Chapter 924 My Dentist
Palmer's hands were tied tightly with hemp ropes as thick as his index fingers. There was a small hole in the palm of his left hand, and the blood had dried and turned black.
Sometimes the wind blew through the forest, passing through the blood hole and piercing my palms, causing them to tremble slightly.
"I can give you a lot of money, please let me go."
When Bifang approached Palmer, the other party seemed to notice something and raised his eyelids slightly, his breath so weak that it seemed like he was muttering to himself.
The rope crossed over the thick branches and wrapped around the tree trunk , half hanging Palmer up. He knelt on the ground with his hands pulled high, and his heavy head could only be rested in his arms.
Bifang did not actually hang Palmer too high, as that would have been suspected of "deliberate abuse."
It's just that the pain caused Palmer to secrete a large amount of adrenaline in a short period of time to suppress it. Now that the aftereffect has passed, Palmer, whose body's oxygen content has been drastically depleted, doesn't even have the strength to stand up, which is why he is in his current posture.
Bifang squatted down, looked into the other person's eyes through the gap between his arms.
Palmer couldn't help but squint his eyes. He didn't know whether it was the pain or the glaring sunlight that made his vision blurry.
He could see the fine hairs on the other person's face, but couldn't make out his exact appearance. He could only vaguely tell from the outline of his eyebrows that he was Asian.
The other person's skin was so good, smooth and white like a woman, and it actually emitted a soft glow in the sun. He didn't look like someone who would be active in the wilderness at all.
The two of them faced the setting sun, which shone through the trees, dyeing everything in golden color.
The shadows of the two people flowed on the ground like ink, stretching extremely long and extending into the bushes.
"I can give you money, lots of money..."
Palmer still doesn't understand what happened and who he offended.
Seeing the other party's posture, I thought he was here to ask for money. Worried that he might not have heard clearly, I repeated what I had just said.
Bifang completely ignored his words.
"How many of you are here?"
Palmer was stunned when he heard the question, his eyebrows twitched slightly, but he quickly calmed down.
The life-and-death crisis made Palmer's brain work at a rapid pace, unleashing unprecedented potential.
Even during the SAT entrance exam, Palmer had never thought about a question as hard as he did now. Realizing a possibility, he was bold enough to ask back: "Are you a patrolman?"
"Yes, you must be a patrolman."
As if to boost his own confidence, or to let the other party know that he had seen through the other party's identity, Palmer repeated the sentence twice.
Seeing that the other party did not respond, as if tacitly agreeing, Palmer became more certain of his guess.
Just a patrol officer.
I am afraid that they are some people of unknown origin. Those people are much more dangerous. As long as they can get money, they are not afraid of killing people.
If you meet a few mentally ill people, money will be useless and it all depends on their mood.
Having been operating in the gray area for many years , Palmer has seen much more than normal people. Compared with those mentioned above, public officials are much easier to deal with. At least they are bound by the law and their positions.
"Brother, believe me, I just happened to be passing by with my friends."
Even if he was caught red-handed, Palmer could still lie with his eyes open.
Upon hearing this, the audience burst into enthusiasm for the barrage.
[666, are you treating Fang Shen as a fool? ]
[Fang Shen, can you tolerate this? ]
[Go up and give him two big slaps in the face. Even the most cunning fox will be obedient.]
[That won't do. Nowadays, we should treat prisoners well. It's ok if the live broadcast room is full of Lao Fang's fans. If he is released, Lao Fang will be in big trouble.]
[Either he has an IQ problem, or he thinks I have an IQ problem. I think it's the former.]
[Is there a possibility that it is the latter? (funny)]
[Impossible, absolutely impossible! ]
Palmer didn't know that his words had attracted the crowd's ridicule. He even exerted some strength, spread out his elbows, and revealed his face with a flattering smile.
Unfortunately, it was not very dry. It was covered with tears from the pain, and rough black and white stubble, and it also exuded an unpleasant smell.
Not everyone is as "gifted" as Bifang, who can stay dry and warm in the wilderness for ten days or half a month.
Bifang tilted his head, couldn't help laughing, turned to the drone hidden in the tree branch and said, "It seems that he really thinks I'm a fool."
"Who, who are you talking to, is there anyone there?"
Palmer was confused by this move and suspected that the other party was not in his right mind. After all, he was dressed like a special forces soldier and used a short spear, just like a primitive man.
Who knows if they believe in some strange gods? Those backward primitive people are like this.
Of course, although he thought so in his heart, Palmer would not say it out loud.
Bifang waved his hand, and three drones flew out automatically.
Palmer's heart sank when he saw this.
Law enforcement recorder?
These people in Africa are playing with such high-end things now?
etc……
Asian, drone, great skills.
In a flash, Palmer blurted out: "Are you the wilderness anchor?"
"Oh, so I'm so popular now? I can even meet my fans here?"
[Is Lao Fang too insecure about his own influence? (dog head)]
What is the world's first adventurer?
[The most famous and greatest explorer in the world, no doubt]
[Who wouldn’t know the real-life version of Professor Jones (eating watermelon)]
Bifang placed the pottery jar under his buttocks and sat on it as a small stool. Then he pulled over Palmer's quiver, poured out all the arrows in it, and picked up one.
Then Bifang took out another complete arrow, and comparing the two, there was no difference.
This arrow was taken out of the lion with full live broadcast, and the bag of arrows was also poured out with full live broadcast.
The evidence is irrefutable.
Seeing this, Palmer's face looked as ugly as if he had eaten a fly. It was hard to tell whether it was out of anger or pain. His facial muscles couldn't stop twitching. "Damn it, you have no right to do this. It's not too late to let me go now. Before that, I won't say anything. I will notify my lawyer."
"Don't be so nervous. You should think positively." Bifang said cheerfully, "Although it is difficult to clear your name from the facts of your crime, the good thing is that I am not a ruthless hunter. You are safe now."
[Hahaha, to kill someone also requires destroying their heart? ]
[This expression is so interesting, I want to take a screenshot and use it as an emoticon package]
[How come I didn’t realize that Lao Fang had such a naughty side]
【666】
"May I have your name?"
silence.
"Where did you park your car?"
Still silent.
Palmer might have really felt relieved because as a public figure, Bifang could not lynch him. He insisted on waiting for a lawyer and refused to answer any questions.
This is indeed a difficult problem for Bifang, but it is not a problem for the resourceful netizens.
Moreover, Bifang’s netizens are not limited to China, he also has many fans abroad.
The six degrees of separation theory is most realistically reflected here.
If I'm not mistaken, he seems to be my dentist.
