"Wheat, you and Jack are going hunting." During the lunch break, Qiao Hai came over, "Roger, you and Martin are in a group. The food is gone again, so go find something to eat."

"Okay." Qiao Mai hung the machete on his back, and put the gun on his shoulder by the way, ready to leave, but Rogers stopped him.

Rogers glanced at him worriedly, opened the handcuffs of the two, and whispered in Qiao Mai's ear: "Don't mess around, do you understand?"

Qiao Mai smirked, and secretly touched Rogers' abs: "What are you doing? Are you worried about me?"

Before Rogers could reply, Jack stopped him and said angrily, "Wait...wait! Why should I act with this guy?"

"Why?" Qiao Mai looked him up and down presumptuously, "I want to be with my dear Roger, but do you two illiterates know what to eat?"

"Can't you Chinese eat anything?" Zier Isa looked at him with a smile.

"You can't eat poisonous ones, are you right?" Qiao Mai was talking, but his eyes were on Jack.

Jack was wronged, and knew in his heart that he and Martin alone could do nothing, so he agreed sullenly and followed Qiu Mai away.

At the beginning of the hunting process, the atmosphere between Qiao Mai and Jack was as stiff as overnight pudding, sticky and unable to move.In the rustling rainforest, the only movement that belongs to human beings is the sound of breathing.

This situation lasted for a long time, until Qiao Mai took the initiative to speak:

"Hey, brother, when did you come to my uncle's mercenary group?"

"Three years ago." Jack looked ahead and answered him coldly.

Joe doesn't mind his rudeness, he thinks second and no one is first than rude: "No wonder, I haven't seen you. I just left the mercenary group three years ago, and I missed you."

"But I've heard of you, the leader's precious nephew, the lawless and incompetent demon king."

"Hahaha, old George said that, right?" Qiao Mai laughed, diluting the embarrassing atmosphere, "That old immortal with loose muscles won't be favored by me, so he said that out of jealousy."

Jack grinned, accepting Qiao Mai's approach.However, after Qiao Mai's small talk, at least the distance between the two of them was shortened by a little bit, and they chatted one after another, making the hunting trip not so boring.

"Damn it, what is this?" As he walked, Jack's feet went limp and sank about five centimeters into the ground.He |pulls|pulls his foot out|with all his might, looking at the slimy black substance in disgust.

Qiao Mai looked at it and said, "Plant rot, this kind of thing is everywhere in the forest, you have stepped on it several times."

"No, I remember it clearly." Jack retorted.

"Of course, what you stepped on before was only a small part, but here is a lot." Qiao Mai shrugged, not minding popular science knowledge to a stupid bear.

"God, why am I sent to such a bad place? I miss my beer and hot chicks." Jack sighed, and he couldn't live.

After being quiet for a while, Qiao Mai looked at Jack and said curiously, "You look about the same age as my uncle, but you are much more irritable than him."

Jack curled his lips: "I'm five years younger than him. I'm not impatient, I'm bloody, and a man should be like this."

"Oh? Really?" Qiao Mai asked, "Have you ever killed someone?"

"Of course, brat, which mercenary hasn't killed anyone?" Jack cried, as if mocking Qiao Mai's ignorance and cowardice, "Do you still think killing people is a big deal? I'm afraid you don't even have chickens." Did you kill it?"

But Qiao Mai said: "No, that's not what I meant. My uncle also killed people when he was hired by the Federation. I mean the kind of... yes, the kind of people who shoot and kill people at will, the kind of people who hold other people's lives in their own hands Feel."

Jack gave him a vigilant look: "What are you thinking about, kid? That's a crime, don't label me like that. You know, I haven't fired any extra shots except to kill my opponent."

"Okay, I'm sorry," Qiao Mai spread his hands, "I offended, I just think that's very handsome."

Jack laughed a few times in a hoarse voice, like an old crow, and said no more.

On the other hand, the atmosphere between Rogers and Martin was even more rigid, and no one had the self-consciousness to smooth things over, allowing it to freeze.

Rogers moved his wrists uncomfortably as he walked, feeling something was wrong.He had been wearing handcuffs for a long time, and after taking them off, he felt a sudden lightness on his wrists, which was very unaccustomed to him.

I don't know how that brat Qiao Mai is harming Jack now.With Qiao Mai not by his side, he always felt uneasy, for fear that he would do something terrible.

"What's the matter with you? ADHD?" Martin noticed Rogers' absent-mindedness and anxiety, and snorted.

Rogers ignored him, but Martin refused to let go: "Why, can't bear to be separated from you for half an hour? I understand, young man."

"I don't have that kind of relationship with him." Rogers was impatient. Why are everyone so busy pairing him with Qiao Mai?

"What kind of relationship? Sleeping together every day and not admitting it, do you know that Qiao Mai has abandoned the leader?" Martin looked at him lewdly, making Rogers even more upset, "Seeing you are so restless, Just go to him, anyway, I don't feel comfortable with you."

