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Chapter 665

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As the saying goes, the world is unpredictable.

At this time, Feng Bujue deeply understood the meaning of this sentence.

Physical discomfort was nothing to him. His lower body was soaked in the muddy swamp for a long time, and his upper body was baptized by the heavy rain. He could tolerate all of this.

What he couldn't tolerate was the mental "disgust." That was, the development of a matter greatly exceeded his expectations, and the ending made him feel inexplicable.

For example, "The Mist," "1408," "Bag of Bones," and so on.

Fine, other than Poe, Brother Jue had quite a big problem with Stephen King as well. The two things that he wanted to say to the latter were respectively, "What the f * ck?" and "What kind of grudge do you have with Maine?"

Back to the topic at hand, the thing that made Brother Jue feel uncomfortable was … Kevin had died.

Then, the Galalligator also died.

And, he didn't know why this happened.



A few minutes ago, when Kevin rushed to the front of the Galalligator, Feng Bujue thought it would be a "brave man fighting the evil dragon."

In the end, there was no such thing.

After the powerful roar, the Galalligator actually chose to turn around and run away.

This scene was simply incredible in Brother Jue's eyes. In the human world, this was like: A third-grade elementary school student A went to fight with a third-grade junior high school student B. When B saw A coming, he picked up a kitchen knife and performed a set of saber techniques in front of the other party. Then, A did not cower, but B ran away.

Was this kind of thing possible in the animal world?

At that time, Feng Bujue thought, "Could it be that … I underestimated Kevin's strength? In fact, his combat power is far above my imagination. And that Galalligator, with its animal instinct, was keenly aware of this, so it chose to run away? "

When Brother Jue thought of this, Kevin had already rushed over, jumped on the back of the Galalligator, and used the "Camera Hammer."

But in the next second, the Galactic crocodile twisted its body and used its body, which weighed a ton, to press Kevin into the swamp.

"Eh?" Feng Bujue thought again. "Could it be that … I underestimated the Galalligator's intelligence? In fact, its intelligence was far above my imagination. It felt that it would inevitably be injured in a head-on battle, so it pretended to run away and showed a flaw. Then, it used this move, 'Lazy Donkey Rolling', in order to kill it in one blow? "

But when he thought of this, the Galalligator rolled over to the other side and continued to flee. Kevin quickly stood up from the swamp as if he was unscathed. He picked up the camera that had been crushed into a lump of metal and chased after the Galalligator.

"What?!" Brother Jue was stunned. "I didn't know Kevin was so powerful! It seems that Gala's move was just a delaying tactic. In fact, it was still afraid of Kevin, so it came up with this method to buy time for itself so that it could escape … "

Sizzle — sizzle —

Kevin waded through the muddy water of the swamp and chased after it, making this kind of shit-stirring movement. After more than ten seconds, he caught up with the Galactic crocodile again and went directly to the front of the other party.

Dang dang dang —

In the rain, there were three striking sounds. It was the sound of the iron (camera) being whipped on the Galactic crocodile's outer teeth (the Galactic crocodile had two fangs that grew out of its mouth on both cheeks).

At this point, the Galactic crocodile finally couldn't bear it anymore, but its cute eyes flashed. In the next second, it opened its bloody mouth and bit down on Kevin.

The scene was as if a car opened the front cover of the car and clamped Kevin … After that, Kevin's upper body disappeared, and his lower body lost consciousness and sank into the swamp.

"I … What the f * ck!" Feng Bujue's mood at the moment was like accompanying Lady Chun San to play cordless bungee jumping in the mountain bandits' stronghold. Up and down, it was so good that he wanted to die. "Why did you run so fiercely?! It was finished in one bite! Instant kill! In the end, Kevin was no match for it at all! "

However, after another five seconds, the Galactic crocodile screamed and died.



Back to the present time …

[Main mission progress update]

[At least six challenges given by the program team have been completed. Current progress 1/6]

[Side mission has been completed]

The system prompt proved that the target was already dead.

"You two are playing with me …" Feng Bujue narrowed his eyes and stood on the corpse of the Galactic crocodile. "There should be some logic in dying together … Who can explain it to me … I'll believe it if you say it's a human-beast love story!"

Rumble —

In this rainstorm, in the wilderness, the only thing that could respond to him was thunder.

"Tsk … It's really annoying …" For Brother Jue, the result of the matter just now was not important. What was important was "why did this happen?" Unfortunately, with the information he currently had, it was impossible to infer the truth …

So, he had to continue to endure this feeling of "knowing the reason, but not knowing the reason."

"Sigh … Fine …" Feng Bujue sighed and took out the knife from his waist. "This monster did not die under my [Bell's Daily Knife], so the special effect of the knife is useless on it … This is good news." As he spoke, he began to collect the skin and meat of the Galactic crocodile.

