My Fish Pond in the City Connects Thousands of Worlds

Seeing the bullet first and then hearing the gunshot is enough to prove that the person who fired is far enough away from himself.

With such a long distance and so many trees as obstacles, he was able to accurately hit him in front of him, and Wilder knew that the guy who shot could be regarded as a gunslinger.

Chen Feng jumped back violently, and at the same time looked in the direction of the bullet, but he couldn't see anything. After a while, a figure sprinted in front of the two of them like a leopard on the tree, and then Chen Feng saw who was coming. appearance.

A man wearing a pair of long-washed white tactical jeans and a long-sleeved dark green shirt with tactical camouflage painted on his upper body. He carried a Barrett sniper rifle on his back. Although he was not tall, he looked very tall. Although he couldn't see his complexion, Chen Feng could still tell that he was of Asian descent through his black pupils and facial contours.

"Go back to where you came from! This is not where you should come!" the Asian said coldly.

Chen Feng was also a person who received a day's English education from Wilder, so he understood his general meaning, so he organized the language in his mind and prepared to communicate with him in his broken English.

Wilder nodded repeatedly and said: "Yes, yes, we will not interfere with you, we will take a detour."

"Go back." The man said coldly.

Chen Feng held Wilder who was about to speak and said in broken English: "I go buy it, you go! You go biubiubiu me?"

The man was stunned for a moment before he realized that what Chen Feng said was that I took my Yangguan Road and you took your bridge, why did you shoot me?After thinking about it, he couldn't help laughing out loud, this guy is really talented!

He couldn't help but put down the gun he picked up and asked in Chinese: "Hua people? No one can speak your Chinglish except Hua people."

"Oh, shit! Fellow countryman!" Chen Feng was so excited that he wanted to rush forward and give this fellow countryman a warm hug.

After all, in this foreign country, meeting people who are also from China is really very cordial, and there is a feeling of teary eyes when a fellow countryman sees a fellow countryman.

But this Asian man didn't feel tears at all, instead he took two steps back cautiously to avoid Chen Feng's embrace, as if he was wary of Chen Feng's back shot.

"Go back! Manhattan is not where you should be." The man reiterated again in Chinese.

Chen Feng asked curiously: "Why? We are here to save people. We heard that there was a plague in the Manhattan shelter, so we wanted to see what we could do to help."

The man said directly: "You can't help! Where are you going back and forth from? And you are not from other shelters. I only warned you for the sake of making a living outside. "

"Oh." Chen Feng responded, and asked again: "Hey, brother, what's your name? Where are you from? I'm from Shucheng City, Central Shu Province, and my name is Chen Feng. Or you can see that you are all Chinese. For your sake, tell me why you can't come here?"

It would be fine if this was a person from another country, this happened to be a Chinese, and this kind of intimacy was especially obvious in this foreign country, especially in such a bad situation.

At this time, the man raised his gun again and pointed it at Chen Feng's forehead, and said in a word: "You are also a Chinese, I will teach you two principles, it is best not to trust others casually and reveal your own when you are outside. Information. As well as hanging around outside, you must always have your own bottom line, and the reason I don’t tell you is to abide by my bottom line.”

A cold sweat broke out on Chen Feng's forehead. The feeling of having a large caliber sniper rifle directly on his forehead really made Chen Feng never want to experience it again in his life.

He nodded again and again, and he didn't have the momentum when he was fighting the Shu King with his life.

After seeing Chen Feng nodding, the man put down the gun, then patted Wilder on the shoulder and said, "I met you two years ago. You came to a Manhattan shelter to seek life, but you were rejected. We took it in, but we robbed it again, right?"

Wilde didn't dare to take a breath at this time, his thighs were frightened by the black muzzle of the gun, how could he dare to be presumptuous, and seeing the speed of this guy coming and the movement when he raised the gun, it was obvious that he It is also a mutant who has been mutated by the influence of aura-like energy.

He had no choice but to nod repeatedly and said, "Thanks to Mr. for taking care of me, I was spared my life. After I went to Brooklyn, I was rejected by the refuge again, and I survived in the wild."

The man nodded and said, "It's a bit of a skill to be able to live in the wild for two years. You brought this Chinese man with you. Take good care of him. After all, there are still many Chinese living on this continent."

In the end, the man took out a piece of homemade barbecue from his backpack, handed it to Chen Feng and Wilder and said, "Go back."

