Lesie said,

"Note that this fragment is not from the Chinese region, we should be more cautious."

Li Cang said,

"Everyone abroad is not a big sniper, everyone is a sharpshooter, but the caliber of this gun is definitely not small, at least it can be confirmed that it is not a pistol."

No matter how fanatical gun fans are, they may not be willing to specialize in what kind of gun can make a hole in a person, let alone a completely out of the way, like Li Cang.

Suddenly, the sound of dog legs roaring, and—

"Bang! Bang bang!"

The gunshots startled countless birds, and even the sound of insects suddenly disappeared.

Lao Wang couldn't believe it,

"Can't you hold the grass? You really meet the survivor?"

A few more gunshots came, and then there was no movement.

Li Cang frowned and stopped the two people who had made some moves.

"No need to go over, he has no bullets, the dog-legged people are driving them over."

This is a great way to drive away.

Not long after, a group of people crying at the cabin, then surrounded by dog ​​legs and honestly made dumplings.

"Don't kill us, grandpa... grandpa... don't kill us..."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo we have nothing, we haven't had enough food for a day."

A dozen people in ragged clothes, pale and thin faces stood a very different middle-aged man wearing digital camouflage.

"You raised these zombies? Let them get away, my people will rest on the edge of the island. Do you want to die?"

He held a single-tube short shotgun with a black hole in his hand, staring at several people with a stern expression.

Lao Wang rushed up and kicked him to the ground, snatched the hunting rifle,

"Good guy, this is the first time I have seen such a real guy. Tsk tsk, it's still warm, domineering!"

The middle-aged man's body size is just the standard of a normal person. He can't stand the sorrow of Lao Wang, who is two hundred pounds away, and he hunched over in the mud pit and couldn't even get up.

Lao Wang watched the man spit bubbles in the mud pit for a long time before dragging him out and throwing him next to the corpse.

"You killed?"

"I'll kill me..."

The fat and graceful old Wang, who was holding a gun upside down, smashed it down on his head,

"Playing a slut? You are a hammer! I ask if you killed someone! Yes! No! Yes!"

The dozen dirty people were surrounded by dog ​​legs, and they squatted on the ground with their heads trembling, looking purely obedient.

Occasionally, someone looked up at the middle-aged man who was smashed by the butt and was filled with blood, but his eyes were filled with deep resentment.

"Don't...don't hit it...it's me...no...it's not me...it's a gun...it's gone fire..."

The middle-aged man was so scared that he was completely scared by this unstoppable blow.

He could feel that this fat man really didn't care whether he had any help or companions. If he didn't beg for mercy, he was afraid that he would be killed here.

Li Cang shook his eyes.

The angry old Wang spat and threw the shotgun that had broken and deformed in his hand to the ground.

Li Cang squatted next to the middle-aged man.

"Who are you?"

The middle-aged man hid in tears on the ground, not daring to get up at all, and said,

"My name is Liu Shun. I am from the Black Pearl Island Chain Resettlement Camp. It is the first time I came out to collect supplies. I don't understand the rules of the land. Please spare my life. I, we don't know that there is a master on this island. I really don't know. I, we have been to this wild island twice, and I have never seen any traces of people living on this island. I'm wronged..."

Li Lace came over and asked,

"Black Pearl Island Chain Resettlement Camp? Is it officially organized? How large is it? How many people are there?"

Liu Shun turned his head slightly, and saw a tall woman holding a strange weapon that looked at least seventy or eighty pounds. The words in her mouth were immediately scared to the point of being left with four words—

"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

The page hammer hit his face with a clang.

"answer the questions!"

The rubble of Benfei almost knocked off Liu Shun's teeth, and he was bleeding from the corner of his mouth and speechless.

"No, it's not an official organization, it's survivors gathered spontaneously. It's a voyage of 13 coins from this island, scale... scale... ah yes, there are a total of 1,300 empty islands, and the number of people is about 8,000!"

Lao Wang squatted down and patted his face hard.

"Don't go, where did you get the 8,000 people? Do you think you are the official base? Cao, this old guy doesn't want to tell the truth. Teacher Cang, this guy looks so handsome that he looks like he is not the same as those people there, so he just makes him serve as food for Brother Dazi!"

Liu Shun wailed,

"I didn't lie to you. I really didn't lie to you. Don't kill me. I can take you there..."

"Lao Wang, what's going on today? You're so irritable," Li Cang signaled Lao Wang to be calm, "I'll ask you, Liu Shun, right? You just mentioned the 8,000 resettlement camp and more than 1,000 islands. What about the track cycle? How did you escape the derailment sanctions?"

Liu Shun widened his eyes in shock, and he didn't even care about the blood from his head flowing into his eyes.

"Difficult... have you been following the track? For more than a month...and still survived?!"

Li Cang and the other two looked at each other,

“What’s the problem?”

Liu Shun's expression seemed to have seen a ghost. She shivered for a few times before asking carefully.

"A few big guys, can I ask, how long has it been since you visited the forum?"

Li Cang pinched his fingers and calculated.

"About a week or two."

Liu Shun swallowed his saliva,

"All those who went on the track died. Really, there has not been a person on the forum who has lived on the track for 10 days."

“Is there any basis?”

"Yes, recently, several experts have added several functions to the forum. The forum has been upgraded, and everyone has deducted half a coin. Now there are more detailed search, statistics and death cancellation functions on the forum. By the way, there are also identity distinctions, such as the name of the stripper is black, the subordinate is green, etc. Then someone specializes in counting what each poster is doing on the forum every day, whether to stay or navigate or go on track..."

“Continue.”

"... Therefore, many people post every day to record their lives. After all, this is the only thing that can leave traces of survival. Those who post on track have a 100% cancellation rate for those who stop updating. In other words, everyone who updates are alive. No one has died and cancelled because of other reasons!"

Since it was circulated on the forum, although Li Cang was surprised, he didn't plan to ask again. After all, everyone has this thing, just watch it slowly when they are free.

He pointed to the group of people who looked unnatural,

"Where are they? Who are they?"

"Borrowers," Liu Shundao, "they are all betrayers who sell the empty island to the resettlement camp bosses."

Li Cang and Li Lace looked at each other.

I feel like things have begun to develop in a strange direction...

Lao Wang was so suffocated by the thunder, and even stuttered a little.
Chapter completed!