“I am a tourist~”

“amp;…amp;*…”

Fang Yuanshan, who walked slowly towards a group of "primitive people", explained it from a distance. Unfortunately, the chickens and ducks were talking to each other. These natives who spoke Greenland could not understand his words at all, and kept shaking the sword in their hands, telling him not to approach.

Fang Yuanshan suddenly remembered that there was a multinational translator in the space, which seemed to have Danish. He pretended to search for it from the bag behind for a while, and after taking it out of the space, he said a few words to the translator, and a while of words came out of it.

"Can you understand what I said?"

It was simply that these people who looked like primitive people were not really ignorant of the world. One of the older people came up and said it to the translator in his hand. Only then did Fang Yuanshan realize that it turned out that the person asked him to take off the hat on his head.

In order to prevent dazzling, he wore a pair of sunglasses and also put a hat on his head to prevent the cold. Now he has been misunderstood.

"Are you primitive people?"

When the people heard his question, they all laughed silently. A bearded man wearing a tiger-skin hat said hilariously: "Do you think we are primitive people?"

Fang Yuanshan looked at them carefully. Just now, he only paid attention to the outfits of these people and did not use four-dimensional images to observe their pockets. Now, after looking at them, this is not a primitive person. Basically, everyone has modern tools such as mobile phones, cigarettes, windproof firers, etc. in their pockets.

There were two or three women. He just took a casual look and everyone wore a bra. The primitive people would not produce these things.

"Haha, sorry, I misunderstood~"

That's it, but when we got closer, Fang Yuanshan smelled the smell of blood on these people. Yes, yes, it's the smell of blood, which is only after killing people.

These people were also cautious when Fang Yuanshan approached. Two burly men hooked their fingers towards the cuffs of their wrists, and there was a sharp dagger hidden there. Looking at the cold knife edge, Fang Yuanshan had no doubt about their sharpness.

Just as a group of people leaned towards him, the older man who was just "friendly" suddenly changed his face and pressed his waist with a sharp dagger, threatening something in Danish.

After half a month of busyness with Ke Yuanhe, he followed him in the vast glacier for two or three days. He was a little bored, but he didn't resist immediately after seeing the actions of the group of people. He wanted to see what they were going to do.

After seeing him being "suppressed", these people smiled grimly, including those women, also looked at him with a look of good show.

“amp;*amp;*amp;*amp;*…”

A young man walked up and pushed him, and threw the translator he was holding to the ground, and then forced his shoulder bag off. After looking through for a while, he found that it was all some clothes, the young man looked disappointed.

After searching Fang Yuanshan's whole body, these people didn't even find a coin on him, and they didn't even have anything to eat. As for passports, mobile phones, locators, etc., he had already received them in the space early.

One of the women whispered to the people around them for a while, and they picked up the translator again and said to him: "You have to hand over something, otherwise we won't take you out of here."

"What, it turns out that I encountered a group of bandits."

Fang Yuanshan, who felt that the teacher was not good, said with a tilted corner of his mouth: "I have no money, and all the valuable things were thrown away halfway."

"Hey, don't tell us all this, if you don't have money, you're dead."

Fang Yuanshan was indifferent to their threat and said curiously: "Are you Greenlanders?"

The people burst into laughter again and stopped fishing. They pulled the net and pushed him forward. Fang Yuanshan didn't care, so he followed a group of people towards the iceberg to the west.

Icebergs are also mountains, and the saying that running to death on the mountain is also applicable here. Looking at the iceberg that is very close, he followed the group of people for an hour before he arrived at the foot of the mountain. He stepped on the thick snow to the back of the mountain. What appeared in front of him were wooden houses built on the mountain wall, and several off-road vehicles were parked in front of the wooden house.

"It seems that it's not an indigenous!"

The local residents of Greenland look very similar to Chinese people, and only those who immigrate from Western Europe are different, and these people look like Europeans and Americans.

The four-dimensional image looked at the wooden house on the mountain wall in front. There were many people inside, some chatting, some drinking tea, and some wiping guns. From the appearance, they couldn't tell what these people were doing.

Greenland is cold and not suitable for living, nor is it suitable for growing plants. And these people don’t look like they are traveling, because all the daily necessities indicate that these people live here for a long time.

"Is it? You're also sick in your brain. Play these boring games with these people."

