Chapter 206： Real Warriors (Three/Three)

"Damn it, why didn't you stand up just now to stop him?" Seeing Dr. Shan's face reluctantly being dragged to change clothes by someone, Weaver angrily asked the men who were dealing with the giant bull monster's corpse .

"First of all, Dr. Shan himself did not fight desperately!" Conrad severely cut on the front leg of the bull with a short knife, cutting through the fur with great effort.

"Secondly, do you think that with the means of that man just now, if the few of us really stand up and stop it, we can stop it?"

Conrad rubbed the tiger's mouth angrily. Even cutting the corpse of such a huge bull monster took him a lot of effort, and the other party killed the thing with just a wave of his hand.

He calculated it silently. The gap in force between them and the other party was like the difference between the United States and a certain African tribe. If it really angered each other, except for the two women, everyone else would not want to live. Gotta come down.

As an expert on survival in the wild, Conrad understands the principle of the weak eating the weak better than anyone, and he doesn't want to lose his life for inexplicable reasons.

"Coward, you let Dr. Shan face the devil alone because you were afraid of each other. It's a shame for you guys!" Weaver cursed uncontrollably.

At the moment when feminism is emerging, Weaver, as a representative of the feminist anti-war faction, has a large number of so-called fans even in New York, but when it comes to the so-called female rights, she will stand out as a vanguard.

Just now someone pulled Dr. Shan into the bush under the guise of changing clothes. Although everyone can't see the situation there, they can guess what's going on with their toes!

"The two of them are in the bushes over there, and according to the swing of the canopy, it can be seen that the two of them have been in that position and have not moved. If you really feel angry, you should go directly to the other party and argue with each other instead of here. We are angry!" Conrad spoke indifferently.

Although it is said that when he came, he and the photographer had a good opinion of each other, but it did not mean that he needed to be scolded by the other party.

If you really want to be angry, go find that oriental man to vent! What are you looking for?

"Do you think I didn't dare?" Weaver was so angry that this man was really bullying and afraid of hardships. He didn't dare to resist the Oriental for the sake of feminist rights. Now he came to accuse him of not being a shame among men.

How did I feel that the other party was pretty good when I was blind?

"What are you doing?" Seeing Weaver rushing towards the bush with an angry expression, Conrad quickly grabbed her.

"Go find that **** theory, what does he think of women!" Weaver looked upright. As an anti-war feminist, she never feared any enemy.

After all, she has the so-called political correctness aura added to her body. Whenever she appears in public, everyone will automatically retreat.

"You are crazy, this is not New York, nor is it Washington, do you think you can't kill people by the other party's methods?" Conrad roared in a low voice, this woman's brain is a bit abnormal?

The guy's eyes were completely indifferent just now. Conrad was sure that as long as his party showed a slight idea of ​​resisting the other party, the other party would definitely kill them all without hesitation!

After all, this mission has nothing to do with this group of people. If they don't hinder Li Qingyuan from completing the mission, he will naturally not bother to pay attention to this group of NPCs, but if these people do not live or die, then he will naturally not be merciless.

Don’t think that he looks like Rocky and Aunt Marvel. If you look like Black Widow or Hill, it might be useful. If you look like Aunt Marvel, what good is it?

"Cowards are afraid of death. Real warriors dare to face all kinds of dangers!" Weaver took a mouthful of disdain, thinking that the old lady was scared?

Do you know how the position of the women's rights leader of the anti-war patriarch came from? It had been threatened and even slandered. The politicians in Washington couldn't scare me. An Oriental just wanted to scare himself. I didn't know what to say!

Seeing the mess of the opponent's head, Conrad could only sigh helplessly, why didn't you listen to people's persuasion!

In the past, you used to find the other party to theorize that it was nothing to do with meat buns and dogs.

In his heart, the heavens and the humans fought, and seeing Weaver's appearance, he would definitely not be able to persuade him, but if she was really lucky, she might be left to change clothes together. If he is not lucky, maybe he can give her directly. Offer flowers!

It's just that Conrad hesitated, and Weaver broke free of his arm and rushed directly towards the bush.

"Damn!" Conrad cursed helplessly, and ran towards Weaver as he shouted.

"Weaver, stop, don't run!"

He yelled very loudly on purpose, just to remind two guys who were changing clothes in the woods that someone was coming.

After all, he didn't want to be mutilated because he saw something that shouldn't be seen. It would be too wrong to die like that!

Weaver walked quickly towards the bushes, and she decided to let the other party know how good she was.

Even if the other party may have some magical means, Weaver believes that justice is on his side and God will bless himself.

Justice will prevail, right?

But before she was halfway there, Weaver felt an inexplicable heart palpitation.

"Get down!"

Conrad yelled at her from behind.

Weaver didn't even think about it to kneel directly on the ground. Although she was a radical anti-war feminist, she had been on the battlefield for several years. She still had the most basic survival experience.

A fishy wind glided above her, and then there was a continuous burst of gunfire!

Milky white blood floated from above and directly showered Weaver.

"Do you want it?" Conrad quickly ran two steps to Weaver's side and asked her up.

"No... it's okay!" Weaver gritted his teeth and stopped the trembling. Less than two meters beside her, a monster full of rhinoceros was still struggling.

All of Conrad's shuttle bullets had penetrated into the monster's body just now. If absolutely any animal was killed in the outside world, the power of guns on this island was not as great as imagined.

The monster that fell on the ground was obviously not dead. It looked a lot like the Velociraptor restored by scientists, but its head looked like a wolf head.

The monster's spine was covered with sharp thorns, gleaming in the sunlight.

If I was a little slower just now, I would definitely have been dismembered by this monster now!

"hiss!"

But before she had time to rejoice, she saw several such monsters popping out of the grass.