Disabled Man

The woman was very cooperative, and Luo Jun asked her many questions that she knew the answers to.

The only thing that made Luo Jun feel strange was that, like the observer, she also said that this island was not a normal island and was very bizarre. Previously on the ship, a group of mercenaries had entered the forest to look for something.

However, of the ten people who went in, only three came out, and those three who came back were already mentally disordered and could not get any information out of them at all.

Then those three mentally disordered people were also killed and fed to the fish by the mercenaries.

Afterwards, the survivors were organized by the mercenary organization. The male survivors and a few mercenaries were sent into the forest to search, but people would mysteriously disappear every night.

They could be sure that those people did not get lost or run away on their own.

In addition to the survivors disappearing, mercenaries had also gone missing.

Luo Jun also felt it was strange. He and the three women had not discovered any problems in the forest for the time being. Those people were probably sleeping in the woods without taking proper safety precautions and got dragged away by wild animals.

As for why those three mercenaries went crazy, the reason was unknown.

Normally speaking, their psychological endurance was absolutely tough enough that ordinary wartime trauma could not have led to their mental breakdown, unless they had experienced some inconceivable horror.

Although Luo Jun felt this was unbelievable, he did not dare to deny it. After all, there were quite a few supernatural things in the world, he just had not experienced them himself.

Besides, the very existence of this island was already very bizarre, otherwise why was there no information about its existence in publicly available information worldwide?

"You don't need to worry. We are not in cahoots with those mercenaries! I had to be rude to you just now in order to get information," Luo Jun said to the woman at this time in a conciliatory tone.

Hearing Luo Jun's words, the woman stood up half believing and half doubting, turned around and looked towards Luo Jun.

Of course, she still could not see Luo Jun's appearance clearly, because Luo Jun was wearing a ghillie suit and had camouflage on his face. Under these lighting conditions, it would be good if she could see Luo Jun's silhouette.

"Are you a government soldier who came to save us?"

The woman asked, suppressing her excitement.

Luo Jun had deliberately used the word "we" just now, which could give the other party a strong psychological cue, and make her think that Luo Jun was not alone.

If she did so from the beginning, she might keep the secret and be willing to cooperate with Luo Jun.

After all, they would not risk the lives of their loved ones on the ship just because of one person like Luo Jun. Ordinary people would only stand on the side of the strong and act accordingly, no matter how nicely one tries to persuade them, they would still remain indifferent.

"Yes, we know what happened on the island and a special forces team has been sent. More people will be sent over gradually afterwards. It's just that we suspect those mercenaries have nuclear weapons, so we can't launch a full-scale attack or expose our existence," Luo Jun told the woman.

The woman suddenly felt hopeful and was so excited that she was a little incoherent. She even wanted to reach out and grab Luo Jun's hand to express her gratitude.

“Then what will you do? You must ensure my daughter's safety...”

"Don't worry, we won't act rashly. We will definitely ensure the safety of the hostages, but we need your cooperation... Among you all, who is the decision maker?" Luo Jun asked this weary-looking woman.

The woman pointed to a burly man on the beach.

"Jes, he was our previous captain. There is also a male passenger named Jones. Although he is disabled, the captain trusts him very much. Many things are only implemented after his approval... It was also he who allowed us to survive after landing on the island, thanks to his abundant survival knowledge."

"Are you sure that disabled man is just a passenger?" Luo Jun asked strangely.

With his professional sensitivity, he knew that such a person could absolutely not be a simple character.

"Um... I'm not very clear. Anyway, the captain and the others are very respectful to him... Even the mercenaries on the ship would invite him for drinks..."

When Luo Jun heard the woman say this, he would not simply think that the disabled man was just good at socializing.

"What part of him is disabled?" Luo Jun asked.

"He has both hands and feet. It seems that the tendon of his left foot was cut off by someone, and except for the thumb, the four fingers of his right hand were neatly cut off. Two fingers were also missing from his left hand."

