Living on a deserted island, the cold female president regards me as king

I am no stranger to these two guys in front of me.

When I first met them, the two of them were with Karen. At that time, I was even forced to get punched by the black man in order to dispel their suspicion.

"Hey, man!"

After seeing me again, the black man showed a very friendly look, grinning and showing a mouthful of white teeth, and strode up to me.

Without further ado, he gave me a bear hug.

"We met again, how do you feel?"

"very good."

I said with a smile on my skin.

In comparison, among the two, I actually have a better impression of the white man.

Although I know that that guy doesn't like me either, but at least when he faces me, he will directly express his dislike for me, unlike the simple and honest black man in front of him.

"Karen died on a mission with you, right? You shouldn't have picked him, really, man."

This is what he whispered in my ear when he pretended to give me a bear hug just now.

I felt the killing intent in his tone, and it's okay, the doctor is still here at this time, otherwise, this guy would definitely release his ability just now, and burn me directly into a ball of cinders.

"It seems that you get along well."

After we finished our 'superficially friendly' greeting, the doctor pointed to the dark shadow in the distance. It was a small truck with a general appearance, and the ordinary could not be more ordinary.

"Go straight for [-] kilometers, and you will see the road. There is navigation in the car. If you need anything, please contact me."

"understand!"

After nodding my head, I walked towards the truck without any hesitation. The black man followed me, and when I passed the white man, I heard his threatening voice.

"Karen died because of you, and you need to pay for her death."

I walked past him with a calm face on the surface, but I knew very well that the situation had reached the point where it was difficult to handle.

Good guy, my escape plan has just started, and there are two more reformers around me who want to put me to death.

If we say that their strength is average, then it is nothing.

But the serious problem is that these two reformers are also elites in the company, and their abilities are powerful enough to kill ordinary reformers directly.

Even, if I need to get rid of these two people if necessary, I don't know how to kill them.

After all, the black man's ability has basically made him immune to most physical attacks, and the white man's defense ability is so strong that it makes people feel ashamed, and his attack is completely incomprehensible.

Could it be that I really can only follow the steps and complete the orders issued by the company again?

No, I can't go on like this, otherwise I will definitely become a puppet of the company...

"Dude, you look a little distracted, is something wrong, can you tell us?"

As soon as I got in the car, the black man noticed my abnormality.

He is not as simple as he looks on the outside, but his mind is more sensitive than ordinary people. He raised his big generous hand and pressed it on my shoulder.

zizi...

Immediately, I felt a burning pain in my shoulder.

Just came here to give me a blow?

I took the car key given to me by the doctor, and looked around the interior of the truck silently. The inside is not as ordinary as it looks on the outside, but full of high-tech feeling.

In the middle of several dashboards is a large LCD screen, which shows the route map of our mission.

"Our mission this time is extremely important. If we fail, not only me, but you will also die."

I said as I started the truck.

"You are so naive buddy, we have been on the job longer than you, and of course we are very clear about the company's rules. How can we do things that harm others and benefit ourselves?"

The black man laughed a few times, and said kindly, "Don't worry, we won't do anything to you for the time being."

After finishing speaking, the black man didn't care much, put an arm on the car window, and squinted at me.

"You bloody bastard!"

This truck has a four-seater front, I am in charge of driving, the black man sits in the co-pilot, and the white man sits behind me. From time to time, I will raise my head and take a look in the rearview mirror.

Also, this guy was looking at me in the rearview mirror.

My intuition told me that this white man wanted to tear off my skin and eat my flesh. The way he looked at me was like looking at killing his father and enemy.

I am a little confused, why does Karen hate me so much after he died?
squeak--

The truck went straight all the way, but when I looked in the rearview mirror again, maybe it hit a rock completely, the whole car couldn't be controlled, and shook a few times.

"Fuck, you damn best watch the road! If something goes wrong, I'll wring your head off and stuff it in your dirty ass!"

The black man's eyes widened, and he cursed and threatened me a few words.

"You can do it now."

I sneered, deliberately took my hands off the steering wheel under the gaze of the black man, and shrugged helplessly.

Of course, I mastered the measure and regained control of the steering wheel when his anger reached its peak.

Although his ability is very strong, so strong that I am not even sure to kill him.

But if I want to run with all my heart, he can't do anything about me. After all, apart from the guns among the three of us here, the only one with long-range attack ability is the white man sitting behind me.

However, I also have a little understanding of this kind of transformed person.

Although they can attack the enemy from a long distance, they all have a fixed range. Once they exceed the range, no matter how powerful their abilities are, they can't hurt me.

For example, Karen, her ability can only work on humans within a range of 50 meters.

I'm sure I can escape their attack range before these two guys attack me.

The premise is that I choose to give up what is in the back box.

Of course, I will never give up until it is absolutely necessary. After all, I have worked so hard to hide in the company for such a long time, just to bring them back.

"Bitch!"

A little white gas came out of the black man's body, and his arms were black and red, exuding scorching heat, but apparently, reason controlled him.

"I will save your dog's life. After all, you are not my prey. Cherish your short life! Idiot!"