The wild boar fell on the grass with its four feet facing the sky, and its hind legs twitched from time to time.
Allen was not sure whether it was dead or not, but the game was too dangerous. Even if its head was pierced through by a branch, Allen didn't dare to bet. Maybe this creature was so tenacious that it would wait for Allen to get close and give it a fatal blow.
After all, it was a demonic beast. It was not easy to die.
Allen watched the blood seeping from the wound of the wild boar and its little gray eyes stopped trembling. Then he decided to check it.
But at this moment, something unexpected happened.
A black shadow suddenly popped out from behind the tree trunk.
Allen was shocked and took four or five steps back. Then he thought of something and suddenly stepped forward. He grabbed the back collar of Kelvin and retreated. A long scratch was left on the wet grass.
"This guy is so heavy!" Allen complained.
But he still didn't forget to look in front of him, only to see that the black figure gave up the two of them and directly pounced on the dead wild boar.
But at this time, the wild boar, which had already rolled its eyes, suddenly showed its black eyes. Its bloodshot eyes flashed with deep resentment. When the black shadow covered its body, it ruthlessly shot out all the spikes on his back.
Allen's inspiration went numb when he saw it. It was indeed alive. He had been waiting for him!
If it weren't for this sudden accident, he would have been the one to be attacked.
At the thought of this, Allen instantly looked at the black figure. What the hell was this guy? It was so dark that no one could see its shape.
And it seemed that he didn't have a real body.
Those sharp thorns all passed through the black shadow and stabbed into the tree with a loud sound.
Each of them was at least three fingers deep into the wood.
It was known that there was a hook on the back of the wild boar's sharp thorn. If it was stabbed by him, it was impossible to pull out a piece of skin or flesh.
The wild boar that shot out all its spikes finally failed. It opened its mouth in vain, but it couldn't make a sound. Allen's branch was completely destroyed by its vocal cords.
The black figure surged.
The bare wild boar was bleeding.
Allen swallowed and tried to slip away when the shadow was not noticing.
Judging from the speed shown by the shadow just now, if he went all out, he seemed to be able to run out of the hunting area of the shadow.
Allen stared at the man in his hand.
He became a little hesitant.
If he ran away, this guy would be dead. At least they came together. He felt sorry to leave him alone here.
"I'm so kind..."
Allen sighed.
Although he knew that he couldn't run too fast with this guy, Allen still couldn't leave him alone here waiting for death.
Allen tugged Kelvin carefully, and the turf fell, making a slight noise.
The surging black figure suddenly stopped for a moment, and Allen's heart tightened.
But the next moment, Allen saw that the black figure moved and rushed over at a faster speed than before. There was no time for a buffer between the movements. If Newton was not in this world, Allen would have kicked the coffin!
All of a sudden, all kinds of thoughts flashed through Allen's mind, but they didn't affect her action at all. He turned around, pulled down the rope and ran away.
But how fast could he run with a man of more than 100 pounds in his hand? It was in such a complicated terrain as the jungle.
As soon as he took four or five steps, Allen felt a chill behind him.
Everything went black.
"I should have abandoned this bastard!"
Allen cursed and passed out.
If he hadn't felt dizzy, Allen would have kicked the dead pig under him.
Damn it!
But judging from the speed at which the black figure burst out just now, Allen was not sure that she could beat him at home.
It was more or less a result.
'Forget it. There will be someone to take care of him when he gets down.'
The last thought flashed through Allen's mind and he couldn't help fainting.
Allen gradually regained his consciousness, but he didn't open his eyes immediately.
Now he couldn't feel his hands or feet, as if his legs had been amputated from the top of the skull.
After a long time, Allen gradually felt his limbs. He could feel something under his body. It was a little uncomfortable, but it was a little soft. Allen couldn't figure it out.
What was this?
He moved his fingers carefully and Allen felt that his fingertips touched the rough stone ground.
He was secretly glad that it was not some strange environment, or it would greatly increase the difficulty of survival.
He didn't expect that he would end up like this.
It was the second time that Allen had been caught.
What bad luck.
Allen opened his eyes slightly, but didn't open them all. He just opened them a little, as if he was still asleep.
Through the dim light, Allen saw his situation clearly.
Fuck!
Who brought him here.
It turned out to be a cage, and four corners were nailed to the ground, making it difficult for him to move.
The floor was covered with very hard stones, and the bones of her hands were broken into pieces.
There was an ordinary wooden house outside the cage. It should be made of normal trees. As time went by, it had aged a little.
But the most important thing was how to leave here.
Every iron rod in the cage was as thick as a child's arm, so it was impossible to open it with bare hands.
After careful observation, Allen didn't find the beast, so he opened his eyes carefully. The first thing he did was not to stand up or shout for help, but to reach out and touch the thing under his body.
Could it be that guy...
"Fuck!"
It was soft and firm. It was really that guy, Kelvin.
Allen was speechless!
Why was he so poor? He was really spineless.
Allen poked at him, but he didn't move at all as if he was asleep.
Allen shook him hard, but there was still no response.
Allen sneered, "Stop pretending. Get up now. If you had been smart enough, I wouldn't have ended up in jail with you."
"You're hurting me."
A low voice sounded.
Allen stood up calmly.
This guy was pretending to be asleep. His eyelids were trembling. Unless he was blind, he might be deceived by this guy.
"By the way, where am I?"
Instead of shouting, Kelvin looked at Allen calmly.
"I don't know where you are. Who knows who you have offended? I was framed and implicated innocent passers-by." Allen said that on purpose to make him feel guilty and maybe he could say something more.
"Okay."
After hesitating for a while, he answered.
"Don't you know anything?" Allen looked at him suspiciously.
It made sense for him to be calm. If he hadn't been kidnapped every day and seen all kinds of scenes, or if he hadn't been the backstage manipulator of everything.
"I don't know. When I was running, I suddenly heard someone call me and then walked over. But all of a sudden, my eyes went dark. Then I woke up and came here." After saying that, he looked at Allen in a quiet and weird way.
"What's that look in your eyes?"
Allen felt speechless.
Then he repeated what had happened before.
Because he couldn't tell whether what he said was true or not.
But it sounded reasonable when he saw the familiar face.
"By the way, do you know anyone here?" Allen asked casually, leaning against the cage.
"Someone you know?"
Kelvin murmured.
"No!"
Then he said affirmatively.
Allen didn't know why he wanted to punch him in the face.
Why were you hesitating!
"No one knows you. Why did you go there?" Allen asked, unwilling to give up.
"Because he seems to call my name."
Kelvin said calmly.
"Okay."
Allen gave up completely.
"You said it was a black shadow?"
Suddenly, something occurred to Kelvin. He asked in reply. Perhaps this guy has been suspecting Allen before, he thought.
"Yes, it's a black shadow. It will explode very fast, and then the thing wrapped in it will soon fall into dizziness."