"All the ropes from this parachute were cut and it appears he escaped using the ropes."

But they looked around carefully and didn't know where the rope could be used.

One of them had a burn scar the size of a grain of rice on the corner of his mouth. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Could he have fixed it to the tree with a rope and swung out like this?"

His words immediately caused the others to laugh.

"You're kidding, how is that possible?"

"It's outrageous. Even with a rope, it's too physically demanding. He definitely can't run a few hundred meters in a short time."

"Forget it, what do you want him to do? Let's think about how we can get there."

By this time, someone's arm had begun to swell.

The man lowered his head and cursed: "Why are these bees so poisonous? My arms seem to be inflated."

And he discovered that after being stung by a bee, there was not just swelling, but an obvious stinging sensation inside, as if it was charged with electricity.

Even clenching his fists was a bit difficult. This was really a disaster that never came singly.

At this time, Jiang Fan also felt the bee's venom, and his arm holding the rope began to lose strength.

If this continues, sooner or later I will end up here.

Then, Jiang Fan thought of a move.

It can not only increase the speed, but also relatively save some physical energy.

Jiang Fan adopted the form of gliding and quickly stepped on the swamp ground with the help of the rope.

Fortunately, the land density in this area was relatively high. After Jiang Fan landed, he hurriedly used one second to throw the rope.

In this way, Jiang Fan reached the end of the swamp in almost an hour and a half.

But at this time, his arms and neck were swollen like inflated balloons.

Just when Jiang Fan was lying on the hard stone, feeling what it meant to be safe.

Suddenly, a man with a centipede scar on his arm appears.

Jiang Fan wanted to raise his head and look at the other person, but he had exhausted all his strength just now and didn't even have the strength to raise his head.

The other party crossed his arms and said, "Okay, I know how to use the rules."

Jiang Fan's chest and abdomen were heaving violently, and he felt that his mouth was dry, especially in such an area, and even swamps would produce toxic gases.

Drinking more water at this time is the best guarantee, but the other party has no intention of announcing that the game is over.

Jiang Fan also saw that these people would not give up until they tortured themselves to death.

Therefore, Jiang Fan also retorted in a weird way: "Only stupid people will always keep an eye on the rules and fully understand what is powerful for them within the scope allowed by the rules."

After listening to Jiang Fan's words, the other party said in a deep voice: "The logic is clear and the voice is sonorous and powerful. It seems that our assessment has not reached the limit for you."

Jiang Fan subconsciously wanted to say: "It's as good as this."

But after thinking about it, I still held back.

If he said it now, it would be tantamount to seeking death.

His nostrils twitched twice, and he closed his eyes, waiting for the next instructions.

The other party looked at Jiang Fan's half-dead state and said, "Get up, there are still armed swimmers."

Jiang Fan stood up half his body and looked at the spot where the bee stung him on his arm. A crystal clear yellow pustule grew on it.

Centipede said: "I suggest you don't touch the pustule now. The pus inside is also poisonous. As long as it falls on your skin, it will become red and swollen again."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Fan directly used the tool on his watch to prick several pustules on his arm.

Centipede looked a little dissatisfied.He knew that these special forces soldiers had always been the pride of heaven, and each had their own ideas, but he was thinking about these people. Was Jiang Fan not taking himself too seriously?

But the next second, Jiang Fan shook off the blood on his body, picked up a few random leaves on the ground, and rubbed them on the wound.

Then, he began to look around until he saw something. Without saying a word, he dragged his swollen leg and walked farther away.

Centipede looked at Jiang Fan's actions with a puzzled expression. In his opinion, Jiang Fan's current actions seemed to express his dissatisfaction at this time.

But after Jiang Fan walked under the tree, he picked up a stone from the ground and hit the beehive on the tree directly.

The centipede's expression is even more colorful.

Is this Jiang Fan mentally abnormal?

Is he planning to use this hive to take revenge on us?

Sure enough, a large number of bees emerged from the attacked hive, but these bees had no intention of getting close to Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan smashed it again, and this time, the crumbling hive fell directly to the ground.

Jiang Fan picked up the honeycomb, crushed it in his palm, and applied it to his skin.

Later, he seemed to find some kind of herbal medicine nearby. After crushing it with stones, he spread it on his arms.

Centipede started to find it interesting.

They have also learned this kind of emergency response method in the wild, and it can even be said that they know it well.

But there are too many types of weeds in this forest, and they don't remember all the functions of various herbs, because they always have some universal antibiotics and detoxifiers in their hands.

Therefore, when Jiang Fan actually applied the two things on his arms, his arms shrank significantly in about 3 minutes.

Centipede's eyes lit up.

Then asked: "Do you know how to detoxify?"

Jiang Fan shook his head and said with a smile: "I have seen a similar method before. There must be an antidote within three steps, so I thought of giving it a try."

But in fact, Jiang Fan used the military medical system to identify the toxicity of this bee and find a treatment method for field first aid.

Centipede felt that this could not be a coincidence.

He remembered that Jiang Fan had participated in the peacekeeping force before and even performed an operation on a certain big shot in the Jin Kingdom. Jiang Fan must have a solid knowledge of medical theory.

He felt that Jiang Fan was not simple at all, and he still knew too little about him.

Jiang Fan asked: "Where will the next armed swimming start?"

Centipede said: "Change the position, four kilometers to the northwest. There is the sea over there, can you see it?"

Jiang Fan nodded.

At this time, he felt sore all over, and his physical condition was no joke. He was almost reaching his limit.

Suddenly, Centipede smiled and said: "I know your body should have reached its limit, so you can use transportation to get there."

Jiang Fan's face felt complicated.

I thought to myself: "How could these people be so kind? How is that possible?"

Then he saw the vehicle in Centipede's mouth.

They seemed to be bicycles that had escaped from a scrapyard. They were covered in rust, and two of the bicycles even had no tires.

Centipede looks like he is doing your best.

Jiang Fan said in embarrassment: "Can I choose nothing?" (End of Chapter)

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