Chapter 627

"Look, that's what I always say - make the best of everything." Looking at the blood splashing on the sea, grey beard smiled contentedly.

At the moment, he is standing on the deck of the submarine, enjoying a "shark show" with a happy face.

And the main character of this show Apart from a few sharks attracted by the smell of blood, it is naturally cracked and purulent.

The rock star never dreamed of The cause of his death would be - he was shot several holes by a pirate with a musket and then thrown into the sea to feed the fish.

"I hate hippies." When the cracked pus was gone and the shark was gone, gray beard shook the hook of his right hand and said, "I'd rather use a dozen hippies for a dog that can brush the deck."

"But I remember you said You hate dogs... " One of the crew standing by took over.

"Well?" Gray beard slightly turned his head and stared at the man, "boy What's your name? "

"Er My name is Butch, captain. " Butch's expression suddenly regained, "please don't kill me, captain."

"Bah!" Gray beard a crooked head, spit, "I like that kind of random killing people?"

He didn't lose his voice, but he listened

"Ah -" a scream suddenly rang from afar.

Gray beard and bookie heard the sound and saw a crew member who was using a sponge mop to brush the deck, who happened to be spitting in his eyes and fell on all fours.

"See? Butch. Gray beard froze for two seconds, then straightened his face and turned to Buchi road. "It's a good idea to let the dog brush the deck."

"Yes The captain is wise. " Butch nodded.

"Hum..." Gray beard snorted coldly, and said, "OK, Booky, please call the chief mate. I have something to discuss with him."

"Aye, aye, private R!" Butch shouted for it, then turned and ran away.

Waiting for the other party to go far, grey beard shook his head. Shrugged his shoulders and muttered, "well Which son of a bitch was responsible for calling up sailors when we last landed... " He raised his left hand, pinched his fingers and said, "Tom, Jerry, and Booky (all three names are roles in cat and mouse)..." What's next? Tek? I'm a drug lord, not a peddler... "

As he was talking to himself, chief mate Max Gray was on deck.

"Dad, what can I do for you?" Max walked quickly to grey beard and asked in his tender voice.

"Yes, son." Gray beard replied, "Tom, they have come back from the investigation."

"What? So fast? " Earlier, when Tom and they returned, Max was not on deck. So there is a question.

"Well..." Gray beard said, "after they went through the sand and into the woods, they immediately found a man, and Many surveillance cameras. " He paused, "so they caught the man and turned back."

"Oh..." Max nodded and asked, "what about people?"

"I threw it into the sea to feed the fish." Grey beard said.

"Ah?" Max's face changed slightly. "Then Did you ask me anything? "

"Yes." Grey beard felt his beard. "His name is John Winston. Cracked pus."

"Ha?" Max turned his head sideways. "Is this the same name as the lead singer of the cleaver?"

"Cleaver?" Gray beard froze for two seconds, "Oh, you say those hippies?" Then, subconsciously, he turned to look at the sea. "Um... Say it The split pus that I just threw down to feed the fish is also a hippie... "

Hearing this, an ominous feeling came into Max's mind: "Daddy, what does that man look like Can you describe it? "

"About thirty years old. It's a white man; light brown eyes, brown hair, hair and dress I'm not sure. It's hippies anyway. " Grey beard said.

"Ha ha..." Max giggled twice. "No way..." His eyes twinkled and his brain flew. After more than ten seconds, he suddenly widened his eyes and said, "Daddy! You just said Tom, they found a lot of cameras on the island? "

"Well, yes." Grey beard asked, "what's the matter?"

Max didn't answer, or He was not ready for an answer.

The next second, Max turned and ran back into the submarine. His father, who only had a strange face, stood alone on the deck.

About five minutes later, Max was back with a tablet in his hand.

"See for yourself." He turned the computer screen around and held it up in front of his father.

Grey beard took over the computer with one hand, looked at it for a few seconds, then looked down and asked, "is that Hippie so famous?" He curled his mouth in chagrin. "I knew that He should be kept and ransom or something

"Don't worry, Dad, there are so many famous people on the island who can make you hostage." Max turned his face and looked at the island. "I already know what's going on in this island..."

