344: Chapter 344 Brother Fan, this foreigner is even more unreasonable than you.

That man had a scar on his face, and as soon as he stood up, those armed men stood behind him in unison.

Lin Fan glanced over, originally thinking their strengths were evenly matched.

Now, looking at them categorized, the other factions had guns, but pitifully few.

That group in grayish-green only had a few long guns in their hands, while the rest held pistols and machetes.

The deep blue group had it even worse; the usable guns could be counted on one's fingers.

As for the others, they practically didn't even have a decent weapon.

But on the side of the black combat uniforms, almost everyone had an AK.

Magazines, grenades, and bulletproof vests were fully equipped; ordinary mercenaries might not even be able to pull off such a configuration.

Lin Fan stared at the scar-faced man. An army of a small country? Or the private armed forces of some warlord?

Just how many big fish did those lunatics in the heart of the island lure in by spreading the news?

The scar-faced man stepped on the reef and walked forward two steps. He raised his head, looked towards the Karst Cave, and then, he spoke.

"There is only one item." Lin Fan heard it clearly; although the tone was a bit stiff, the Mandarin was very fluent.

"True or false."

"It can only belong to me."

No one spoke on the beach.

Hundreds of people had just experienced a tsunami, and another batch of women had been snatched away by monsters. Right now, everyone's nerves were taut.

Someone raised their gun a little bit, then slowly lowered it.

The firepower behind the scar-faced man was too strong. Making a move first right now would mean dying the fastest.

Over at the grayish-green combat uniforms, a bearded man took a step forward.

"On what grounds?"

As soon as he spat out those three words, the scar-faced man raised his gun. "Bang."

The bearded man's forehead burst open, and his body fell straight backward.

Several people around instinctively raised their guns, and the gun muzzles of the black combat uniform squad instantly swept over.

Dozens of AKs were raised together.

The air on the beach froze. The bearded man's companions froze in place, fingers hooked on the triggers, not daring to continue.

The scar-faced man lowered his gun. "Does anyone else have a problem?"

No one dared to speak out again.

Yang Ningcong shrank into the corner of the Karst Cave, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. "Brother Fan, this foreigner is even more unreasonable than you."

Zhou Kai turned his head to glare at him, and Yang Ningcong immediately shut his mouth.

Lin Fan didn't speak. He looked at the situation on the beach; his plan had misfired, or rather, his sow of discord was completely meaningless in the face of overwhelming firepower.

The scar-faced man raised a hand and pointed to the center of the beach. "Everyone, move over."

No one moved. One of his lackeys behind him fired a shot at an armed man.

"Bang!" That person fell to the ground, and the screams of women rang out once more. This time, the crowd began to move.

The grayish-green, deep blue, and scattered skirmisher squads, along with some survivors in messy clothes, were driven to the middle section of the beach.

The black-clothed soldiers split into two circles; the outer circle guarded the woods, and the inner circle aimed their muzzles at the crowd.

The people driven over still numbered at least a hundred or so.

They had guns, knives, and backpacks on them.

But at this moment, they were completely suppressed.

A woman crouching on the ground bandaging her companion was kicked away by a black-clothed lackey.

She raised her head and cursed in a foreign language, and a rifle butt smashed into her face.

She fell into the sand, spitting blood from her mouth, and didn't curse anymore.

Song Ya's face turned pale as she watched. Xu Zhixia knew how cruel this scene was, and she told Song Ya, "Don't look."

Su Qingxue sat beside the stone wall. The once high-and-mighty President Su completely understood for the first time that a net worth of tens of billions wasn't even worth a piece of paper in front of a gun barrel.

Compared to these people, Lin Fan back then was truly much kinder.

Lin Fan looked back at her. "Scared?"

Su Qingxue raised her head, her lips dry. "Will you let me die?"

Lin Fan looked at her. "No."

Su Qingxue nodded slightly, lowered her head, and said no more.

On the beach, among the gathered crowd, a countryman walked out. "Hall."

"How should these people be handled?"

Hall looked at him. "Zhao, what do you think?"

Zhao Qiming continued, "There are Evolvers in the cave above, as well as a wolfhound. Let these people charge first; they can consume the other side's stamina and ammunition."

Inside the Karst Cave, Yang Ningcong couldn't hear their lowered voices clearly and could only see the two people talking.

"What are they whispering about?"

Zhou Kai's nose twitched. "Too far away, I can't smell the flavor of their words."

Yang Ningcong was stunned.

"Words have flavor too?"

"Your mouth stinks, of course they do."

Yang Ningcong was choked up, and Lin Fan ignored them.

Hall was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly asked, "What if the people up there aren't strong enough?"

Zhao Qiming was stunned. Hall raised his head and looked towards the Karst Cave on the mountainside.

"These people rush up and find out that the cave isn't as strong as imagined."

"Someone draws a knife first, cuts open that pregnant woman, and swallows the item."

He looked down at Zhao Qiming. "Are you taking responsibility?"

The smile on Zhao Qiming's face stopped. He opened his mouth, but no words came out.

Hall continued, "I came here not to gamble."

"I want the complete item."

"I want the living pregnant woman, I want that fruit. Zhao, do you understand what I mean?"

Sweat broke out on Zhao Qiming's forehead, and he hurriedly nodded. "Understood, understood."

Hall turned his face and looked at the hundred or so people who were surrounded.

Then he raised his right hand and pressed his fingers downward. The next second, gunshots exploded on the beach.

"Da da da da da!"

The black-clothed lackeys opened fire simultaneously, and the surrounded crowd instantly exploded.

Someone raised a gun to counterattack, but as soon as they raised their hand, half their body was pierced through.

Someone lunged toward the reef beside them. Before they had run two steps, their leg was swept and broken by bullets, and their entire body slammed into the sand.

Someone knelt on the ground shouting surrender.

The gun muzzles didn't stop. A row of bullets swept across, and the shouts were cut off.

A man in the deep blue squad pulled the pin of a grenade, wanting to perish together.

Just as he raised his hand, a bullet pierced through his wrist.

The grenade fell to the ground.

Several people around screamed and lunged away.

"Boom!"