"Yo ~ Yo ~ I came from the streets, I have nothing in my pocket ~ I lack food and clothes, I live like a stray dog ~
But even if I'm lost, I'm not afraid of hardships ~ My faith has been achieved, the road ahead is no longer vague ~
No matter where I am, I will be your compass ~ Hip-Hop is the church, I'm ~ your God ~.
Yo ~ Yo ~ Please keep fighting, I'll use rap to help you through your difficult life ~ "
The above was a video that the program team had just received …
This VCR was also shot by Feng Bujue with the camera that was dismantled (as long as he turned it on again, the cruise ship would be able to receive the signal of the device).
In the video, Ao Guanhai, who was tied to a tree with rattan, was rapping to the camera with a panicked face …
After the rap ended, the video became dark again.
The monitoring cabin fell into dead silence once again.
But a few seconds later, discussions broke out one after another …
"What's going on? Is Ao Guanhai being coerced? Why … did they force him to rap … "
"Look! The tree behind him is the same tree as the one in Eastwood Gu's video! He's still there! "
"No wonder we couldn't find him anywhere … So he's been hiding in that area …"
"I say … Isn't Ao Guanhai and Stephen Carbon in cahoots? Why is he tied up? Where did Carbon go? "
"Is there someone else there?"
"Impossible, everyone else on the island is under surveillance."
"Then … this video, I'm afraid it was also shot by Stephen Carbon … He actually made a move on Ao Guanhai, who is his partner …"
"God! This guy is crazy, did you see the wound on Ao Guanhai's forehead? "
"We have to stop him before he does something worse …"
"Enough! Everyone quiet down! " While everyone was talking at once, a vigorous and powerful voice rang out and immediately held everyone's attention.
The dozens of people in the cabin turned their heads in unison to look at a man sitting in the corner ….
It was a rather old man with short white hair and a beard. He was wearing a black casual shirt.
Although he was over 60 years old, he was still in good health and had an extraordinary appearance. His eyes were deep and spirited, and the distinct outline of his face (big forehead) was unforgettable.
He was the chief director of "Seeking Poison in the Wild" and one of the greatest directors in the universe — James Francis Not Deaf.
"Let me organize my thoughts …" After Not Deaf calmed down the scene, he immediately nodded and muttered, "Contestant No. 9, Mr. Stephen Carbon … First, he formed an alliance with Ao Guanhai and agreed to attack the other contestants together. Then, they killed Eastwood Gu, dismantled one of our cameras and recorded something like a threatening video … Then, Stephen Carbon attacked Ao Guanhai, turned on the camera, and forced forced him to rap in front of the camera …"
"Yes," he continued, "Some of Mr. Carbon," Deaf frowned, "Mr. Carbon's's. But objectively speaking, he is still a contestant, isn't he? " He raised his head and swept his gaze across everyone's faces. "He didn't break the rules, nor did he go against his own goals. Apart from those strange and crazy performances, what Stephen Carbon did … was nothing more than eliminating two competitors in a way permitted by the rules. "
What he said made sense, and the others on the ship were all speechless.
After a long while, someone said, "Then … you mean … we should just leave him alone?"
Not Deaf did not answer his question. He just put his hand next to his right chin and held his cheek with two fingers, looking like he was deep in thought.
Another period of silence fell. Everyone was waiting for the speaker to give further instructions.
After a while, Not Deaf finally said, "Put me through to Bell."
A big shot was indeed a big shot. The walkie-talkie was clearly on the table in front of him, but he still wanted someone to bring it to him …
However, no one objected … In less than a second, someone took two steps forward and handed over the walkie-talkie.
Not Deaf took the walkie-talkie and raised it to his mouth, "Bell, this is James. Please answer if you hear me."
As the chief director, he had many privileges. One of them was … when communicating with the staff on the island, he did not need to use code names such as "Dolphin" or "Kangaroo X". He could just say his name directly. Of course … in most cases, he would only communicate with Bell.
"Phew … this is Bell." After about seven seconds, Clams' voice came from the walkie-talkie, "Sorry, it was not very convenient just now."
"Ah, I saw it." Not Deaf had already moved his gaze to the surveillance screen where Clams was. "A coyote attacked you."
