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Chapter 219 Is this the sacrificial altar?

I saw a man hanging upside down on the stone tablet. The man was covered in vain and had a huge wound on his neck. He was bleeding drop by drop. It was no wonder that this man was the lost companion of this group of foreigners!

These foreigners were obviously frightened, and their faces were pale and as if they were betrayed.

Wang Ping was already standing beside me and hurriedly helped me and walked to the side.

"Dead Sea, this is obviously killed by the indigenous people. I just didn't expect that their killing methods would be so bloody. What should we do next?"

Bai Wei, who was standing beside me, also saw the scene in front of me, muttering, "I think we should leave quickly. This foreigner has been killed. Let's continue to stay here, what good fruit will we eat? This group of people are obviously a demon who kills people without blinking. He is killing people, what kind of memorial service are we doing? Let's stay here and wait for others to come and kill them?"

Among the group of foreigners, a man with a beard was already trembling and standing up. His face was pale and his eyes were full of sorrow. He came to the man with tears in his eyes and untied the man from the upside-down pile of stones.

The male colleague explained to us that this group of foreigners said they wanted to take this person back and could not let him die in such a desolate place no matter what.

We have found this person and it is understandable to take him away. What Bai Wei said is right. We cannot continue to stay here, otherwise no one knows what the matter will develop further.

"Let's go now, the faster the better, and then be careful about the movements around you."

The group of foreigners carefully took the foreign man down and put it on the ground. I took the torch and looked at his face. His eyes were already protruding, and he looked particularly terrifying.

I untied it and lay it flat on the ground. I realized that he had drawn strange symbols with red objects on his chest. I didn't understand what this meant, but no matter what it meant, we came out and died again this time. This was not good news for us.

The group of foreigners obviously had no choice but to accept the death of their companions. They carefully took off their clothes and covered the foreign man. Then they tied two wooden sticks to the vines to make a very simple stretcher, and placed the dead foreign man on it.

Our group almost started walking outside from this woods without stopping.

The scene just now reminded me of it, and I was scared. As I walked, I looked at Wang Ping and said in a low voice: "When we go out, let's go back to the camp first and continue walking forward. It is a pressure for anyone. After all, there is a person dead now. Let's talk about it until this matter is calmed down for a while."

Wang Ping also nodded: "I feel so too. Moreover, we don't know what the situation is in the camp these past ten days. Only Chen Jian and a group of women were left. I was a little uneasy there."

We were discussing and walking outside. Not long after we walked, a sound suddenly came from the woods, like a whistle, very long and sharp.

I was stunned, and the crowd around me immediately panicked. My colleagues who were originally scattered on both sides and were alert to the movements around me, all surrounded us one by one.

The group of foreigners had even pale faces. The foreign bearded man immediately came to me and said something in a very low voice.

The male colleague who followed him said, "He said it would be the indigenous people who have been hiding in the dark to attack us. Now that we are leaving, we are planning to take action?"

"I don't know this, but this whistle is definitely not a good sign. Let's not worry about it for now. It's important to go out quickly! Wang Ping, look at the sign leading the team in front, I'll break the back!"

Wang Ping nodded, and I pulled a more powerful foreigner and walked at the end of the crowd.

Fortunately, these foreigners finally understood what a down-and-out phoenix is ​​worse than a chicken, and handed me the best gun in their team.

The two of us followed the crowd, carefully retreating for about half an hour, but still did not leave the woods.

According to my previous memory, after walking for so long, even if we couldn't retreat from the woods, we should have already walked to the side, but the pedestrian team in front had no intention of stopping.

I was about to ask what was wrong with Wang Ping, but the crowd suddenly became chaotic. I saw that the person who was walking forward suddenly stopped and then retreated. I was so scared that I immediately turned my head to look with a gun.

Then I realized that a fire was appearing not far away. Wang Ping opened his hand like an old hen protecting his cub, holding a gun in his hand, and holding a torch in his other hand, waiting for the battle.

I immediately walked to Wang Ping and looked forward with a frown.

Judging from my calculation distance, the light of the torches is about three or four hundred meters away from us. Because the sky has already darkened completely, the light looks particularly dazzling. We hold the light in our hands. We can see the light of their torches, which means they will definitely be able to see the light of our torches.

In this way, the torches we hold now are not weapons to save lives, but have become disaster-prone things.

But at this time, I cannot let everyone extinguish the torch, because once there is no light, our situation will only become worse.

"Everyone squats down and doesn't make a sound!"

I immediately let everyone gather in a circle, and then squatted down on the spot. The group of foreigners placed the dead foreign man in the crowd, and each of them picked up the guns in their hands, including the pointed fork we were sitting before, looking alert but frightened at the situation ahead.

We didn't dare to move, and we didn't even dare to breathe, but the firelights were as if they were intentional, becoming closer and closer to us.

Wang Ping, who was standing beside him, had nervous veins swelling.

I patted his hand and shook my head at him: "We have always wanted to calm down and find Yang Rui and the others, and then ask for a result. But in this situation, in this case, we cannot be safe if we want peace. Since that's the case, even if we really come and want to besiege us, we might as well give it a try and fight with them. Everyone has two arms and two legs. If we really sacrifice our lives, can we still suffer a loss?"

I made up my mind and wanted to fight them desperately, and the shaking firelights were getting closer and closer to us at this time. (To be continued)
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