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

Injured like this, it's fine if he can hold back and keep silent, but he still has the strength to escape.

Perseverance is commendable.

But it is a pity that if he met someone else, he might still have a chance to escape, but it is absolutely impossible for us to let him, an aborigine of the tribe, escape.

"Can you run away?"

Looking at the back of the black man drifting away, Darry sneered and waved his hand.

Almost instantly, the black man who was running wildly in front of him suddenly stopped and bumped his head against the invisible wall of air. Then, he soared into the air and quickly drew closer to us.

This incredible phenomenon made the black man's eyes widen, and he desperately slapped the air wall around him.

There is only one step between him and us, but his yelling madly and struggling in vain are like watching a silent movie in our eyes, as if we do not exist in the same world. I know that Darry used his own ability to , Around this poor black man, an air cage was created, and the wounds on his body flowed out more blood as he struggled.

In less than ten minutes, he had already wasted all his strength, gave up struggling, and sat down in despair, panting heavily.

The black man's breathing became more and more rapid. Obviously, the oxygen in the cage was about to run out.

Finally, he passed out.

It wasn't until this time that the air prison that restricted him dissipated under Darry's manipulation. He wasn't dead yet, as long as he wasn't dead, he would be useful to us.

I immediately ordered No. [-]: "Take him away and try to get useful information. Darry and I will continue to investigate the enemy's situation. We will gather at the river bank after we figure out the situation."

"clear."

Regarding my words, No. [-] had no intention of resisting. After nodding, he picked up the unconscious black man and strode away.

Then Darry and I entered camp again.

Only this time, I walked ahead and took him along the edge of the camp.

With this attire, in the eyes of other sentries, we are no different from other patrolling personnel in the camp. It is precisely because of this that after turning around, I have already drawn a general outline of the camp in my mind. blueprint.

Except for the concentration camp in the center, most of the tents in the surrounding areas are used for rest.

The discipline and organization in the camp are relatively poor. Except for the sentries and patrol personnel, most of the others are having fun. I even saw a few local aboriginal women who became the playthings of these guys. That cruel, Cheers, totally failing to treat these native women as human beings.

Much like the colonists centuries ago.

Of course, I deliberately chose to avoid those scenes that I couldn't bear to watch.

"bass--"

However, accidents happened to those lively tents.

The moment my gaze turned, the pillar supporting the tent was torn apart, and then three tents in succession collapsed in an instant, accompanied by the screaming and cursing of many people, the dust was flying, and the entire camp was Suddenly made a mess.

However, at this moment, I heard Darry's snickering.

The moment I heard his laughter, I knew that the reason why those tents collapsed was all his 'masterpiece'.

Beautifully done.

Although I don't want to admit it very much, Darry's hands and feet really made me impeccable. The chaos in the camp just happened to be conducive to our actions.

As most of the people ran towards the collapsed tents, Dai Rui and I quietly went to the concentration camp in the center, and looked inside through the half-closed curtain. Good guy, more than 30 aborigines were imprisoned In the narrow cage, he was wearing heavy handshackles and shackles.

Among the more than 30 people, there are no women or children.

There are only adult men, and more than half of them are old men and old men who are going up in their 50s and [-]s, and there are only a few young people.

From their gloomy expressions and chapped lips, it can be seen that they should have not touched a drop of water for a long time.

In addition to these people, there is also a crude cross made of wooden stakes, which is covered with old and new blood stains, and there are many instruments of torture. There is a small table next to it, and several electronic instruments are placed on the table. In front of the table, There was also a hulking man sitting there.

He was not disturbed by the external environment, and was concentrating on reading a document.

Although there was a distance of more than ten meters between me and him, with my extraordinary eyesight, I could clearly see every word on the document.

But there is a question in front of it that seems more embarrassing.

I don't understand the language, and I don't know the words on that document...

I was still observing, but Darry next to me couldn't wait to push me aside, then raised his hand, it seemed that he probably wanted to kill that man.

"hey-hey……"

At first, Darry laughed wildly, but as he gestured, the man got up at the same time, and walked towards the imprisoned aborigines with the documents.

Click!

But the moment he got up and walked over, the table was instantly split into two by an invisible force, and with a bang, one left and one right fell to the ground.

"Shit, hell!"

Darry cursed and was about to do it again, but I stopped him at this moment.

What a coincidence!
At the critical moment of Darry's strike, the man dodged the attack, but that's fine, the problem is, did he really not hear the sound of the table behind him falling to the ground?

No, it's impossible, unless he is deaf, otherwise, he must be faking it!
"open!"

Darry was very puzzled and annoyed at my blocking, "He is definitely the leader here, now you have a chance to kill him, why do you stop me?"

"withdraw!"

I said coldly.

I don't care if he kills people, but he can easily affect my plan.

This time the mission of finding people is related to the curse on me, I will absolutely not allow him, the son of a bitch, to be involved in the progress of my lifting the curse!

"Believe it or not, I even killed you!"

I can feel the anger on Darry's body, if this is not the camp of the Nordic Spear, I guess he would have done it recklessly.

"You can try."

My attention has been focused on the man in the concentration camp, and my intuition tells me that he has discovered the existence of Darry and me, but for some unknown reason, he didn't point it out, nor ordered his men to besiege us.

I took a deep breath, glanced at the people rushing around, and suddenly realized.

He should know that outsiders have entered, but he hasn't locked us yet, so he didn't take any action!
"withdraw!"