"Uh … in fact, this is a Florida black wolf. (Originally a mysterious symbol of North American natives, it was affected by the colonial invasion and religious persecution of the white people after the 19th century. In 1910, the wolves were at the end of their rope after being hunted down. Due to hunger, they began to attack livestock. In 1917, the last Florida black wolf was killed by a human gun. It is said that this was a wolf pup. Since then, no one has seen a Florida black wolf. " Clams replied, "There are no coyotes on this island, James. All the animals are …"
"Okay, okay … I know," Not Deaf interrupted. "We chose the competition venue together, remember? I have seen the list of animals there … And, to be honest, I don't really care … Coyotes, black wolves … It doesn't make much difference to me. "He exhaled." Okay, let's get down to business. I need you to find someone. "
"Now?" Toad Wells asked.
"Yes, as soon as possible." Not Deaf said, "When you see him, other than letting him choose an 'item' to take away, give him another thing …" When he said this, his eyes changed slightly. "Give him your 'knife.'"
"What? My knife? "Clams was obviously stunned when he heard this.
He replied firmly, "Yes, it's the one with the GPS positioning device in the hilt …"
…
At the same time, on Feng Bujue's side …
"Okay, it's done." After recording the "rap performance," Brother Jue broke Ao Guanhai's knee according to the routine (this "routine" was invented by him 30 minutes ago). "Don't worry, Brother Guanhai, someone will come to save you soon."
The moment the bone was broken, Ao Guanhai, who was tied to the tree, let out a painful groan. His body was also twisted due to the severe pain … Ten seconds later, perhaps the endorphins began to take effect. Ao Guanhai, who was in pain and anger, regained the ability to speak. He immediately cursed, "Oh! You despicable bastard! Stephen! You will suffer retribution! "
"I advise you not to yell, Brother Guanhai." Feng Bujue replied calmly, "Although the rescue will come soon, before they come, you have to stay here alone for 10 to 20 minutes." As he spoke, he stood up. "During this time, the wisest choice is to sit still and not make a sound. Because moving may worsen the injury, and shouting … may attract the attention of the beasts. " He shrugged and tilted his head. "Considering this factor, I advise you to keep the knife well in case you need it."
As soon as these words came out, Ao Guanhai's eyes suddenly changed.
These subtle changes of expression naturally fell into Brother Jue's eyes. He smiled slightly and said, "Yes, five seconds ago, I noticed that you quietly stretched your right hand to the back of your waist. That's why I stood up and kept a certain distance from you." He shook his head. "You're trying to distract me by shouting and yelling, and then take the opportunity to stab me in the back. It's a life and death struggle … Haha … you're too naive."
As Brother Jue spoke, he took two steps back. "Less than five minutes after forming an alliance with you, I found out that you were secretly hiding a weapon … I just didn't say it out loud." He licked his lips. "Do you know the principle of 'besieging a city must be defended' in Sun Tzu's Art of War? That's why … I didn't handcuff you just now. I wanted to leave you with a glimmer of hope, to make you feel that you still have a chance to turn the tables … "A grim smile appeared on his face." Brother Guanhai, you are different from Eastwood. You are not the kind of person who easily gives in. If I didn't give you any leeway, you would definitely fight me to the death. So … only by letting you have the illusion that 'I still have a chance', will you obediently cooperate with me and rap under my threat … Hahaha … "
"You son of a bitch! Bastard! "Ao Guanhai was really angry this time, and he burst out with a rather unpleasant curse.
"There is nothing to be angry about, former Mr. President." Feng Bujue replied. "You are a politician, so you should be used to betrayal. You also know very well that … in this kind of environment, there is no right or wrong in what I do. If necessary, you will do the same. " He laughed again. "Haha … if that is the case, why are you deceiving yourself and getting angry out of humiliation?"
Facing Brother Jue's fallacious reasoning, Ao Guanhai was unable to refute for a while, and in his heart, he had the thought, "This guy seems to have a point …"
"Then, Brother Guanhai, I won't keep you company." By then, Feng Bujue had already retreated five meters away. He bent down to pick up the camera that had fallen to the ground. "You now have three choices. One, throw the knife on your back at me and pray that it will hit me and cause me great damage. Two, after I leave, cut off the vines and drag your broken leg to follow me and find a chance to stab me in the back." He picked up the camera, took a breath, and said, "Anyway, I personally don't recommend you to choose these two options …"
In fact, this suggestion, to put it bluntly, was a taunt … Ao Guanhai was not a fool. The result of these two options was either being knocked out by the opponent or being knocked out by the pain.
"As for the third option …" When Feng Bujue said this, he had already turned around. "… Calmly accept your failure." He looked back and smiled (an evil smile). "Just like how I calmly accepted my 'despicableness'."
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