In the wooden cage, the fat man covered his injured arm, grinning in pain.

He never imagined that the lame old man, who looked weak, would be so superb in archery that he could shoot himself through the gap in the wooden cage.

Just as he panicked, the lame old man outside pulled out a wooden arrow from the quiver behind him.

Seeing this scene, the fat man's face turned pale, and his eyes were full of horror.

He quickly took off the camouflage helmet on his head, and shouted to the old man to explain: "I just picked this thing up! I have nothing to do with the people you said!"

As soon as the fat man said this, the next thing that worried him still happened.

I saw the lame old man neatly put the wooden arrow on the bowstring and slowly aimed at himself.

"It's over!" the

fat man's face turned pale, and he felt that he was going to die.

He wanted Fang Qian in the wooden cage next to him to think of a way, but suddenly found that at this time, Fang Qian's eyes were staring at a nearby place, and there was a faint look of surprise.

Seeing this, the fat man had some doubts in his heart.

He followed Fang Qian's gaze and found that Zhou Fan was hiding behind a tree at this time, silently watching them with his head exposed.

When the fat man saw this, he was secretly happy in his heart.

He knew that his ally had a desert eagle in his hand, and that his marksmanship was so accurate that he could hit a middle-aged tribesman hiding in the bushes with a single shot, so he felt that he was saved.

At this moment, the lame old man had already drawn his bowstring and was ready to let go.

Seeing this, the fat man suddenly panicked, he hurriedly turned his head to look at Zhou Fan, urging and shouting: "Shoot quickly! Shoot him!"

Hearing this, the lame old man hurriedly turned his head, and then found Zhou Fan hiding behind the tree.

Then, he decisively turned the bow and arrow in his hand, aimed at Zhou Fan, and shot an arrow.

Seeing this, Zhou Fan shrank his head in fright, and the whole person hurriedly hid behind the tree trunk.

At that moment, the wooden arrow also flew past the bark of the tree.

In the live broadcast room, seeing this scene, the sunspots were suddenly a little disappointed.

"This kid retreats fast enough, if he slows down for a while, he will be killed by an arrow

!" "Hehe, it doesn't matter, anyway, the pistol in this kid's hand is out of bullets, and he can't make any waves!"

Escape in-game.

"Damn, it's really scared me to death!" Zhou

Fan hid behind a tree, patted his chest, and said with a long sigh of relief.

Immediately, he was extremely dissatisfied with the fact that the fat man had betrayed himself.

"Malegobi, this kid is really a bad guy!" At

this time, Zhou Fan's ears suddenly came with a fluent American English: "Why didn't you shoot just now?"

Hearing this, Zhou Fan turned his head and saw that it was the blonde woman.

This woman is very experienced in jungle survival, and she has been hiding in the bushes next to Zhou Fan just now, and she has not been discovered by the three people in the field.

Zhou Fan glanced at her and replied in a low voice, "I won't shoot an old man!" The

blonde woman suddenly smiled and suggested: "He didn't find me for the time being, you attract his attention, I'll solve it!"

After hearing her words, Zhou Fan immediately nodded and agreed.

After a moment's hesitation, he reminded the blonde woman, "If you don't have to, don't kill you!"

Hearing this, the blonde woman gave him a strange look in her eyes and did not make any promises.

Zhou Fan didn't care too much about her indifferent attitude.

In his opinion, the blonde is always a woman, and she shouldn't have such a murderous intention for the elderly.

Next, in order to attract the attention of the lame old man, Zhou Fan began to shout loudly.

"Old man, don't be impulsive! I'll tell you good news, the murderer of your son is now dead!"

Hearing this, the lame old man was stunned, and the national goddess Fang Qian and the fat man were also shocked.

They had just followed the old man and left first, and they didn't know about the brown-haired man's death.

In the eyes of these two, the brown-haired man is strong, as tall as an iron tower, and he is a powerful seed player, and he will not easily get into trouble at all.

Therefore, they had some doubts about Zhou Fan's words.

At this moment, the lame old man took out a bow and arrow again and put it on the bowstring.

He looked in the direction where Zhou Fan was, and said indifferently: "He is already dead? How did he die?"

Hearing this, Zhou Fan hurriedly explained: "He fell into a trap and was pierced by the wooden thorns inside

!" After hearing his words, the lame old man suddenly smiled with some relief, and then said: "What about that woman? She is an accomplice with that person, and she is wearing the same clothes!"

Hearing this, Zhou Fan looked at the bushes with some embarrassment, only to find that the blonde woman had disappeared unconsciously.

Seeing this situation, Zhou Fan was extremely emotional.