Rogers couldn't bear it anymore: "Shut up! The leader asked me to be with you, so you should be obedient and don't let me beat you."

It is noon in the equator, but the dense forest is still so dark, and chirping birds come from the depths.Vines of different thicknesses hang down from the branches, swaying slightly as the animals pass by.

Qiao Mai and Jack walked for a long time, but still found nothing.The two were a little tired, but they couldn't return without success.

All of Jack's proposals to fire were rejected by Qiao Mai, and Jack could only respect authority when it came to what could be eaten and what could not be eaten.

"Hey, look there!" Finally, Qiao Mai called out, pointing to a strange-shaped tree in the distance.

"What?" Jack took two steps forward, feeling excited.

"Romi tree, the fruit is edible and tastes like bread!" Qiao Mai was elated, and was about to rush up, but Jack ran over a step faster than him.

"Hahaha, I finally found something to eat... Ah!" Jack screamed, and plunged into the ground, buried up to his knees by the mud.

"What the hell is this!" Jack struggled vigorously, but he sank deeper and deeper, almost submerging his thigh.

Feeling himself being swallowed bit by bit, Jack was terrified and cried out in a panic: "I can't pull it out! Qiao Mai, help me! Damn help me!"

Qiao Mai looked around, picked up a thick branch, and stretched it towards Jack with a panicked expression.

Jack was overjoyed, and happily threw the gun at Qiao Mai's feet, ready to grab the life-saving branch, his voice hissed out of fear: "Thank you, thank you brother. If I don't have you today, I will be finished...you do What!"

Jack's face changed, and he watched helplessly as the branch he was about to catch was taken back.He looked up at Qiao Mai, only to see him showing a nasty smile as if changing his face.

"Is it fun? The feeling of being tricked?" Qiao Mai weighed the wooden stick in his hand, then stretched out to push Jack deeper into the swamp.

"You... what do you mean?" Jack trembled all over, desperately trying to save himself from the mud, but fell into more.

"I want you to die, can't you see it?" Qiao Mai laughed, his face was full of joy and sarcasm, "The leaves fell to the ground, piled up layer by layer, slowly rotted, and finally became This is what it looks like. This is called a forest swamp, haven’t you seen it? You can struggle as much as you want, but you can’t get out anyway.”

At this moment, only the upper part of Jack's chest was still exposed. He struggled too hard just now, otherwise he wouldn't have sunk so quickly.

"Why, why...Tom...Jimmy...you did it on purpose! You did everything on purpose! Why did you do this! Does Qiao Hai know that you are planning to kill his team members here!" Jack muttered nervously, and finally Roaring like a collapse, he looked up at Qiao Mai ferociously.

Qiao Mai clutched his chest, pretending to be scared: "Why? You want to know why?"

Jack stared at Qiao Mai with red eyes, gnashing his teeth, waiting for him to give himself an explanation.

"I won't tell you," Qiao Mai laughed loudly, and then stopped abruptly. He opened his eyes and looked at Jack who was sinking deeper and deeper. "You just die like this, people like you, anyway. Living is also unclear, so why care about why you die.”

Jack found out that Qiao Mai had been premeditated for a long time, and he did not leave any traces. Finally, all thoughts were lost, he gave up saving himself, and let the mud flood his head bit by bit.

Qiao Mai crossed his arms and watched the whole process of the living being submerged in the swamp as if watching a good show, until there was no more movement in the quagmire.

Two hours after the mercenaries set off, Qiao Mai came back first.He held a laser beam launcher in his hand, his expression was extremely painful, and even his voice was hoarse:

"Jack didn't want to act with me. He left by himself, but fell into the swamp. When I found him, he was buried up to his neck and could not be rescued."

There was a commotion among the few scholars, but they dared not speak out due to the defection of the previous few days.Montezuma and Qiao Hai were noncommittal about this, but Zier Isa patted Qiao Mai on the shoulder: "We all know that Jack is irritable, and it's not your fault."

Cohen looked at him worriedly, and Qiri Issa said: "He looks very bad, otherwise we will get here first today, and then leave tomorrow."

"No!" Surprisingly, Zier Issa, who has always been gentle, yelled loudly, which startled Cohen.

As if aware of his gaffe, Zier Yisa twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, and pretended to smile: "I mean, I'll be there soon, if I arrive one day earlier, I can leave one day earlier..."

Qiao Mai nodded, and replied in a general understanding: "Mr. Zier Yisa is right, I also want to leave here as soon as possible, and I will start when Roger comes back."

Zile Issa gave him a grateful look, but said nothing.

Soon Rogers and Martin came back one after another. After learning what had happened, Martin made a fuss again, and was finally suppressed by Qiao Hai.

Everyone no longer had the appetite to eat, so they hurriedly took a few mouthfuls of the dry bread they had stored before going on the road again, and they didn't stop until dark.

night.

