super predator system

Chapter 105 Drug dealer and strange fragrance

Although he didn't seem to have discovered Ye Ren yet, Ye Ren felt that the other party probably wouldn't like him.

Ye Ren thought for a while, out of curiosity, he still chose to move on, but the location changed. Ye Ren looked left and right, then picked a nearby tree, rubbed it lightly Climb up, and then through the dense canopy of the rainforest, we approached this somewhat mysterious camp little by little.

After approaching the camp, Ye Ren began to observe the place carefully.

The camp doesn't look that big, except for five or six people who are on guard outside, there are only a dozen people sitting and resting in the camp. A campfire is burning quietly, surrounded by a circle of sharpened wood. There are some meat and mushrooms on it, and several tin cans are heated on the fire, exuding a tempting aroma. Three or two people are playing with the barbecue, and the rest are wiping themselves. Shiny pistols, or polishing a pair of shining hunting knives, it doesn't look like a group of good people.

But after seeing the knives in these people's hands, Ye Ren's eyes suddenly brightened.

"Naruda, you said it's okay for us to make it so big this time?" Just when Ye Ren was about to steal a knife or something in the middle of the night, one of the men who was cleaning his gun suddenly opened his mouth and said to the side Get up: "Although those aborigines really deserve to die, those people outside seem to be quite concerned about them."

"They care about a shit, Varro."

The man named Naruda sneered disdainfully, then took out a cigarette and lit it, took a deep breath and said slowly: "We just need to drill into this forest, who the fuck can catch us? "

"That's right, Varo, why are you acting like a woman? You'll be laughed at by the boss."

After hearing Naruda's words, the rest of the people also began to echo, and there was a burst of laughter in the camp.

"Fake, I'm just asking." After being ridiculed for a while, Varo's face turned red, and he said angrily: "It's not that I killed the most natives. Dare to laugh at me!"

"It's just that this group of native women are far worse than the previous ones."

A strong man with two scars on his face shook his head, with a very regretful expression on his face: "It's really not as good as that American girl I met in the woods before."

"Haha, Han Rui, isn't it you? If you didn't play her to death, wouldn't we have more fun these days?"

After hearing Han Rui's complaint, a group of people started to boo again, and even two of the men took out a pack of white powder and started to inhale it with some crude tools, and then they looked very happy. As for the two packs Ye Ren, who was hiding in the tree, clearly knew what the white powder was, and until now, he finally understood what the group of people he met was.

If you guessed right, it should be a drug dealer hiding in the Amazon jungle.

Although Ye Ren was a little disgusted with these people, he didn't feel angry because of what they said, or suddenly jumped down with a sense of justice and tried to kill each other. In fact, this world is like this, and the jungle It is also a place where the weak prey on the strong. If you want to feel the nature, please go to those forest parks. If you insist on drilling in a dangerous place like the Amazon jungle, then no one can blame others for any accidents. Even without these drug dealers, the Amazon jungle Ubiquitous poisonous insects, deadly pythons and various dangerous beasts threaten the lives of all intruders at all times.

Even Ye Ren, who has evolved to an almost inhuman state, will almost be fatally injured if he is careless.

So Ye Ren doesn't really care much about what these drug dealers are doing. He can leave quietly now, but he really doesn't have a knife in his hand now, so he plans to stay for a while to see if there is a chance. of.

Ye Ren was still thinking about whether to stay or not, but the drug dealers over there had already started chatting again:

"The aborigines were also quite interesting. You didn't see their expressions after I killed a kid." Han Rui picked up the hot can, regardless of the fact that the liquid food inside was very hot, and picked up a small metal spoon to scoop it up. He picked up a spoonful and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing and saying vaguely: "When we slaughtered them almost, the chief actually took out a small jar and tried to hit me. It’s so funny, did he think it was a grenade in his hand?”

"Haha, I guess his pig brain can't even understand things like guns?"

Naruda on the side also laughed along with him, reached out and took a stick pierced with meat, cut off a piece of grilled slightly burnt meat with a sharp knife, and stuffed it indiscriminately. In his mouth: "I really like to see the expressions of these stupid pigs after being injected with white powder."

"Yes."

Han Rui also nodded, and devoured a can of steaming liquid food, then took out a pot from his waist pocket, and found an old pottery-colored jar that was about one size smaller than his fist. It was stuffed with a worn oak stopper, and it was thrown to Naruda: "Naruda, show you my booty, the little jar that idiot used to throw me."

"Ok?"

Naruda took the small jar casually while eating the meat: "Why is this thing still plugged, didn't you open it?"

"You have to know that this thing is too tight. The oak cork is a bit rotten, and it will fall off like slag if you force it, so I don't bother to open it for the time being, but there seems to be nothing inside. I shook it and the inside There was no sound or feeling at all.”

After eating the hot canned food, Han Rui lazily explained, then lit a cigarette and took a puff comfortably: "Oh, this cigarette is really exciting."

"You lazy bastard."

Naruda laughed and cursed, then took his own knife and directly inserted it into the cork.

The sharp blade easily pierced through the decayed oak, and after Naruda's wrist twisted in the cork, the entire cork instantly shattered into a large pile of black wood slag, and with After the jar was opened, a very pleasant fragrance emanated from the clay jar, covering the entire camp almost instantly.

(End of this chapter)