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

After we went out from the back door, we came to a small alley. This alley was very remote and sparsely populated. Although it was broad daylight at this moment, there was no one at a glance.

I couldn't help but whisper to the guys who took me, "Where do you want to take me?"

A lizard man walking in front of me seemed to be the leader of these people, he glanced at me coldly when he heard what I said, and said indifferently: "You are an ape-man, you have some skills, you clearly hit our target!" The cartilage powder can still talk."

In the prison, in order to control me, the guards gave me a kind of poison that can make the whole body weak Everything is fake.

These days, though I'm locked up and under heavy surveillance, I've taken the opportunity to sneak a nail under my tongue.

This half of the nail was dug out from the torture chair by me.

Considering that these people like to tie me up and my hands and feet are inconvenient, they hid this piece of iron nail under my tongue.

You know, you don't have to use your hands or feet to kill someone.

I still learned the trick of hiding the weapon in my mouth from the little spy Saeko.

Of course, the feeling of holding the iron nail in my mouth was not pleasant. Not to mention the strong smell of iron, it also scratched my mouth many times. Fortunately, those guards kept beating me, and my mouth There was a little blood in the mouth, which was quite normal, so it didn't arouse suspicion.

In addition, because I had something in my mouth, my voice was very strange when I spoke. Fortunately, as a foreigner, the lizard language was not good in the first place, and they didn't find it strange.

"So what if you know where to go? You'd better be honest with me, don't talk too much, and knock out a few of your teeth first!"

Another lizard warrior said to me ferociously.

When he was talking, he even punched me in the stomach, so hard that I grinned in pain.

I had no choice but to lower my head, stop talking, and at the same time hide the killing intent in my eyes.

These people have bad intentions at first glance, and they don't know where they want to get me. I understand that escaping on this road may be my only chance.

This group of people took me and walked for about ten minutes. The nearby roads became more and more remote. I was highly concentrated and kept looking for opportunities to attack.

Soon, when we came to an intersection, I realized my opportunity had come.

I noticed that there was a stone under my feet in front of me. When they led me by, I pretended to be tripped by the big stone, but my face was tilted towards the throat of the lizard man on my left.

As early as the moment I fell down, I had already bit the iron nail in my mouth to my lips.

I leaned down suddenly, and the sharp iron nail pierced the guy's throat instantly.

Hot blood splashed on my face like a fountain.

He only had time to utter a whimpering howl before falling to the ground clutching his neck.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of the other lizard warriors changed immediately, and each of them reacted extremely quickly.

The guy who supported me on my right side threw me to the ground with his left hand, and pulled out a sharp sword with his right hand, slashing at my head.

At this time, my hands and feet were bound by iron chains. I am afraid that ordinary people would be killed by his sword on the spot, but I am very skilled.

At this critical moment of danger, I have already judged his movements. The moment I fell to the ground, my body suddenly rolled towards the little leader who drew the knife in front of me.

As soon as my body moved away, the guy's sword had already slammed on the stone brick floor.

But when I came in front of that little boss, I directly used the chains that bound my hands as a weapon, and smashed towards his knee.

This series of movements was extremely fast, and I knew that the situation was urgent, but at this moment, I was trying my best to smash it with great force. There was only a muffled bang, and with his cry of pain, this guy also fell down. on the ground.

Of course, the blow was not fatal, and the moment he fell, I pounced on him and drove the nail in my mouth into his throat.

The second lizard warrior, dead!

There are only three lizard warriors in this place, but I killed two of them because of my mental calculations and my sudden rage.

But at this moment, I am also very dangerous.

After stabbing the nail into the little boss's throat, the last lizard warrior had already rushed in front of me, and once again slashed at me.

This time, I threw down the little leader with all my strength, and it was too late to escape.

At this critical moment, I had no choice but to throw my arms back, hoping that the chains tied to my body could block his sword.

I am only half sure whether this attack will be successful.

If I fail, I will definitely die, but if I don't, I'm afraid I don't even have half the chance.

At this moment, I am close to the limit of being able to kill two lizard warriors. These lizard warriors are already powerful, but I am bound by iron chains. It is really too difficult to succeed.

Soon, I heard a clang, followed by a splitting pain from my arm.

I couldn't block that guy's knife, but it made his strength crooked.

This knife could have pierced me through, but now it only left a deep bone wound on my arm.

And after parrying this blow, I finally regrouped, jumped up from the ground, and pounced directly towards the lizard warrior.

This guy wanted to block the long sword to his chest in a hurry, but I reacted faster, and my thighs had already voluntarily rushed towards his long sword. There was a muffled sound, and his sharp sword pierced into my flesh and blood, but also Because of this, I stuck his sword with flesh and blood, making him unable to move for a while.

The severe pain made me burst into cold sweat instantly.

Of course, I am flesh and blood after all, but what he holds is a sharp iron sword. I can only hold this sword for a few breaths, but this is enough.

I pushed this guy into a corner, fisted my bound hands, slammed into his throat, and firmly pressed him against the wall.

The huge strength of my hands almost broke his throat, making it difficult to breathe.

The breathless dizziness made this guy throw away his weapon, and frantically grabbed my hand, trying to tear me away.

But I know that the key to life and death lies here, either he dies or I live!

I have exhausted all my strength, how can I let go?