Start the game with the goddess on a deserted island!

Chapter 132 Countdown to Death

"It was a trap set by that person!"

A white man was talking, looking around with terrified eyes, and at the same time took out the pistol from his waist.

"What should we do? Jack, do we still have to chase him?"

another white man asked.

They killed many yellow and black people, but the death of their own people caused them a psychological impact.

"What do you think? A lowly animal dares to kill our own kind. I must avenge them."

After Jack finished speaking, he walked around the swamp and continued to follow the blood.

Lower animals?

It seems that they really regard themselves as the masters of this deserted island!

After they left, I walked out from the nearby dense forest and dragged the two dead ghosts out of the swamp.

Of the two white men, only one had a pistol.

I took the pistol down, and I was a little disappointed that there were only two bullets in it.

In fact, these two guys are not dead yet, and when I caught them, they could still blink their eyes.

I casually threw him into the swamp again.

At this moment, in the bushes next to me, a soldering iron head with a big belly appeared.

It was facing me, in an attacking stance.

I shot like lightning and grabbed seven inches of it.

After doing this, I suddenly yelled to the sky.

"Grandchildren, grandpa is here, come and catch me!"

As soon as I finished speaking, a bullet came through the dense forest and almost hit me.

I ran away, and eight white men chased after me desperately.

Running behind a big tree, I spotted the white man who was chasing me the most, and threw the tip of the soldering iron at him.

"what!"

"boom!"

The white man first screamed, and fired a gun at the tip of the soldering iron.

But he missed the tip of the soldering iron, and was wrapped around his neck by the tip of the soldering iron.

The tip of the soldering iron was pinched seven inches by me just now, and I was holding back a burst of anger, and now I bit him on the face.

"Ah, poisonous snake, poisonous snake."

The white man screamed, making a girlish voice.

I didn't stop, and continued to run away into the distance.

The white beast that was chasing me unscrupulously just now no longer dared to chase me with great fanfare.

"I was bitten by a poisonous snake, what should I do? Am I going to die?" the white man asked in horror.

Once upon a time, Lin Xiaoyu's frightened expression also appeared on his face, which made him feel it well.

"You coward, aren't you just a soldering iron tip? Bring the dagger."

It was their leader, Jack, who spoke.

I saw Jack cut off the white man's face with a knife.

"How is it? Is it better now?"

Jack asked, holding a bloody dagger.

"I, ok, ok your mother!"

The white man who had his face cut was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother. He thought Jack could do anything.

As soon as he finished cursing, his eyes began to roll.

The toxicity of the soldering iron tip had long penetrated into his facial nerves and entered his brain.

"Jack, he, he's dying, shall we carry him back?"

A white man asked, his tone trembling.

"No need, he is hopeless, let's continue to chase that man, I must skin him today."

Jack is also a ruthless person. Other white people are afraid, but he is the only one who maintains his fighting spirit.

Other white people have lost their morale.

The death of three companions in a row dealt a heavy blow to their psychology.

At this time, I was trying to bend a small tree with the thickness of an arm, and then tied its branches to another big tree.

After doing this, I stood by the side of the big tree and yelled into the distance: "Grandchildren, I am right here. If you have the guts, come and die."

This time, I waited a long time.

The white people have seen how powerful I am, and now they are much more careful.

The remaining seven white men were in formation.

Jack walked in the middle, slowly approaching me.

"Don't get close to him, shoot him directly." Jack said decisively.

I had planned this move a long time ago, and the moment they raised their guns, I hid behind the big tree.

Two white men quickly made a detour to my left.

What I was waiting for was this opportunity to tear off the rope that tied the little tree.

The resilient little tree bounced back in an instant, with a strength of at least 1000 kilograms.

The two white men were instantly sent flying five or six meters away by the impact force, each spouting a mouthful of blood, and after falling to the ground, they were like mud, unable to move.

The blow just now shattered their internal organs, and it seemed that they could not survive.

At this time, I was standing behind the big tree, with half of my body exposed, looking at the last five people coldly.

"I'm here, come and catch me!" I said loudly.

The same words, but to white people, have completely changed the taste.

In fact, there are no traps here.

But half of the white people died, even if there were no traps, they would not dare to come here.

"No no, he is a devil, we, let's run away!"

"Yeah! This guy is the devil. We have twelve people here, and now there are only five left. I don't want to die yet."

The two white men said tremblingly.

At this moment, everyone focused their eyes on Jack's face.

Jack's face was flushed with anger.

"go back!"

Jack squeezed out a word between his teeth, then turned and left.

I exposed my whole body from behind the big tree and yelled at them.

"It's too late to go back now. As I said, the countdown has begun."

After I finished speaking, I continued to run towards the river beach.

If they want to leave this dense forest, they must walk along the river beach.

Because in the dense forest, I have given them too much impact, and they have been frightened by me in the dense forest.

So I judged that they must walk from the river beach next.

I tried my best to run to the upstream position. There is a road here that they must go back, and I have to set an ambush for them here.

Thinking of this, he caught a dart frog, pulled out a few finger-long tree thorns, and stabbed the dart frog's back, so that the tree thorns were covered with dart frog poison.

I have seen clearly just now that the group of white people are all barefoot.

Because they were walking on a deserted island, their shoes had long been rotten and they could only walk barefoot.

I stuck these poisonous thorns upside down into the soil.

A total of more than 100 roots were inserted to completely block the road, and then some rotten leaves were grabbed to cover the thorns.

After doing this, I hid in a bush next to me and waited quietly.

It was slowly getting dark.

At this time, five figures appeared on the river beach, walking towards me dejectedly.

I know, the opportunity has come.

"Jack, this is all your fault. When Chris blames it, you have to bear it. We sacrificed seven brothers this time, and you have to take full responsibility."

A white man is still complaining.

"If you have one more word, I don't mind sacrificing eight." Jack said fiercely.

The white man finally shut up.

At this time, they were already climbing towards the hillside, and once they climbed up the hillside, one or even two of them would step on the stinger.

(End of this chapter)