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"Damn it to hell, what rotten luck, how did we run into such a jinx!" In the midst of a frantic escape, the scar-faced man cursed loudly, even regretting coming to this deserted island. "Boss, what do we do next?" the predator asked. "What to do! What to do! How the hell should I know!" The scar-faced man was a bit agitated. They were unfamiliar with the terrain and environment of this island, so they could only run around like headless chickens. "We can only take it one step at a time." "Ah, b-boss!" Just as the three were desperately running away, a dozen strong gorillas blocked their path from the front, roaring furiously. "Quick, retreat!" The scar-faced man immediately changed direction but stopped in his tracks. The group of gorillas chasing them had also caught up from behin