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The words are divided into two parts. I can't feel it here.

After getting the [PI] from clamers, he embarked on his own "journey of challenge".

And the first thing he did was shoot birds.

It's obvious that [shooting an ornithoptera animal with a long-range attack (without any traps)] is the simplest of the five branches. Just raise your hand and the task will be completed.

However, in practical operation, a problem was found soon.

"Well..." Brother Jue raised his head, looked at a branch that he had shot off, and said, "because it's not his body So it's useless to be a shooting expert... "

Yes, this is the problem he faces

Although Jue GE's shooting expertise is not so good, he still has a C-level. He can hit something within seven or eight meters with a catapult. There is still some accuracy.

But now He uses Stephen carbon's body. The various abilities of this body can't be "refined" naturally. So... Whether we can hit the target or not depends on our own operation.

Simply put He's like hitting things with a slingshot in the real world. If you want to hit, you have to aim at a good angle, calculate the strength, and aim at the accuracy You even have to think about the response of the target and the direction of the wind.

"Not good The size of birds is generally small, and most of them stay high... " As Feng was searching for the next target, he said, "if you are too close, the target may fly away, but if you are too far away, it is very difficult to hit..."

"Dodo -- dodo --"

suddenly, two strange calls came into brother Jue's ear and interrupted his thoughts.

Maybe it's coincidence, maybe it's luck, maybe it's fate, maybe it's the halo of the protagonist In a word, at the moment when Feng was in trouble, miracles It appears.

With those two cries, a strange big bird came out of the forest.

Yes, the bird "walked out" because it couldn't fly at all.

Feng could not help but recognize the animal at a glance. He could not help blurting out: "dodo is one of the most famous extinct animals except dinosaurs. Dodo is big, slow and can't fly. They have lived on the island of Mauritius for millions of years, and they are safe. But less than a hundred years after it was discovered, it was completely destroyed by human killing and other human activities? "

The one in front of brother Jue is indeed a dodo. Its whole body feathers are blue gray, and its abdomen color is light; its beak is like a vulture, slightly black; its wings are short and unable to fly; its legs are thick and yellow, like two lengthened chicken feet. And its most remarkable feature is There is a cluster of curled feathers on the hips. Combined with its simple and blunt image, it is very cute.

"Dodo - dodo -" the dodo, like hearing brother Jue's words, raised his head and shouted at him twice.

"Here..." Feng hesitated. "Hasn't the Dodo in this universe been extinct yet..."

Chueh Ge is not an animal protectionist, but occasionally he will have a casual, inexplicable, and whistling kindness (which should have been the case when he adopted Arthas). Besides... He knows a little about such a famous animal as dodo. So at this time, his mood It's like seeing a panda. Even if he knows what he should do (next) or kill (hand), he will consider and act again.

"Alas No way, who let you bird... " Nearly ten seconds later, juega's ideological struggle ended. Then he bent over and grabbed a small piece of soil and put it in the leather pocket of the slingshot.

After putting the ammunition, Chueh Ge stood up again, then he lifted his left arm to the side and pulled the bow with his right arm to make the bow tilt to a 45 degree angle with the horizontal.

His "oblique straight arm swing" is an easy to master and stable catapult. Of course A correct posture is just the foundation. That's not to say that you'll be able to do everything with a standard posture.

"Whoo Such a big goal, a distance of about seven meters, is an opportunity... " He straightened the rubber band and aimed at it properly One challenge is over... "

Speaking of the word "finish", his right hand had been released and shot. When the little piece of mud flew out of the leather bag, it suddenly changed into a round light bomb in the air, emitting yellow light.

Two seconds later, there was only a bang. The light bullet hit The ground.

“dodo？” The Dodo turned to look at the pit one meter away from him and called out in a rising tone. Then he shook his fat body and ran into the forest again.

"Cut Did you miss... " Feng's expression didn't show much disappointment. He just collected the slingshot calmly and said, "forget it It's providence. Let's do something else first. " After that, he whistled and set off again (to be continued.. ）Genius a second to remember this website www.biquga.com, the fastest updated novel website!