Chapter 149

"Don't try to run!"

The black robed Mayan directly threw the long gun in his hand as a javelin. Although he looked thin, his strength was surprisingly amazing. The long gun flew directly at the speed of arrow. Although Jiang Le had a fast reaction, it was still half a beat slow after all.

He dodged, but he was still hit in the arm with a long gun and cut off a large piece of meat.

"Ah!" Rao Shijiang Le couldn't bear the heavy blow. He immediately cried out in pain, but even so, he still ran towards the front and wanted to distance himself from the black robed Mayans.

After all, now the Mayan has no weapons in his hand. As long as he can pick up Gatlin, the guy will die.

"Huh?" Seeing that Jiang Le had escaped his throwing, the black robed Maya couldn't help but be stunned.

On this island, their descendants with Mayan blood are the highest beings, that is, the gods in the strange population.

And those freaks are the products left after the failure of the experiment.

These strange people are made by the Mayans with their own genes and monkeys. Under the deliberate interference of the Mayans, these guys do not have the instinct to open the third eye, so they will be suppressed by the Mayans all their life.

After living on the island for such a long time, the black robed Mayans were regarded as gods by those strange people. In order to pass the boring time, Mayan descendants such as the black robed Mayans and the white haired old man would begin to teach those strange people who worship themselves, lead them to the tribal society, and then teach them some general knowledge.

However, the appearance of Jiang Le made the black robed Maya feel a little panic.

This guy is obviously not the product of those failed experiments. He has the same third eye as the Maya, and he also has a weapon never seen by the black Maya, which can even threaten his life.

In this uncontrolled situation, the black robed Maya naturally strangled him in the cradle. The black robed Maya never missed the throwing of this long gun. For many years, any strange person with the idea of resistance was nailed to death under his gun.

However, today, someone has become the first living person.

Jiang Le doesn't care so much. Although he can't lift Gatling anymore because of an arm injury, it still doesn't prevent him from taking out an automatic rifle full of bullets from his space backpack.

There were 30 rounds of bullets in the magazine. Jiang Le held the gun in both hands and turned to his opponent. The unarmed black robed Maya began to fire.

Dada, dada!

The accuracy of the automatic rifle is below this distance. Even if Jiang Le's marksmanship is superb, it is impossible to shoot all the bullets into the black robed Maya.

But even a 50% hit rate is enough. You know, Jiang Le's aiming position is the other party's head.

After the experience that the white haired old man intends to seize his body, Jiang Le now has rich experience. He knows that the Maya must not be close to him, or the other party will take the move of drilling the third eye into the human body.

A large number of bullets burst into the body of the black robed Mayan. This guy's body is a living target. Even if Jiang Le's arm is injured, he still maintains an ultra-high hit rate of 75%. When all the bullets of a shuttle are shot, it also smashes the Mayan's head.

Bang!

The black clock fell to the ground, made the last sound, and fell into silence.

The restless violent impulse shrouded in Jiang Le's heart dissipated in an instant, making him a light person.

Whew!

A dart was thrown out and hit the third eye in the pool of blood. It was like a water bag was beaten through. A lot of juice overflowed from this eye and soon dried into a layer of skin.

"There is only such a mountain in this place, and the Maya lives in a cave. Is it because the black pillar I'm looking for is here?" Jiang Le took out a bandage from his space backpack to bandage his arm, and then walked towards the cave.

The cave is very dark, and there is a pungent smell of excreta. It seems that the black robed Mayans usually solve their physiological excretion in the cave. This behavior is completely the same as that of the primitive people, but Jiang Le is very contemptuous.

Take out the gas mask, put it on, take out the flashlight, and Jiang Le goes in directly.

This is a corridor leading down. The walls on both sides are painted with a lot of patterns and inscriptions. Jiang Le knows that these fonts are Maya characters, and those patterns are also of exquisite value. The paintings are the life pictures of people with a third eye on their heads.

All the way forward, when we reached the deepest part of the corridor, a black column inserted in the rock suddenly came into Jiang Le's eyes.

The second black pillar, successful exploration!

When he came to the bottom of the column, Jiang Le stretched out his hand to hold the column and directly began to twist.

Click, click!

As if the gear had been started, the column turned slowly and finally stopped at a point where it could no longer rotate.

At the same time, the storm outside the reef line suddenly stopped and became broad and sunny. However, this phenomenon did not last long, and it returned to its original state within dozens of seconds.