Since he found the destination, he was too lazy to talk nonsense to them, and his whole body disappeared. When he appeared again, he had already stood under the mountain wall in the distance, and flashed again, and he appeared directly in the wooden house above.

“amp;*amp;*amp;…”

The vibration caused by his disappearance is conceivable, but Fang Yuanshan no longer cares, he thinks whatever he likes. Seeing that these people are not good things, if they don’t work, they will kill them.

With the growth of spatial capabilities, Fang Yuanshan has increasingly despised the lives of ordinary people. The level of life of everyone is not on a parallel line, and it is difficult for him to change his mood. It is like a human being crushed an ant. Who have you ever seen sad about it?

"Pong~"

"Bang bang bang..."

In a wooden house at the top of the mountain wall, a group of men were drinking and bragging. When they saw Fang Yuanshan suddenly appear, one of them reacted quickly and raised his gun and shot directly.

However, his bullet seemed to have shot into the bottomless abyss, and there was no ripples aroused. Fang Yuanshan, who was standing at the door, turned his hand and appeared with a silver gun, and he shot the man who shot.

"Bang~"

The man holding the gun was shot so hard that he even flew out with the man and the chair, and knocked on the ground and made a "boom".

"Let me see who dares to move again."

Facing the black muzzle and the cold words, everyone in the room raised their hands.

“Is there anyone who speaks English?”

One of the middle-aged men raised his hand and said, "I will."

Fang Yuanshan was just tired of running away and wanted to find a place to rest. When he saw him raise his hand, he waved his gun and said, "Go, pour me a cup of coffee."

At the point of the gun, the man stood up obediently and poured him coffee. Fang Yuanshan, who had eaten the wind and snow all the way, felt a little resentful. He walked to the table and carried one of the men to the side, and sat down honestly and unceremoniously.

With his strength and identity improvement, Fang Yuanshan now rarely shows his arrogant side, and most of the time he seems calm. However, when he arrives in Greenland, the primitive appearance here attracts the mania in his heart.

When the coffee was brought over, he said impatiently: "Get all of them to the opposite side and stand. If you walk slowly, be careful to knock you down with one shot."

Under the translation of the middle-aged man, everyone couldn't wait to stand by the wall of the wooden house.

No need to worry about your identity, no need to hide your disdain, do whatever you want, this is what Fang Yuanshan is now showing.

"Tell me, what are you bastards doing?"

"We...we are local fishermen."

"Don't you, are you so arrogant in the fishermen? Tell me quickly, I have limited patience in labor and capital. I will kill you all one by one if I get angry later."

"Well, I said. We are foreign employees of American oil companies. Greenland will have a license for West Coast oil extraction in December. We are the explorers who help them get more relevant scientific research data."

He didn't need to say that Fang Yuanshan knew that he had seen the exploration equipment outside and experimental analysis data. However, this was not the purpose he wanted to ask, the most important thing was that he smelled the bloody smell from these people.

"Fuck, if you talk nonsense to me, I'll kill you with one shot." As he said that, the gun was already pointing straight at the middle-aged man opposite.

"Bang~"

"ah……"

Just as the man was hesitating, Fang Yuanshan shot his raised palm without warning. At close range, one-third of his left hand was blown away, revealing bloody bones.

"Is that the next shot is your head."

"Ah...I...I said~"

The man who rolled on the ground with his left hand for four or five times held his heart and said, "We are... overseas employees of the US CIA, responsible for detecting a group of fugitives."

His eyes rolled around and said coldly: "Where is the code name?"

The man on the ground may not have expected Fang Yuanshan to know so well about the CIA, and he actually knew how to ask for the code name, gritted his teeth and said, "Code name"

"Haha~" After the man finished speaking, he actually laughed.

The information obtained from the CIA several times all indicate that the United States has been chasing the group of people on No. 17, but unexpectedly, they are now chasing their base camp.

I turned around and looked outside. After hearing the gunshot, many people were guarding the mountain with guns. If they hadn't been worried about the many people in the wooden house, they might have fired.

This is the blame for the No. 17, so Fang Yuanshan was too lazy to help them carry it. A satellite phone appeared in his palm. After explaining the situation here, No. 17 on the other side just said coldly, "I understand" and then hung up the phone.

Although he didn't stay here for the 17th, Fang Yuanshan was in a bad state. He confiscated all the transportation and electronic equipment of the group, and then left here...

(To be continued.)
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