"asshole."

The old man sitting on the back of the giant wolf, his sinister face became more and more ugly: "Dead? How could Costiel die? Is it a bunch of survivors? They can't have such a powerful energy weapon..."

The scan result was very simple. One of Costile's heads died from energy penetration, while the other head was forcibly penetrated by a huge explosive force with brute force.

???

The old man got down from the wolf in confusion and looked around the entire battlefield. He naturally noticed the chasm on the ground and the remaining small pits around the battlefield.

"Footprints? Human's?"

The old man squatted in front of a small pit, staring at the relatively clear shoe prints at the bottom of the pit. He took a sharp breath and lost his voice in shock: "How is it possible? How can humans be Costiel's opponent? And it's..."

Unconsciously, he remembered the scan results he had just seen. One of the heads of the violent bear was forcibly penetrated by brute force... How could human strength reach such a level?

Even if the mouth is the key point of a violent bear, its bone density is stronger than metal, and it is impossible to kill a human with one blow.

The other party is definitely not a human being!

Not long after he came to this conclusion, he turned around suddenly as if he had realized something.

Gulu~

The old man swallowed hard and stared blankly at the large human-shaped pit on the stone wall. His eyelids couldn't help but tremble and he took a breath: "No way? Is it really a human?"

etc!

He quickly noticed something was wrong. This large human-shaped pit had some uneven lines left, as if it had been forced out under great pressure.

"Could it be that that man is wearing a battle armor?"

The old man couldn't help but have a guess in his mind, but even if humans put on the armor, their combat power would be significantly improved, but they would still not be Costiel's opponent.

This is what he has proven.

Costiel is much stronger than the natives wearing battle armor, and even three or four of them together are no match for him.

This this……

After a long silence, he suddenly turned around and patted the giant wolf on the head as if he had realized something. "Thor, scan the traces and conduct comparative analysis and comparison with the stored data."

He must find the murderer.

Because the other party actually dug out Costile's heart, which contained its complete genetic sequence. He had to get it back no matter what, otherwise the loss would be immeasurable.

"The murderer must have studied ancient civilizations very well, and even knew about Costiel."

The old man stared at the disemboweled corpse and said through gritted teeth: "Combined with the recent emergence of the island, the other party may have taken advantage of this to land on the island. He came here specially..."

Perhaps it's time to let the natives under my command search the island.

——

The survivors' side.

The huge machine smelled heavily of gasoline and started up with a burst of creaking sounds.

The big man looked at the flashing light bulb in surprise and joy, and quickly shouted: "Boss? It's successful."

Zizzi~

Zhi...poof!

Is it too old? After exerting the last trace of residual heat, the internal parts suddenly exploded with a burst of electric sparks, and then puffed out a wisp of acrid green smoke, and rumbled to a halt.

Jack's smile froze on his face and he stared in disbelief: "What's going on?"

Damn it? Why?

Hasn't it been repaired?

Did you move at all? Why did you stop again?

Move!!!

But the facts are the facts? No matter how much Jack prays, it will be of no use.

The man with the scar on his face suddenly turned around and stared at him. As his brows furrowed, the scar slowly wriggled like a centipede, adding a bit of ferocity to him: "What's going on?"

"It... um, is it too old? You haven't taken care of it."

Jack was startled by his expression and subconsciously took two steps back. He smiled dryly and said, "I did make it move just now. Didn't you all see it? I didn't lie..."

"you this……"

"Um?"

The scar-faced man glanced at the man, and the dignity he had established for a long time made him subconsciously close his mouth and retreat silently, but the malice on his face was clearly revealed.

It’s over!

Jack's face turned pale, and he was wailing in his heart.

"Your value is not as great as you say."

The scar-faced man saw that the pressure was almost over, and then he said in a deep voice: "But it's not a waste, so you can live, but your companion... haha~"

At the end, the eyes of everyone present couldn't help but fall on Manli. Chi Guoguo's undisguised greed quickly moved around her curvy figure, and her inner thoughts were exposed.

Jack's expression changed drastically, he looked at the tied Manli and shouted quickly: "No, you can't..."

A young man holding a gun ran over quickly and shouted: "Boss, someone is coming outside."

"who?"

The scar-faced man frowned and walked out casually. At the same time, he motioned for a few people to stay and keep an eye on Jack and the others.

When the young man who ran over heard this, he subconsciously looked at the two Jacks and said hesitantly: "They should be the ones who have just arrived on the island. I think they are their companions."

"companion?"

The scar-faced man grinned and pressed one hand on the handle of the gun. A complicated look flashed in his eyes: "Is he another unlucky guy?"

By now, he no longer had any hope of leaving.

In their view, being homeless on this island means that they have no possibility of contact with the outside world, and they will never be able to escape in this life...

Creak, creak, creak~

The swaying iron door was closed by the people who were leaving amid groans.

Before leaving, there were several men who looked back at Manli unwillingly and cast jealous glances at the two guys who were rubbing their hands and looking excited.

"Hehe~"

"you first?"

"There's more than one hole, let's do it together~"

The two casually tied Jack to the iron pillar, moved toward Manli with a smile on their faces, and discussed the next activities as if no one else was around.

"What's wrong~!"

Manli bit her lip, and the coldness in her eyes became more intense. Her strong psychological quality allowed her to barely remain calm in this situation: "It's still a little bit, a little bit..."

The hand behind her back held a rusty piece of iron and kept rubbing the rope tied to her wrist.

——

When the man came to the gate, there were already many people gathered here, many of whom even raised their guns and pointed angrily at the outside.

The young man hurriedly stepped forward and pushed them away: "Rang, the boss is here."

"Boss."

"Boss..."

"That damn bastard, he tied up Sarcos and threatened us."

"Kill him! Must kill him..."

With the arrival of the scar-faced man, people seemed to have found a backbone, shouting in all directions, and the messy noise gradually converged into a simple phrase: "Kill him, kill him!"

The scar-faced man squeezed out of the crowd and squinted at the dilapidated patrol car in front of him and the man leaning against the car.

The other person seemed to have not woken up. He was holding a cigarette lazily and looking up at the energy tower in the distance. Under his feet was the head of a man who was crying and struggling.

Sarkos?

When the scar-faced man saw the man being stepped on the ground, his pupils suddenly shrank, and a trace of anger appeared on his face.

As he appeared, the people shouting around him seemed to sense his suppressed emotions, and gradually closed their mouths, casting angry and malicious glances at Yan Yu.

call……

The scar-faced man took a deep breath, suppressed his rage, and said in a hoarse voice: "Friend, can you let them go? We are all victims, and we should join hands, right?"

"Dick, you're finally here."

Yan Yu lit his cigarette, straightened up unhurriedly, and looked at them: "My purpose of coming here this time is very simple. One is to take my companions away, and the other is to get something."

"You let him go first, and we can talk about the rest slowly."

The scar-faced man wasted time, and with one hand behind his back, he quickly gestured to his subordinates, asking them to go back quickly and stop the behavior of the two astringent men who were left behind, so as not to overturn the water and make it difficult to recover.
To be continued...