Chapter 127 What you say doesn't count (13)

In Oliver's eyes, the man standing in front of him at this time was undoubtedly mysterious and terrifying.

Whether it was his silent attack on everyone on the island before, or the big sword that still dripped from his own blood, all of which proved that this was a guy who killed people without blinking.

It is very likely that it is even more exaggerated than Slade himself.

Wearing a close-fitting double-breasted long windbreaker, no buttons or straps, it looks a bit out of place and prefers the outfits of some ancient clergy.

The same black but long pants show that this person does not pay much attention to the appearance and style.

Under her feet are black wide-headed Gaobang leather shoes, with the same black laces tied in fine shape, and dark black stains can be seen on it...

That's blood.

It must be blood.

What made Oliver care even more was his face.

Then look with them~

So, while following, Lin Neng was pollution-free for nature, killing all the way, and soon found their base camp with blood guidance.

Then, Lynn tried to build a balance of harmony and interdependence through peaceful means and politeness as a stepping stone.

Tsk.

When your blood and energy blew over, it seemed like you had just walked out of the slaughterhouse. You held a big sword of blood that had been dripping with dozens of kilograms and pointed it at me. You said you were a good person, you said you had no malice...

However, looking at the three arrows in his hand, Lynn felt that Oliver was a little overreacting.

“I have no intention of knowing where you come from.”

Oliver's heart sinks again, breathing slowly, staring at the three arrows in the other person's hand.

As soon as Lynn got off the boat, when he first stepped on the beach by the sea, there were three more people who pointed guns at him without saying a word.

Isn’t it just scaring you? Just aiming three arrows in your eyes. This person is too fierce.

When Oliver was observing Lynn, Lynn was also observing Oliver.

…………………………………………

Oliver didn't say anything, just adjusted the angle of the arrow.

Let’s take a look at Oliver’s current outfit.

Not only did these guys say nothing, but they were also filled with the indifference and numbness of being brainwashed.

"My name is Lynn, from the beautiful Gotham, it was a peace...

Just like, he couldn't believe that someone could grab him three arrows with one hand at such a close distance.

Like a raving-hearted patient.

Then do you still use nonsense? Except for the high-end NPC with different dresses, you can kill the rest.

Yes, there are many other things worthy of attention, such as how he appeared here? Why did he kill those mercenaries? Is it out of personal grudges or simply a desire to kill?

How did he attack so many people, but rarely let the other party react and make a sound?

How could he still appear behind him quietly holding such a heavy sword?

What's going on with that talking cat?!

Wait... There are so many problems...

And the fact is just as Lynn thought.

Mad. He spoke with his mouth and used politeness as a stepping stone to make it obvious that he was not using any more.

Forehead……

Could such a guy come to silence him, the person who should have died with the shipwreck?

As a forest magician, Lynn felt that with his ability, it should not be so difficult to find someone on such an island full of trees.

He is definitely the top level of human beings.

Oliver almost couldn't help but lift the arrow up and shot three arrows into the other person's face.

They are like searching for something missing on the island on a large scale, or someone hiding on the island.

The sea water surging tides, and the waves washed away. Soon, the seaside returned to its previous quietness and harmony, and a prosperous natural style.

Meanwhile, Lynn also saw four other guns in the woods pointing at his gun.

This sentence seemed to remind Lynn, and he rescued the other party from the low pressure. He left the big hole he kicked out of, smiled and clapped his hands, pointed at Oliver and said, "I'm for you.

Come on, as long as you get you back, I will leave here.”

Forget it, to be precise, I am from Arkham, Arkham is the largest in Gotham...

Fark.”

Lynn's speech was a little bit bigger, and someone lowered the gun a inch.

really……

"What I want to know is why you came and how can you get out of here."

Lynn slowly moved the sword until the tip of the sword pointed at Oliver's head, and then slowly spoke: "Friend, I have no malice. Believe me, I am a good person."

As a result, he saw a man stalking behind the corner of the wall, wearing a green linen cloak.

For a moment, looking at the soldiers who didn't say a word, but just looked at him with cold muzzles and eyes, Lin En thought in a trance that he had arrived in Vietnam.

After contributing a wave of nitrogen, phosphorus and potassium that had been digested for three years to nature, Lin Neng decisively drew out his great sword.

Except for a few lucky guys who changed shifts on the main film and met at the corner, Lynn did not let the other party react or fight during the whole process.

However, these people obviously have no idea of ​​playing house with Lynn.

While Oliver suddenly spoke, he slowly raised the unraveled bow in his hand, pointing the arrow at Lynn's face.

Lynn chose to use a hammer.

If there are all such guys guarding this island, the questioning program can be directly removed.

It was a face without facial features, like a thick layer of leather. It was thought of the dead mercenaries I had just seen, and some strange stories I had heard before. Oliver faintly hid his eyes.

Some disgusting and violent stomach twitching.

When I first arrived on this island, there were people everywhere, not the kind of person who was like tourists, wearing bright and colorful clothes, holding drinks in his hands and flowers hanging around his neck.

The words are completely inconsistent and I can't understand what the meaning is.

With his slightly lowered head, his eyes were pale, like a lion, and the bow and arrows buckled on his hand, Lin Neng had reason to suspect that this guy might have completely degenerated into a special code from Warrior Lin.

After stopping the kitten from stomping on his newly bought clothes with his bloody claws and ordering him to wash his claws, Lynn took a detour and looked for a possible high-end NPC.

Great, just a fire~

So, Lin En carried the big sword and went to the place where the kitten was washing his hands to pick it up. He left here first and went to the beach.

But even before helping everyone nail down, Lynn would politely ask them some questions, about their camp, about Oliver, about the route to sea...

Lynn originally wanted to make a kind joke with Oliver.

But it turns out that there is indeed no.

A golden beard on his face looks like Xie Xun. The green oil paint and dark green eyeshadow on his face look like the Blue-winged Bat King. What is it on his body?

Fishing net?

As a top mercenary killer, in extreme environments, practice for two and a half years, and if you make a mistake, you will be beaten and study hard. Oliver can say with great confidence that whether it is weapon mastery, close combat, or long-range

, Investigation, Counter Investigation...

"hey-hey……"

So, with a hint of indignation and the incompetence after being fooled, Lynn turned the seven people into seven small sandbags buried by the sea.

Lynn knew that he and they were probably looking for the same people.

He could not believe that such a nervous and highly focused self would be stuck behind him by a guy carrying dozens of kilograms of big swords behind him.

What Lynn encountered was a person with a semi-automatic hand, instant messaging device hanging around his neck, a professional camouflage, crawling in a shrub, or hiding in a tree canopy.

Do you think this is credible?

Could it be that he didn’t want to steal cats just now but treated the kitten as prey?

So what does he mean to look at me with such a dangerous look now?!

After searching the entire camp, Lynn found no information or even paper documents, and did not find any roles such as senior management, leaders, or mad scientists.

No matter how small it is, it is an island with an area of ​​more than ten square kilometers, full of trees and complex terrain. It is too difficult to find someone who is willing to hide when you look at one or two hundred people.

It shouldn't be a cat-stealing thief. He likes green so much, and Iron is undoubtedly Oliver.

He had to try his best to shift his attention from himself to other directions.

Based on the current situation, Lin En felt that he should be late.
To be continued...