Alien world

Chapter 1480 114. Martin and the Five Thieves

"I...I clearly tied him up!"

At this time, one of the kidnappers whispered, "I saw that he was twisting and turning and felt uncomfortable, so I untied him..."

"Idiot, that's the target, why do you care whether he's comfortable or not?!"

The kidnapper leader kicked the stupid henchman and almost kicked him into the campfire. Pulling out a torch from the campfire, he roared: "Hurry up and find him. It's dark in the woods. He can't run far!"

They wandered around in the woods like headless flies and rushed out of the woodland. Fortunately, there was a full moon today, and the moonlight shone into the winter wilderness.

"Where is he!"

The subordinate pointed to the distance, where there was a rock protrusion blending into the darkness and swaying in the moonlight.

"catch him!"

The four kidnappers immediately rushed towards their 100 Kinnars.

Instead of running away, Martin lay on two peculiarly shaped... steel bars and put his ears against them.

"Shh..."

He motioned for the four kidnappers to be quiet: "Did you hear that?"

The kidnapper leader pulled him up without saying a word, and his men also came over, "What is this?" He kicked the railroad track, holding his foot and jumping around.

His accomplice was a little smarter. He picked up a stone and threw it at the railroad, watching a few sparks fly off the rails.

"What is this……"

Two straight steel bars extended into the darkness, with rows of wood embedded in the middle, like a flat ladder, which looked strange no matter how you looked at it.

"It's talking," Martin whispered.

"Speak...speak...?" A timid kidnapper shrank his shoulders.

"You are playing tricks on me. Lie down and listen." The kidnapper leader ordered his men to lie down and listen.

He was also very curious about the appearance of such a strange creature in the wilderness.

The men dropped their torches, leaned forward on the ground, rested their heads on the railroad tracks, and listened carefully.

At first, it was a whistling sound like the sea breeze, mixed with the sound of the wind, but as time went on, it became clearer.

"real!"

The subordinate exclaimed, without taking his ears off the rails: "And the sound is getting louder... It seems to be coming towards us--"

call--

The magic train suddenly whizzed past them, and the lit windows of the carriages flew by quickly, like rows of glowing sharp teeth, and the whistling sound it made was like a roar.

"Giant snake! It's a giant snake!!!"

The kidnappers screamed and turned to run away. The kidnapper's leader was no exception. He was frightened by the giant snake that emerged from the darkness and fled into the forest.

bang-

The dozing driver of the magic locomotive was awakened by a slight bump. He glanced at the dashboard, then stretched his head to look outside the car, but found nothing unusual.

In the woods, the three kidnappers, seized by fear, turned around like headless flies for several times before they followed the firelight and fled to the campfire.

Fortunately, the giant snake that ate their companions did not chase them, but... they lost Martin.

As I was thinking this, the sound of rustling footsteps suddenly came from outside the fire.

The frightened kidnapper was startled and took a few steps back tremblingly, then saw Martin coming back with a bunch of white mushrooms.

“Are you ready for a mushroom feast?”

The remaining three kidnappers looked at each other in bewilderment. The 100 Kinnars came back on their own…?
The death of a companion is a cause of grief, but there is also one less person to share the spoils of life...

"Don't eat it, it's poisonous!" A kidnapper screamed in response. He killed Viru and Beckett, and he still wanted to harm them!
"Poison? This isn't a flower mushroom."

Martin pushed aside the kidnappers who were blocking his way and walked naturally to the campfire. He skewered mushrooms on a wooden stick and roasted them over the fire.

"If you don't want to eat it, forget it. I'll eat it myself!"

Another kidnapper muttered: "We have to stop him, in case he is poisoned..."

He closed his mouth because the mushrooms on the fire quickly secreted oil and the fragrance gradually wafted out.

Martin, who had helped out at Aunt Susan's restaurant many times, turned the mushrooms over skillfully and squeezed them on the stone slab, making a whistling sound like wind drilling through a hole.

"Gululu..."

Someone's stomach was growling. Martin couldn't wait to put a skewer of mushrooms into his mouth after grilling them. His teeth ground the mushrooms, making a smacking sound, and the corners of his mouth were shiny.

One of the kidnappers muttered: "Look how delicious he is eating, maybe it's not poisonous..."

Another subordinate also swallowed and said, "I heard that some mushrooms are more tender than dragon meat..."

"If you want to eat, just eat it yourselves. I will enjoy the cramps all by myself." The kidnapper leader sneered and sat opposite Martin - out of sight, out of mouth.

The subordinates who had been craving for the food for a long time immediately came over. Martin stopped, turned his back and continued to chew with big mouthfuls.

"Martin, how about giving me a bunch?"

The kidnapper couldn't help but stretch out his hand, but Martin bit all the remaining mushrooms into his mouth like he was protecting his food, and shook his head vaguely: "No!"

"I'm a kidnapper!"

"You won't even call me Master Martin."

"Master Martin..."

As low-level minions, face is what they care about the most and what they care the least about.

Martin glanced at him sideways, picked up a bunch of grilled mushrooms on the fire and handed it to him.

"I want this!"

The kidnapper picked up a bunch of grilled mushrooms that looked the most charred and couldn't wait to put them into his mouth.

“Okay… okay…”

"Is it delicious?" his companion asked him.

After a fight with the grilled mushrooms in his mouth, the kidnapper mumbled, "It's hot!"

As for whether it tastes good or not, you can tell by looking at how fast he eats.

The remaining two kidnappers were drooling, and Viru's friend was still wondering whether the accident during the day was an accident...

When his stomach rumbled like thunder again, he couldn't help it and reached out his hand.

"Boss, it seems to be okay." Another one came to the kidnapper leader and said, "The grilled mushrooms smell so good..."

The kidnapper leader stood up with a gloomy face and walked up to Martin.

The kidnapper squatting next to him raised his head:

"Boss, don't fight..."

The kidnapper leader suddenly snatched away all the grilled mushrooms except the one in Martin's mouth.

"give me back!"

Martin rushed forward and was about to fight to the death, but was held back by two of his men. He only held the kidnapper leader's feet, took off one of his boots, and poked a hole in his socks.

"Tie him up!"

The kidnapper leader looked down at his exposed toes, angrily said, put on his boots, walked back to his seat with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and bit the grilled mushrooms as if he was biting Martin's flesh.

On the opposite side, Martin, with his upper body tied up, stood up again.

"What are you going to do?" The kidnapper leader stared at him.

"I'm still a little hungry..." Martin, with his upper body tied up, turned around and walked into the darkness.

"Tie his feet too!"

……

Late at night, the kidnappers dozed off by the warm bonfire, listening to the occasional crackling sound of firewood.

"Why is it a bit hot..."

The men felt as if their faces were burning and moved away from the campfire, but they were still very hot.

"Hiss, me too." He heard a voice echoing from the side, and then he saw that his companion had taken off only a single piece of clothing.

It’s almost February, but the temperature is far from warm, and the bonfires aren’t burning that brightly…

"Could it be that the mushrooms are poisonous?" He was shocked by his own guess.

"No, Martin also ate a lot..." The companion muttered, stood up and kicked Martin who was lying on his side.

Martin was flipped over, and in the firelight, strings of foam came out of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)