Start the game with the goddess on a deserted island!

Chapter 144 The Cunning Chris
"Brother Du Yuan, it's not kind of you to do this, just leave the bullet to me."

Chris' voice came from behind.

But I don't care so much, I quickly ran towards the edge of the camp.

bang bang bang...

Three bullets hit me behind, but luckily I was quick enough to dodge it in two hits.

"Catch him, don't let him escape, and seal off the surrounding area of ​​the camp."

Chris was furious.

At this time, I hid next to a wooden stake, and then took off my shirt.

My skin changed and the color blended with the stake.

This is the main function of fruit color change.

Two white men passed me with pistols, but they didn't see me.

I was overjoyed, this is what I wanted.

When they search the entire camp and don't find me, they will definitely relax their vigilance, and then I can leave smoothly with the bullet.

This group of people is indeed powerful, but without bullets, they are like toothless tigers.

Not to mention whether I will kill them, but the group of Asians and blacks who are enslaved by them will also give them a headache.

"See him?"

"did not see."

"It's strange. He was walking in this direction just now. Could it be that he flew into the sky?"

Another five white men walked past me.

Just when I was feeling refreshed, my pupils shrank suddenly.

On my side, there is a hound looking straight at me, with its tongue sticking out, and drops of mucus dripping from its tongue.

Could it be that they brought it down from the plane?
Or was it domesticated after coming to a desert island?

I didn't have time to think so much, so I quickly picked up a stone and stared nervously at the hound.

My body can blend into its surroundings like a chameleon, but the smell doesn't change.

The Hound is my biggest threat right now.

The five white men were more than ten meters in front of me, and the hound was only five or six meters away from me.

I saw this hound, and it suddenly stretched its head forward.

This is the prelude to the dog barking.

"sorry!"

I smashed a rock on the dog's head with all my strength.

With my current strength, plus a full blow, that stone is no less than a bullet.

"Ow!"

The hound was killed instantly.

But at the same time, the five white men in front also noticed the abnormality behind them and turned around quickly.

"Not good! My Danny, he killed my Danny."

A white man hurried over, holding the hound's body, his face full of grief and indignation.

"Oh my God, look what he used to kill Danny, it was a rock."

One of the white men quickly noticed the weapon that killed the hound.

The five white men hurriedly formed a square formation, back to back, looking around.

But their eyes were mainly focused on the roof and high places, and they didn't realize that I was actually four or five meters away from them.

It seemed they couldn't see me, and I was slightly relieved.

But immediately, my heart raised my throat again.

Chris walked over from a distance with a large group of white people.

My pretense may be more than enough to fool the average white man.

But I have seen Chris before. He was hiding in the shadows and camouflaged, so he could easily see it.

Eventually, Chris came up to me.

He first looked at the dead hound on the ground, and then at the injured location of the hound.

Fortunately, this guy kept his back to me, proving that he didn't notice the danger behind him.

This made me look different.

In the whole camp, the only thing that makes me afraid is this Chris.

If I take the risk of killing him now, I will be shot twice at most, which means a serious injury, but there is also a certain chance of being headshot by a pistol.

Is this risk worth taking?
I slowly raised the pistol and aimed it at the back of Chris' head.

Just as I was about to press the trigger, Chris shot him in the back with a shake of his hand.

I felt a shock in my chest, and I was almost out of breath.

His shot hit my chest accurately.

"Damn."

It turned out that this cunning Chris had spotted me a long time ago, but he didn't expose me. Instead, he shot me suddenly while I was secretly lucky.

Only then did the other white people discover me, and kept shooting where I was.

I quickly shook my body, mobilized all the cells in my body, and rushed directly in front of one of the white men.

"Oh! Fuck!"

The white guy just shot me three times, but none of them hit me.

Seeing me approaching, he could only swear in despair.

But I didn't kill him, but grabbed his neck and used him as a shield.

"Don't come here, otherwise..."

boom……

Before I finished speaking, Chris raised his hand and shot the white man directly in the heart.

"Why are you still working hard for him? See how he treats you?"

As I ran forward, I yelled at the group of white people.

"Don't try to divide us, it's useless, do you really think they are stupid?"

Chris said in a low voice from behind.

There was a natural coercion in his tone, which made people unable to resist.

A few bullets flew close to my scalp and almost shot me in the head.

I have been on the desert island for so long, and I have encountered various crises, but I have never been as dangerous as today.

In a panic, I ran into their arsenal again.

As soon as I got to the armory, a bullet flew right next to my ear.

Standing in front of me was a fruit girl, Linda. I didn't expect that she was still in the arsenal.

Although the bullet didn't hit me directly, the strong wind brought by the bullet flying past made my ears bloodshot and buzzing.

"Death to me."

I rushed over and kicked Linda's pistol away, and put my fingers directly on her slender neck.

Just as I was about to do it, Chris rushed into the arsenal.

"No, no, no, don't kill her, don't kill her."

For the first time, Chris showed panic in his tone.

It seemed that this woman named Linda was very important to him.

"If you say you won't kill, you won't kill, and I will kill you."

I said this on purpose, to test how much weight this Linda holds in Chris' mind.

"No, no, no, as long as you don't kill her, I'll let you go."

Chris couldn't help taking a step back, and threw the pistol on the ground.

I can see that this Linda should be similar to a wife to Chris, and it is the kind of wife with deep affection.

"Well, I have to take the bullets with me."

I hastened to raise myself.

Hearing this, the group of white dog legs in the back didn't want to.

"Boss, we can't let him take away the bullets. Bullets are our foundation. Without bullets, how can we deter those slaves?"

"Yes, boss, don't forget those people on the island. They are our confidantes. If there are no bullets, their people will easily burn our camp to the ground."

(End of this chapter)