After thinking about it, he replied to the lame old man: "That woman has fallen into your trap and has her leg caught in the trap of the wrong route. I abandoned her where she was!" Hearing

Zhou Fan say this, the lame old man believed it and thought that his plan had taken effect.

He immediately sighed with some relief: "Those traps were brought by the demons from the outside world back then, and this lame leg of mine was harmed by that kind of trap, and now they have tasted it themselves!"

When Zhou Fan heard this, he immediately thought of the mission of this escape game.

"Could it be that the mystery of the disappearance of the Husis is related to the group of American soldiers

back then?" After having this thought, Zhou Fan hurriedly asked: "What happened back then?"

After hearing this question, the lame old man sneered and said, "It's okay to talk about it!"

Zhou Fan was happy when he heard this.

The national goddess Fang Qian and the fat man also pricked up their ears in the wooden cage, wanting to hear the secrets.

The next moment, I only heard the old man say slowly: "I remember many years ago, I was still very young, and one day, I and the hunters in the tribe went out hunting with a group of children!" "

When we returned to the tribe after dark, we suddenly found that the tribe had been overrun by that demon. They burned down all the houses in the tribe, killed everyone who remained in the tribe, and forcibly broke into the sacrificial cave of our tribe

!" "However, after they entered the cave, they never came out! Now that I think about it, it should be the tribal witch god who appeared and destroyed this group of brutal demons!"

Hearing this, everyone present was stunned.

They didn't expect that it was the American soldiers who slaughtered the Husthis.

At this time, Zhou Fan said with some doubts: "Didn't you survivors enter the cave to see the situation?"

When the lame old man heard this, he sneered: "Do you think anyone can go in? Legend has it that the witch god left a treasure in the cave. According to the rules of our Huxi tribe, only the patriarch can enter the sacrificial cave with a token in his hand! Although I was later elected as the patriarch, the token has been snatched away by the group of people back then!

" Hearing this, Zhou Fan hurriedly asked, "What is the treasure of your tribe?"

Fang Qian and the fat man in the wooden cage were also curious.

However, after hearing his question, the lame old man suddenly burst out laughing: "Haha, you are really here for that treasure

!" After the laughter stopped, he looked at Zhou Fan coldly and said, "Do you know the consequences of coveting our tribe's treasures?" "

I remember that after the death of that group of demons, within a few years, another group of people came to this mountain range, and said what kind of expedition it was, but except for one person who escaped, the rest of us were buried alive in a dirt pit!"

Speaking of this, the old man added with a smile: "However, that person was still stoned to death by me at night!"

Hearing this, Zhou Fan was shocked.

He suddenly thought of the dead London doctor in the tent, but he didn't expect that he was stoned to death by the old man.

And the reason why there is no record of the attack on the expedition in his notebook is that he was attacked by the old man before he could write it.

Then he thought again of the pit where he had installed the bullet and the exposed bones of his hand.

"Could it be that in that pit are the other members of the expedition who were buried alive?" Thinking of this, Zhou Fan suddenly felt terrified.

The planners have previously said that the Husis are a gentle and kind people.

But after the slaughter of American GIs, they also became brutal executioners.

Thinking of this, Zhou Fan sighed, feeling that creation made people.

At this time, the lame old man glanced at Fang Qian and the fat man in the wooden cage, and said with a sneer: "I have been observing for a long time, and you do not carry that kind of long weapon that can make a loud sound! Without this kind of weapon, you will not be able to do anything about us! Moreover, when it gets dark, if the people in the tribe notice that our father and son have not returned, they will definitely come out to look for it! When the time comes, you will still be dead!"

"This is not necessarily, right?"

At this time, the blonde woman appeared like a ghost not far behind the old man, and this sudden situation made the old man shocked.

He hurriedly turned around and shot the arrow from his bow at the blonde woman.

However, the blonde woman made a slight leap of lightness, and dodged the shot of the wooden arrow.

Her body soared into the air, and then aimed the military thorn in her hand at the lame old man, and her wrist shook slightly.

The next moment, as if it had eyes, the military thorn pierced the old man's throat with unmistakable precision, and blood immediately gushed out, obviously hurting the major arteries.

"You—"

The lame old man immediately dropped the bow and arrow in his hand, covered his throat with one hand, and pointed at the blonde woman with the other.

His face was full of anger at the moment, and he wanted to go up and tear her apart.

However, due to the fatal wound in his throat, he felt cold all over his body at the moment, and he couldn't make any sound, so he could only stand in place unwillingly.

Seeing this, the blonde woman slowly approached with confidence, and then said with a sneer: "The death of my companion was caused by you! Go to hell!"

After speaking, she stepped forward and directly kicked the lame old man to the ground.

The movements are swift and fierce, and there is no mercy.

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