he subconsciously turned his head to look at the sea. "Well... Speaking of which... the crack pus I threw down to feed the fish just now is also a hippie..."

Hearing this sentence, an ominous feeling arose in Max's heart: "Father, what does that man look like... can you describe it?"

"About thirties. Caucasian; hazel eyes, brown hair, hairstyle and attire... I don't remember. Hippie anyway," Graybeard replied.

"Hehe..." Max laughed dryly twice, "No way..." His eyes flickered, his brain raced, and after more than ten seconds, he suddenly widened his eyes and said, "Dad! You just said... Tom and the others found the island Lots of cameras?"

"Well, yes." Gray Beard wondered, "What's wrong?"

Max didn't answer, or rather... he couldn't care less about answering.

In the next second, Max turned his head and ran wildly, rushing back into the submarine. Only his father with an inexplicable face was left standing alone on the deck in a daze.

About five minutes later, Max returned, still holding a tablet in his hand.

"Look for yourself." He turned the computer screen around and held it in front of his father.

Gray Beard took the computer with one hand, looked at it for a few seconds, then lowered his head and asked, "So that hippie is so famous?" .”

"Don't worry, Dad, there are many famous people who can take you hostage on this island." Max turned his face, looked at Cannabis Island and said, "I already know what is going on on this island. it's..."

...

The words are divided into two parts, and then look at Feng Bujue's side.

After receiving [燚] from Clams, he embarked on his own "challenge journey".

And the first thing he did was to shoot birds.

Obviously, [shooting an animal belonging to the class of birds with a long-range attack (without any traps)] is the simplest of the five branches. You only need to raise your hand to send it, and the task can be completed.

However, in actual operation, Feng Bujue quickly discovered an enti.

"Hmm..." Brother Jue raised his head, looked at a branch that was shot off by himself, and muttered, "Because it's not my body...so it's useless even to specialize in shooting..."

That's right, the enti he faced was this...

Although Brother Jue's shooting proficiency is mediocre, at least he has a C-level. He can hit things within seven or eight meters with a slingshot, and he can still hit the mark.

But now... he is using Stephen Carbon's body. Naturally, the various abilities of this body cannot be "specialized and corrected". So... Whether or not he can hit the target depends entirely on Feng Bujue's own operation.

Simply put... it's like he's hitting things with a slingshot in the real world right now. If you want to hit, you have to aim at a good angle, calculate the strength, and aim accurately... You even have to consider the target's reaction and wind direction.

"It's not good... Birds are generally small in size, and most of them stay at high places..." Feng Bujue muttered while looking for the next target, "If you get too close, the target keneng will fly away, but if you get too close It's too far away, and it's extremely difficult to hit..."

"dodododo"

Suddenly, two strange calls came into Juege's ears, interrupting his thoughts.

Maybe it was a coincidence, maybe it was luck, maybe it was fate, maybe it was the halo of the protagonist... In short, at the moment when Feng Bujue was in trouble, a miracle...appeared.

Accompanied by those two calls, a strange big bird came out from the forest.

Shide, this bird is "walking" because it can't fly at all.

Feng Bujue took a closer look and quickly recognized this animal. He couldn't help blurting out: "The dodo (it can be said to be one of the most famous extinct animals other than dinosaurs. The dodo is large in size, slow in personality, They can’t fly. They lived on the island of Mauritius for millions of years without incident. However, within less than a hundred years after being discovered by humans, they were completely extinct due to human hunting and other human activities) ?”

The bird in front of Brother Jue is indeed the dodo. Its plumage is blue-gray all over, with a lighter belly; its beak is like a vulture, slightly black; its wings are short and cannot fly; its legs are thick and yellow, like two extended chicken feet. And its most notable feature is... a tuft of curled feathers on its rump. Combined with its simple, honest and dull image, it can be described as cute.

"dodododo" the dodo seemed to hear Brother Jue's words, raised his head and called out to him twice.

"This..." Feng Bujue hesitated, "Isn't the dodo in this universe extinct..."

Brother Jue is not an animal protectionist, but he occasionally shows kindness casually, inexplicably, and convulsively (this should be the case when he adopted Assas). What's more... he knew a thing or two about such a famous animal as the dodo. So at this moment, his mood... was almost the same as seeing a panda. Even if he knows what he should do (kill) (hand), he will think it over before acting.

"Oh... there is no way, who made you a bird..." Nearly ten seconds later, Brother Jue's ideological struggle was over. Immediately, he bent down and grabbed a small piece of soil, and put it in the leather pocket of the slingshot.

After finishing the ammunition, Brother Jue stood up straight again, then separated his legs, raised his left arm sideways, and drew the bow with his right arm, so that the slingshot was tilted to a 45-degree angle with the horizontal.

His "slanted straight arm swing" is a slingshot style that is easy to master and has stable accuracy. Of course... a correct posture is just the foundation. It doesn't mean that you can strike a perfect target if you can put on a standard pose.

"Huh... such a big target, with a distance of about seven meters, we must not miss this opportunity..." Feng Bujue straightened his rubber band, and he aimed properly, "This way... a challenge is over..."

When he said the word "End", he had already let go of his right hand and shot out the projectile. The moment the small piece of mud flew out of the leather pocket, it changed suddenly and turned into a perfectly circular light bullet emitting a khaki-yellow light in the air.

Two seconds later, only a bang was heard. The light bullet hit the... ground.

"dodo?" The dodo turned its head to look at the hole one meter away, and called out in a rising tone. Then, shaking its fat body, it ran into the forest again.

"Cut... did you miss it..." Feng Bujue didn't show much disappointment, he just put away the slingshot calmly and said, "Forget it... this is God's will, let's do other challenges first." After that, he whistled and started on the road again... (… )

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