This monster was different from an ordinary crocodile. The skin on its back was as strong as steel, and at the same time, it had reliable toughness. After cutting it into strips and tying it into a bundle, it became an extremely good rope.

And its meat was even more delicious. According to the settings in the manga, even if no seasoning was added, just simply roasted on the fire, its taste was incomparable. Therefore, it had the title of "the world's highest level of crocodile meat."

Feng Bujue's so-called "good news" referred to this. If the Galactic crocodile died under his knife, the delicious taste would no longer exist, and only the taste of chicken would be left …



On the other side, in the monitoring cabin of the Dolphin.

"God! Is that person dead? "

"Do you still need to ask? He was bitten into two pieces! "

"This guy is really crazy! He actually attacked the Galactic crocodile repeatedly. This is clearly courting death! "

"What should we do … This is the third time that someone has died since the show started … I don't want to deal with the police again."

"What bad luck … The first time, it was not easy to determine that it was an accident. In the end, we still had to pay for compensation and change the rules. The second time, it was barely determined to be a case of manslaughter, and the show was forced to stop broadcasting for a season. This time …"

"This time, it's simple. As long as we submit the video we took to the judicial authorities, they should be able to determine that … an unknown mental patient broke into the filming site and committed suicide in front of the camera."

The staff in the cabin were all talking at once. They did sympathize with Kevin, but for such a strange stranger, their sympathy was limited. Most of them … were thinking about themselves and how the show would end.

"Since … his origin is unknown …" Suddenly, the vigorous and powerful voice that was not deaf sounded again, "Then we … simply pretend that he never came … Isn't that enough?"

His words were like a cold wind passing through, causing everyone present to tremble.

Basically, everyone who heard this sentence instantly understood the meaning of not deaf, but no one dared to respond …

"No one is speaking, right?" Not deaf waited for a while and continued, "Then there's no objection." As he spoke, he sat up from his chair and walked to the console. "Alright, I'll personally … delete that video."

..

At the same time, three nautical miles east of Carnabis Island.

Under the sea, a submarine was slowly advancing, approaching the deserted island in the wind and rain.

In the submarine's command room, a one-eyed man in a blue trench coat was facing the radar with a ferocious expression.

This man looked to be about 45 years old. He had long, sloppy gray hair and two strands of gray beard that spread out horizontally under his nose. He wore a black eyepatch over his right eye. The eyepatch was printed with a pirate symbol (a white skull with two crossed white bones). His right wrist did not have a hand. Instead, it was replaced by an iron hook. His left foot did not wear a boot because the part below his calf … was a cone-shaped wooden stake.

"Why is there a ship there?" Gray Beard looked at the radar and shouted, "Who are those people? Are they from the Maritime Drug Enforcement Administration? " The more he spoke, the louder his voice became. His authentic hoarse voice was the opposite of Kevin's. "Oh no! They must have found the 'treasure' I hid on the island! We have to kill them! Torpedo! Prepare the torpedo! "

Although he was shouting and yelling, the crew looked at each other and no one moved.

Obviously, this group of brothers had long been used to similar situations. They all knew that the captain's orders were often unreliable …

"Pops, I don't think there's a need to rush to use the torpedo." Before Gray Beard's voice fell, a somewhat childish voice sounded not far behind him, "Not to mention … we haven't confirmed the identity and purpose of the other party. Even if it is really a ship from the Maritime Drug Enforcement Administration, we shouldn't attack rashly … because their people may not all be on the ship. If we act rashly and alert the enemy, then we will fall into a passive situation where the enemy is in the dark and we are in the light. "

The person who spoke was actually a little boy. He looked to be only eleven or twelve years old. He had a rather white face.

"Son … call me Captain." Gray Beard heard this, bent down, and whispered to his son.

"Sigh …" The little boy rolled his eyes and sighed, "Okay … Captain, I have an idea. Why don't … we find a place to land on the other side of the island, and then send a team to investigate the situation of the ship. If it is really from the Maritime Drug Enforcement Administration, then we will deal with it. " He shrugged, "But … according to my speculation, this is probably just an ordinary cruise ship that is anchored on this island to avoid bad weather. When the wind and waves die down, they will leave on their own. "

"Hmm …" Captain Gray Beard touched the beard on his mouth, smiled at his genius son, then raised his head and said loudly, "Did you all hear what the first mate said?"

"Yes, Captain." The crew in the command room replied in unison.

A minute ago, in the face of the captain's "torpedo launch" order, they became deaf; but now … when the first mate spoke, the crew seemed to instantly recover their hearing.

"Oh …" Gray Beard pretended to shake his upper body and raised the iron hook in his right hand, "Then what are we waiting for! Let's go! "

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