Chen Feng took the piece of barbecue, thinking that this man is not bad, he will give him something to eat, he must return the gift, so he took out a box of canned food from his backpack and handed it to the man.

At this moment, the man's gaze froze, and his gaze gradually shifted from the canned food to Chen Feng's sincere face.

It seems that he really wants to exchange food with himself!

At this moment, a thin bead of sweat had already appeared on Wilder's forehead, and he seemed to have anticipated the serious consequences.

The man shifted his gaze to Wilde's forehead covered in cold sweat again, he couldn't help but smile, took the box of canned food, and asked Chen Feng casually: "There are still some good ones, where did the canned food come from? I really underestimated you."

It was only then that Chen Feng realized that what he did was wrong. The man in front of him was still like a mystery, but now he revealed his true self, and judging from the communication between Wilder and him just now, this guy is still murdering and stealing money. business.

As the saying goes, good fortune is not exposed, but now it is not only exposed, but also targeted by robbers.

Chapter 718 Is He A Good Man?

Chapter 718 Is He A Good Man?

The man looked at Chen Feng who was also in a cold sweat, he smiled, showing two rows of white teeth, took the box of canned food, turned and left.

"Thank you, I'll keep the canned food. Think about the truth I just told you. I'll give you another old Chinese saying, don't be afraid of being stolen by thieves, but be afraid of being missed by thieves. I will miss your things!"

As the voice dissipated, the man finally disappeared in front of the two of them.

Chen Feng and Wilder breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and Wilder couldn't help but blame: "Mr. Chen Feng, I know that you feel very cordial when you meet a native, but the current society and the current era is an era where the weak prey on the strong. You’re taking out the old-fashioned reciprocity and reciprocity with fellow villagers, do you know that you nearly harmed both of us?”

Chen Feng nodded guiltily. He is a young man who has never been out of Chenjia Village. At most, he just went to Shu City to deliver fish and shrimp. How could he know these ways.

Now he understood it, and wrote down what the Chinese man said. Although he still didn't quite understand what the second reason meant, he had already firmly recorded the first one in his heart.

"Can I trust you?" Chen Feng murmured, but he always felt that the person just now could be trusted.

"It's over, it's over, let's get out of here quickly, and don't go to Brooklyn. Find a place to hide, and don't let him find out what we are hiding." Wilder was in a hurry at this time.

But Chen Feng said with some dismay: "He probably won't? Maybe he was just scaring us. Didn't he give us back the food?"

"Why not, it's because you don't know their character!" Wilder curled his lips, expressing his disdain for Chen Feng's innocence.

He couldn't wait to tell Chen Feng what these mercenaries did after that catastrophe, but he suddenly realized that what he knew seemed to have already told Chen Feng.

Now that he knew everything and still had fantasies in his heart, no amount of persuasion would help.

But he didn't know whether Chen Feng didn't show his true strength just now, or the other party didn't give him any chance to let him show his strength.

Wilder didn't know, but Chen Feng knew very well that such a heavy and large sniper rifle, just now the man was able to aim it at his forehead with just one hand, and if he wanted to fire, He knew that he might not be able to escape.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng felt chills in his heart. It seemed that he really wasn't that bad. He didn't want to kill himself. He really did it for the sake of the people of the country!

Wilder interrupted Chen Feng's homesickness caused by that mercenary, and said, "Let's get out of here quickly, those mercenaries must have some big moves against those hunting teams, don't get us involved." .

Although you are very powerful, you are still not enough to look at those mercenary killers who have been baptized by war. Didn't you see the speed of that guy raising his gun just now?As long as he kills us, we will be the meat on his stick! "

Chen Feng stood there blankly, wanting to justify something, but thinking that if he went back, he seemed to lose his goal again.

In fact, he didn't have any goals at all. The temporary goal was lost because of the escape of the Brooklyn hunting team, and now the way to the Manhattan refuge was blocked by that guy.

So Chen Feng didn't know what to do. He was a stubborn person, since he had no goal, let's continue with the original goal!

"Go around that guy, I want to see what those mercenaries want to do and why they want to stop us." Chen Feng gritted his teeth and said.

"Mr. Chen Feng, Mr. Chen, Chen Feng! This is not a serious matter! Don't you think it is more important?" Wilder persuaded.

Chen Feng looked at Wilder and asked, "Are you afraid?"

Wilde nodded and said, "Of course! I am no longer who I used to be. If I were in the Middle Ages, I wouldn't be afraid of these guys! So let's not touch the mold of these people."