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

I have been running around for several days, and even though my physical fitness is still at a normal level, I feel tired mentally.

Mental fatigue can only be relieved by rest.

I found a hotel at random, threw out two bills, and I went upstairs.

The hotels here are extremely poor.

Even the most basic soundproofing can't be done.

However, it is also the case that I can hear the intermittent voices from the next door.

It seems that there are a lot of people, and their accents are very strange.

Although I was communicating in English, I couldn't understand almost half of the words in the words, but only a small part was frequently mixed with words such as gods and monsters.

This caught my attention.

I pushed the door and walked to the next room. I was going to knock on the door, but found that the lock on the door was rusted, and it could be opened with a light pull.

So, I opened the door directly.

"hello……"

But before the words came out, I realized I had come to the wrong place.

In the small single room, less than [-] square meters, there were more than a dozen men with unshaven beards and fierce spirits. The curtains were closed tightly, and the scorching sun at noon barely shone through the curtains into this dark and narrow space, bringing people a feeling of anxiety. Feeling very depressed.

In the center of the room, there was a low wooden table with a large bag of white substances on it.

poison……

They are doing some kind of indescribable transaction.

Directly opposite, the man with dreadlocks raised his head and glanced at me, then picked his chin to the boys behind him.

I immediately realized something was wrong. Although I was not afraid of them, I was new here and didn't want to cause trouble, so I politely said in English: "Sorry, I went wrong, I didn't see anything."

I prayed in my heart, they had better not be tempted by me, otherwise the end can be imagined.

"come over."

It's a pity that I ran into this scene by chance, and these people would never let me go.

Two big men held a gun in one hand and pulled me back from the door forcefully. Then, the bearded man made a gesture of wiping my neck. The two men immediately understood, dragged me into the toilet, and closed the door.

Obviously, they do this kind of thing a lot.

The division of labor between the two was clear, one of them was covering my mouth firmly, while the other drew out a dagger and was about to stab me in the neck.

Pfft!

Blood spurted out.

The person who cut my throat, seeing my calm appearance, let out a light snort.

"Snapped!"

I sighed slightly from the bottom of my heart, turned around suddenly, and grabbed the necks of the two with each hand.

Fingers bent.

click!click!
With two bangs, their necks were easily broken into pieces.

Puff.I pulled out the dagger still stuck in my neck and threw it directly into the toilet.

The dim yellow mirror on the wall just reflected my upper body, and the wound has healed, but the blood from my wound just now stained my shirt red, and under the reflection of the faint light, it added a bit of weirdness.

"Ah……"

I chuckled, pushed open the toilet door, and walked out.

"Whoa!"

In the room, a dozen or so people were shocked when they saw me.

"younger brother!"

And the bearded man, when he saw the two corpses behind me, growled, drew the gun on the table with his backhand, pointed it at me, and fired.

Suddenly, more than a dozen bullet holes were left on my body, and the bullet head embedded in the skin was squeezed out under the healing wound.

In this way, I faced the bearded man and walked up to him.

At this moment, he trembled as if he had seen a ghost, but unfortunately, there was not much time left for him to react.

And the people around him all shrank to the corner of the wall in unison.

"monster……"

Right in front of me, the bearded man trembled and ran away.

But it was too late, and I absolutely couldn't give him a chance to escape. I grabbed his back collar and lifted him up, just like catching a chicken, and flung him upwards.

Bang!
With a muffled sound, his whole body was directly attached to the ceiling, turning into a lump of meatloaf.

After two seconds of stillness, the flesh and blood separated.

At this moment, in the eyes of these people, I am no less than a monster who can eat people raw.

Then, I walked to the table, picked up the bag of valuable white powder, and threw it out of the window.

A group of fierce villains watched helplessly, but none of them dared to act rashly at this moment.

The innermost corner of the wall became a treasure land for the dozen or so frightened men to plunder enthusiastically. For their reaction, I dismissed it, and even felt a little ridiculous.

Under my gaze, the commotion of more than a dozen people slowly stopped.

"you."

As soon as I opened my mouth, several people trembled in fright.

"Who can tell me what the monster you mentioned just now is, I will let him leave here unharmed."

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen people looked at each other and scrambled to explain to me.

"I, I'll talk first!"

"There are recent rumors that demons have descended. They come from another world, and the world will be destroyed!"

"Someone saw with their own eyes that a monster ate a person's brain!"

Hearing these words, I even suspect that these people are stupid on drugs.

Eat your brains?Can they say anything more outrageous?

But what they said next left me stunned.

"I, I've seen it!"

Suddenly, from the innermost part of the crowd, a man with a scar on his head came out, and he looked directly at me.

"They have wings! They can fly! And...and they can also turn into ordinary people. You, you are also one of them..."

"I'm not."

I shook my head, but then, I froze.

Because, I vaguely remember, I saw a reformed man with wings, he was very capable, but unfortunately he died in the end.

Could it be that the monsters in the mouths of these outlaws are talking about transforming people?

This is not impossible. After all, besides the company, there are two other people in the world who have mastered the technology of transforming people.

My homeland, an island nation.

The company sent me, so it must be that what they said was either a reformer from the island country, or someone sent by the organization...

Thinking about it this way, I suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

If I remember correctly, the company clearly stated that the news is tightly sealed, and it is impossible for others to know.

But now, something inexplicably popped up to transform people again.

Isn't this for no reason, making my task more difficult?