Chapter 275 Tongue Pulling

"Hehe... Boss, do you need me to explain this clearly?"

The gunman took a step closer to the black mage and lowered his voice.

"We work for that stingy loan shark. Even if we get a hunting competition medal, we only get five hundred gold Duga. Why don't we try to get rid of those four brats? The value of their magical equipment alone is worth 10 times. remuneration."

"This...isn't that good?"

The mage in black rubbed his chin with a hesitant expression on his face.

"The referee team used the 'detection crystal ball' to monitor the island. If the referee sees our actions, the consequences will be very serious."

"Boss, what the detection crystal shows is only a miniature blurred image of Wild Boar Island. The island is so big and there are so many people on it. It is very unlikely that the referee will happen to pay attention to this small area where we are."

The gunman tried his best to persuade the black mage.

"Besides, we don't need to do it ourselves. We quietly followed the four little devils and waited for them to be attacked by wild boars. I shot and sniped people and pigs together. Even if the referee found out, I could claim it was an accidental injury."

"Boss, you directly released a large-scale attack spell. On the surface, it aimed at wild boars, and accidentally injured those little ghosts by accident. No one can produce evidence to accuse us of intentional murder, right?"

"After all, swords and guns have no eyes. It is not uncommon to cause accidental injuries during hunting."

The gunman licked his lips and said grimly:

"When the four little ghosts and the wild boars 'die together', we will take their belongings and leave the scene without anyone noticing. Those four corpses in the dense forest have been gnawed until there is not even a bone residue left!"

"Anyway, many people get lost in the vast jungle every year in the hunting competition. The disappearance of the four little ghosts will not arouse other people's suspicion. The only thing to blame is that they don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and they don't listen to the persuasion to stay away from the river bank and try their luck in the dangerous area. , I deserve it for losing my life.”

The mage in black was moved by the gunman's words, and was planning to cast spells to assist the two warrior companions to deal with the wild boar as soon as possible, so that he could free himself up to follow the four young hunters and make a "no cost" far more profitable than hunting wild boars. Buying and selling", there was a sudden rustling sound from the forest beside him.

"Who!" The gunman shouted alertly.

There were footsteps in the forest, and a thin figure loomed.

The black-clothed mage waved out the "dancing light technique", and four small balls of light floated towards the place where the figure was, illuminating the dim dense forest.

At first I thought it was another hunting team, but soon found that there was only one person on the opposite side.

This uninvited guest was seven feet tall, naked from top to bottom, skinny and skinny, his bare skin was brown-green, with wooden texture emerging, blending with the surrounding trees like a "chameleon", making it difficult to distinguish.

It wasn't until the strange man walked out of the woods that the black-clothed mage was surprised to find that he was not human. His eyes and mouth were like three dark cracks, shining with a strange cold light.

"You... what kind of monster are you!"

The terrifying image of the weirdo in the forest made the mage in black shudder, and his voice trembled uncontrollably.

"It doesn't matter what kind of monster it is, just kill it!"

The gunman next to the mage in black spat out a mouthful of phlegm, and locked the gun on the strange man's head.

However, just before he pulled the trigger, the strange man on the opposite side grinned ferociously, and a pillar of orange light suddenly rose from under his feet.

The black-clothed mage's pupils contracted violently, guessing that the strange man was casting a teleportation spell, and quickly warned the gunner to be careful.

But his warning was still a step too late. The moment the gunshot rang out, the naked weirdo had disappeared into the teleportation light, and the next moment quietly appeared from behind the gunman.

The gunman noticed the surge of magic power behind him, turned around subconsciously, and was horrified to find that the strange man had already walked up to him, face to face, only a step away.

The gunman screamed in fright, and was about to shoot in a hurry.

However, before the shotgun was raised, it was kicked away by the strange man, and then he took a step forward, hugging him tightly with both arms, like a long-lost lover, he opened his black mouth and kissed his lips.

The gunman struggled desperately in fright.

The strange man's seemingly skinny arms were as strong and powerful as steel bars, holding him tightly, and a terrifying gravitational force came from the depths of his throat, forcing his tongue into his mouth.

The gunman's frightened whine suddenly turned into a miserable howl, his widened eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets, and two lines of blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth.

The strange man who embraced the gunman and kissed him violently, suddenly raised his head back, and with a puff, he tore out the other party's tongue forcefully by the roots!

The gunman fell on his back in the grass, twitching endlessly, blood gushing from his mouth wide open in vain, his pupils dilated rapidly, and he had lost focus.

The monster's face was spattered with blood, and the gunman's tongue was in his mouth, as if he were holding a twitching, bloody live fish.

Under the horrified gaze of the mage in black, the strange man swallowed the gunman's bloody tongue piece by piece.

Afterwards, it smacked its lips contentedly, and turned to look at the stunned mage in black.

The moment the eyes came into contact, the black-clothed mage suddenly woke up, suppressed the fear and chanted the incantation, put his thumbs together, and was about to blast the "burning hand" at the cruel and perverted monster.

"Hush..."

The weirdo raised his index finger and shook it, making a gesture of silence to the mage.

The black-clothed mage immediately felt a strange mental fluctuation radiating from the weird man's eyes, like an invisible lightning strike into his mind. After a short period of trance, he couldn't help laughing wildly, and the casting of the spell was interrupted.

At this time, the two soldiers who had just killed the wild boar not far away heard the exclamation of their companions and hurried over. The gunman fell to the ground and spurted blood, while the mage knelt on the ground, holding his belly with his hands, laughing hysterically.

The strange scene in front of them made them feel horrified and incomprehensible.

It wasn't until the naked weirdo turned around unhurriedly, opened his blood-stained mouth, and grinned silently at them, that the two of them suddenly came back to their senses, and swung their swords at the weird guy at the same time.

The strange man raised his two skinny arms to block at will, and the sharp long sword made a muffled sound as it chopped on two tough tree roots. Instead of hurting the strange man, it was bounced away.

Taking advantage of the situation, the weirdo took a step forward, as fast as lightning, spread his arms like claws, and simultaneously grabbed the throats of the two soldiers beside him, and with a seemingly effortless squeeze, the two strong men The neck was broken, and the head hung limply.

Throwing aside the two dead bodies, the weirdo turned and walked towards the mage in black who was kneeling on the ground and laughing wildly.

Seeing this devil-like murderer approaching him step by step, the black-clothed mage was frightened, struggling to get up, but the unstoppable laughter made it difficult for him to move.

After finally standing up, the strange man suddenly stepped in front of him, touched his throat with his sharp fingertips, and swiped down suddenly, the black-clothed mage suddenly felt a coldness from his neck to his lower abdomen.

Looking down in a daze, he found in horror that his belly had been cut open.

The blood mixed with the internal organs spewed out from the huge wound, even though he stretched out his trembling hands to cover it indiscriminately, he couldn't stop the internal organs from leaking out.

Even if he was cut open alive, the mage in black still couldn't restrain the urge to laugh.

It wasn't until the strange man took off his liver, cut off half of it while it was hot, and stuffed his mouth that was convulsed from laughing, that the maniacal laughter of the black mage turned into a dying sob, which gradually became weaker.