When the woman described that disabled man, her expression was very sympathetic.

"Does he have any other scars on his body?"

Luo Jun asked in detail.

"Well... his whole body is covered in scars... one of his testicles is also missing," the woman said. Luo Jun understood that she might have been involved with this man. Although the man was disabled, his strong survival ability and aura still shone through.

From the woman’s words, it could be inferred that the disabled man must have undergone torture to become what he was now.

That man was also a tough one to still be clinging to life tenaciously after having six fingers cut off with finger shears, getting his foot tendons cut, and even having a testicle removed.

It was certain that this man was definitely not an ordinary person before.

Luo Jun told the woman that the next time she went to the toilet, he would come to talk to her again. He then let the woman go back without staying away for too long, so as not to arouse others' attention.

At this time, on the ship.

The disabled man wearing ragged camouflage fatigues and walking with a limp while holding a bottle of brandy was called back by a burly white mercenary when he was walking down the ladder.

"Lone Blood, I told you to join The Pope Organization back then, but you insisted on rambling about retirement and still got used by Smith, ending up in this state."

The man turned to look at him, smiling wryly, then lifted the bottle of wine he was holding and said:

"Thanks for your treat."

"What a pity, do your own thing then. After we find the goods, we will give these people a quick ending. As for you, you can live or die on this island as you wish."

Jones did not turn his head, but chuckled softly as he walked down the boat step by step and jumped into the icy shallow water, walking towards the shore.

The men on shore hurried over to help.

Jones glanced back at the big boat behind him. He gritted his teeth.

Back then when he and Pan Long were looking for a batch of gold in the Indian Ocean, they were then hunted down by Smith's Pope Organization, who also killed his wife!

How could he possibly let go of this grudge, let alone join The Pope Organization!

The old captain walked over and helped Jones back to the bonfire to warm up.

Jones did not speak. The old captain looked at him with mixed feelings in his heart, as they had been old friends for many years. He also knew that Jones was no ordinary person, having ranked third among underground assassins in the past.

Such a character had now become disabled, yet he still had a major unfinished vengeance. How could he resign himself to eternal rest?

"How are things going?" The old captain asked.

Jones' expression was bleak as he stared at the bonfire, his eyes full of killing intent.

“Finding that batch of metal means our death date!” Jones said solemnly.

The captain and several men beside him also gritted their teeth angrily.

"Let's fight them!"

"Don't be rash!" The old captain held down the impulsive young crew member with his hand.

"Jones, do you have any other way?"

The captain asked Jones. Jones was silent for a good while before speaking.

"Resistance is impossible to win. We can only hide on the island again. But it will be difficult for the girls on the island. Unless after finding the metal on the last search of the island, we kill the five mercenaries who went with us... then make a deal with them to let us live in exchange for the metal. But none of you have the ability to do that!"

Jones looked at the few sturdy men around him, utterly despairing in his heart.

Those sturdy men also shamefully lowered their heads.

"Isn't there really any other way?" The captain asked unwillingly.

"Unless my old friend comes to help," Jones shook his head and said.

"You mean Ghost King Pan Long?"

"Yeah, unfortunately he has already joined The Pope Organization now and is no longer in the same world as me. If we meet again, we may even have to point guns at each other."

Jones shook his head sadly.

Recalling the cooperation with Pan Long on Furious Sea Island, it was the most tacit cooperation in his life.

"They have all become our enemies, how can they possibly help us? It would be good enough if they don't come to kill us." A young sailor said angrily.

Jones was not angry either, he understood Pan Long. If he was not forced, he would not have joined The Pope Organization.

For people like them, what freedom is there to speak of?

Jones picked up the brandy and drank it straight from the bottle. He was very disappointed with himself now, but there was no alternative.

At this moment, Luo Jun was still staring at this side not far away. He had already recognized the bearded Jones in front of the campfire.

This unkempt man who looked like a beggar had complex emotions in his eyes.