Upon hearing this, Bolton nodded.

"Alright, spare their lives for now, and we'll deal with it after Clay has resolved the issue."

No sooner had the words been spoken than a series of urgent "yes" sounds came from the distant woods.

There are both male and female voices, clearly indicating that the battle between Clement and Choi Min-joo has entered a heated phase.

This got everyone really excited, and they even started whistling.

"Clay! Don't you fucking mess with that little girl, we haven't had our fun yet."

"You'd better be careful with this one woman."

...

Unlike the lewd and mocking laughter of the crowd, Kim Tae-woo felt very uncomfortable at this moment.

In his heart, although Choi Min-joo was also a plaything, he had played with her for so long that he had long regarded her as his girlfriend.

Now, my things have been taken by others, and I may not live much longer.

He regretted it; he should have stayed in the camp instead of running away.

However, he didn't blame Clayvin and his group, because his American father was not wrong. Instead, he cursed Choi Min-joo in his heart.

"You filthy bitch, you even dared to use English now, you really are a piece of trash."

After a while, Clayvin pulled up his trousers and walked out of the woods with a satisfied look on his face, appearing to be in a very good mood.

Bolton quickly went up to him.

"Hehe, that woman has a pretty high-pitched voice, how's her technique?"

"Hmm! Not bad,"

Clayvin nodded in satisfaction.

"Korean women certainly have a way with things, comparable to our strippers. By the way, how's your inquiry going?"

"Hey~ I didn't even have a chance to ask before this kid confessed everything. They were being chased and that's why they fled here."

I was originally going to kill him outright, but LeBron said keeping him alive might be useful for killing Ye Feng. It's up to you to decide.”

Bolton then told him all of LeBron's thoughts.

After listening, Clayvin thought for a moment and then agreed.

Free labor and a shield—why not take advantage of it?

"I understand, go play, just don't kill me."

"Okay."

Bolton couldn't wait any longer; he ran and took off his clothes as he went, disappearing into the woods.

Clayvin walked slowly up to Kim Tae-woo and grabbed his hair.

"Kid, I'll spare your life if you tell me everything you know. Who's after you? How many of them are there?"

Yes, yes, yes.

Seeing that he could save his life, Kim Tae-woo didn't hesitate and quickly told everyone everything.

It turned out that they weren't being chased at all, but rather they were afraid of being killed, so they ran away in advance.

The opposing team was a four-man squad led by Cairnster, who had been occupying a resource area in the northeast.

During a hunting trip, Kim Tae-woo and his group accidentally witnessed Cairnster's group fighting against another five-person squad.

As a result, two of the opposing team members were killed or wounded, while the remaining three fled in disarray.

The formidable strength of the Cairnster team deeply impressed Kim Tae-woo and his three companions.

It was only then that they discovered that the person ranked second on the leaderboard lived near their camp.

The combination of being a retired special forces soldier and holding the title of a soldier from Merrick is simply too impressive.

Knowing they were no match for the enemy and fearing they would eventually come after them, Kim Tae-woo and his companions began to flee.

As it turned out, the paths in the jungle were so confusing that I accidentally went the wrong way and ended up here.

After hearing his words, Clayvin frowned.

This is definitely a team that is no less powerful than Tang Weiwei and Zhan Pengwu, and may even be stronger.

Currently, although they have a numerical advantage, they only have two homemade wooden bows and their weapons are mostly melee weapons, while the enemy has retired special forces soldiers in command.

If we were to encounter them someday, we would definitely be no match for their overwhelming strength.

At this point, if we had some powerful long-range weapons, we probably wouldn't have to worry.

Thinking of this, Clayvin's mind was filled with images of Ye Feng, and the compound bow and recurve bow he had never seen before.

"If I had that kid's equipment, I would never have to be afraid of Zhan Pengwu or Cairnster again."

His desire for weapons grew stronger, for they represented final victory and the ultimate prize.

"Kim Tae-woo, right? Listen, I won't kill you, but you have to join my team."

Because we're going to kill someone soon, and this person has a lot of weapons and tools that I want.

If we succeed, I'll share some with you. Let's survive to the end together and win the grand prize. What do you think?

Kim Tae-woo was slightly stunned. He hadn't expected that he would not only survive but also join such a powerful team.

With a powerful American backer, winning the grand prize is practically guaranteed, isn't it?

But he's not stupid; he's survived this long. Why would he invite someone else to join when there are already people ranked fourth and fifth on the leaderboard?

He realized things weren't so simple, so he asked in a low voice:

"Brother, may I ask who you plan to kill?"

Clayvin didn't mince words and just said it directly.

"Number one on the leaderboard: Ye Feng."

"ah!?"

Kim Tae-woo was so frightened that he leaned back. Even the second-ranked Cairnster was enough to scare him so much that he ran away for several days.

How could I possibly be qualified to kill the number one player?

Seeing the look of fear on his face, Clayvin felt utterly disgusted.

My impression of South Koreans has once again turned negative.

"Was our general killed by someone like this back then? What a shameful way to die."

He suppressed his anger and continued:

"Don't worry, the rankings are just based on popularity, not combat power."

Moreover, since I dared to take Ye Feng as my target, I must have learned a lot about him.

His team consisted of five people, including two women.

The other three had virtually no fighting ability; they relied entirely on equipment and luck.

And as you know, there are over a billion people in China. His first-place ranking was entirely due to the votes of his compatriots. It's highly inflated.

I don't need the three of you to fight for me. Just help us carry our things, and I'll take care of the rest.

Afterwards, I'll distribute the supplies to you all the same. Let's win the big prize together.

Upon hearing this, Kim Tae-woo's expression softened considerably.

If you can win without lifting a finger just by carrying things around, then this deal isn't a bad one.

Moreover, it seems that I don't have a better choice right now.

Even if the other party releases me now, they certainly won't return the tools.

Without tools, you'd still die in this rainforest.

After thinking it over, he readily agreed and began to pledge his loyalty.

"Okay! I'm willing to join, and even more willing to fight."

I knew it. How could that damned Chinese person be number one? They must have cheated.

The Chinese are shameless; they only know how to plagiarize our cultural knowledge.

Moreover, if it weren't for them, our country's territory wouldn't be so small.

Every one of us from the Great Cold Netherworld wishes we could kill every Chinese person.