Everyone washed up and went into sleeping bags. Only Qiao Mai and Rogers sat outside to watch the night. It was their turn today.

Qiao Mai was sitting in the distance with a knife in his hand, watching the fire in the middle of the camp, wearing only a white cotton vest, uncharacteristically not harassing Rogers.Throughout the afternoon, he didn't reach out to Rogers, and Rogers didn't ask him what was going on.

Rogers, who was sitting aside, was shirtless and stared at Qiao Mai with black eyes, which were illuminated by the furnace light like the ancient and deep water of the Zambezi River.

"Why do you look at me like that?" Qiao Mai felt uncomfortable being stared at, and forced a smile on Rogers.

"I've seen it all." Rogers said a word without thinking, but Qiu Mai understood it.

His complexion changed drastically, and he stood up abruptly, raising his hand to draw the knife.

Rogers is faster than him.

His chest was pressed against Qiu Mai's back, and one arm was wrapped around Qiu Mai's waist, holding him tightly like every time before.The other hand was placed on Qiao Mai's neck, and the tiger's mouth was gently stuck on Qiao Mai's throat.

Rogers' movements are gentle, but not resisting.His warm chest touched Qiu Mai's exposed skin, making Qiu Mai involuntarily get goose bumps all over his body.

His firm and handsome lips pressed against Qiao Mai's ear tips, and the breath between his breaths made Qiao Mai's whole body go limp: "Tell me, what's going on with all this."

Leaning on Rogers' body, Qiu Mai felt unprecedentedly tired and wronged.He took a few deep breaths, and finally softened and whispered: "Let go of me first, and I will tell you everything."

Rogers let go of his hand without hesitation, and turned Qiu Mai's body so that he faced himself.

Qiao Mai put his hands on Rogers' beautiful chest muscles, looked up at him, and begged for a lingering deep kiss.Rogers did not reject him, but instead pressed Qiao Mai's waist towards him and hugged him domineeringly.

Qiao Mai entangled with a black man in the dark forest, as if blending into the darkness.

"You are right. All the deaths so far have been caused by me alone."

In the silent night, Qiao Mai sat in Rogers' arms, feeling the unspoken sense of security that Rogers brought him.He opened his eyes and slowly told Rogers the story of 24 years ago.

At that time, Qiao Mai was three years old, an age whose memory is vague.He forgot many things, but he only remembered how his mother An Mi died in front of him, and the ugly face of the murderer.

Jack, Tom, Jimmy, Martin, they thought they were blindfolding Qiu Mai, but before they realized it, the little Qiao Mai tilted the blindfold and remembered each of them from the gap.

They took Qiao Mai as a hostage, played with An Mi like a beast, and finally shot and shot him in the head one second before the police arrived.If the police hadn't arrived too fast and the four of them were running for their lives, Qiao Mai would have died under their guns.

But the four of them were just killing knives, and the person who really used this knife was actually a colleague and friend of Qiao Mai's father for many years.

"Did you know?" Qiao Mai held Rogers' big hand and casually played with his slender fingers, "Scholars can do anything for an academic achievement."

"Well." Rogers responded lightly.

"My parents are the victims of these people's greed, but these sinners are still at large."

"As long as they have interests and reputation, they can do anything: buy murders, bribe judges, obstruct investigations, silence the media... They have used all the methods you can think of and you can't think of, so they have been popular and hot. , had a great time.”

"Who are they?" Rogers asked.

"All the scholars in this team participated in the murder that year."

Rogers still felt strange when he thought of how those people died: "I still don't quite understand, they all seem to have died accidentally."

Qiao Mai sneered: "Do you know who my father is? My father is Qiao Yang, which is what they call Mr. Joe. He walks the road to the ancient city of Palenque once a year. What changes in the rainforest? He knows better than anyone else what is on the road. Guess who owns the investigation data of my father's annual expedition?"

"..." Rogers was silent for a while before he opened his mouth, "So you are like a fish in water in the rainforest, as long as you use some small tricks, you can drive them to death."

"It can be said like this."

"Oh." Rogers let go of Qiao Mai suddenly, opened the sleeping bag and got in without giving Qiao Mai a chance to react.

Qiao Mai didn't understand why Rogers, who was still in love with him just now, was so cold all of a sudden.He grabbed Rogers' tightly locked sleeping bag and growled in a low voice: "I told you all, what do you mean now!"

A muffled voice came from the sleeping bag, and it was inaudible: "Since you are so powerful, you should watch the night alone."

The author has something to say:

School started a few days ago, and there was a lot of turmoil. I haven't had time to update it. Today, I will give away 4500 words of friendship. . . . .

I will be busy in class in the future, so I will update it about once every two or three days. Actually, there are not many, and it will be over soon. . . .

In the adventure novels I read when I was young, people would always fall into the forest and swamp to die, but the authenticity is untestable, because I have never fallen into it =L=Remember: Mr. Logic has long been raped and then killed by me =L =

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