"Close your eyes. It's normal to feel pain and dizziness. Once I've removed all the parts from your body, it won't hurt anymore."

"Bear with it, I'll try my best to make you suffer terribly, don't worry, it definitely won't take more than 5 minutes."

After saying that, he aimed his gaze at the eyes below the mountain.

Knowing that he was doomed today, Yamashita decided not to beg for mercy and instead burst into laughter despite the pain.

"Hahaha! You stupid Chinese pigs, do you really think you've won?"

His sudden remark caused Tang Weiwei's hand holding the knife to stop abruptly in mid-air.

The sinister smile froze instantly…

"What's the meaning?"

Blood kept flowing from the pig's nose at the foot of the mountain, trickling down its upper lip and into its mouth...

He grinned, revealing a mouthful of bloody teeth; his smile was disgusting and sinister.

"You've been chasing us all this way, haven't you noticed that one of us is missing?"

Upon hearing this, everyone felt a sense of unease, especially Tang Weiwei.

He remembered Ye Feng telling him that Watanabe was about 177 cm tall and weighed about 130 kg.

While chasing Horford and the others, he couldn't make out their faces.

But judging from the backs and figures of those four people, they were all clearly over 180cm tall.

He also vaguely heard some of the other party's conversation, which was in English, very fluent English with a heavy accent.

Therefore, Watanabe was definitely not among them.

But along the way, Tang Weiwei only saw five figures; no one split up and ran away...

Could it be...?

Suddenly! Tang Weiwei's eyelids twitched open, and an ominous premonition instantly enveloped her entire body.

Watanabe didn't run away at all, and the only place nearby where he could hide was the patch of vegetation from earlier.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing Tang Weiwei's sudden realization, Yamashita let out another sinister laugh.

"As far as I know, Ye Feng, who is ranked first, seems to be just a low-level person from the bottom of society who delivers takeout, apart from relying on his weapon, right?"

He doesn't seem to be as good a fighter as you guys, and now he's been poisoned by the smoke.

Watanabe comes from a family of hunters, and he himself is one of the inheritors of the samurai way.

In this light, under conditions of ambush, killing an ordinary person who can't fight shouldn't be too difficult, right?

In the end, it was still us, Zhipan... who beat you, China! Hahaha!

The Great Zhicang Empire... ten thousand…

"So hi!"

Tang Weiwei cursed loudly, having lost all desire to continue tormenting Shan Xia.

He thrust out the knife swiftly, stabbing it straight into the neck of the man below the mountain.

Before Yamashita could finish speaking, his laughter abruptly stopped, and he collapsed to the ground, going to meet the Emperor…

Tang Weiwei immediately stood up, threw the knife to Zhan Pengwu, and the flashlight to Liu Sisi. Then she began to direct the group.

"Ye Feng is in danger! The two girls clean up the mess, everyone else come with me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the four men quickly ran back.

"That damned Zhipan dog, I'll definitely kill him!"

Fu Changxiong followed closely behind Tang Weiwei. Ye Feng was his hope, and even more so, his daughter's hope.

If he could, he would rather sacrifice himself than let anything happen to Ye Feng.

Although Tang Weiwei had only known Ye Feng for a short time, she greatly admired his abilities and character.

After spending these past few days together, he felt even more strongly that only Ye Feng could lead them to survive until the end.

He glanced at the amount on his watch and immediately breathed a sigh of relief; the prize pool had now reached 3040.

Previously, when Simond was killed, the number jumped to 2920.

Therefore, Ye Feng is definitely alright now.

None of them expected that Watanabe would be so cunning, having played a trick of hiding the truth under the circumstances.

At the same time, they were all well aware that what Yamashita said was true.

When it comes to survival and using one's brain, Ye Feng ranks among the top of the hundred challengers.

When it comes to close-quarters combat and fighting for one's life, he could probably only beat the two girls and Qi Xiaojie in this group.

And if we add a sneak attack...

Thinking of this, the running crowd quickened their pace...

Ye Feng is fine now, but that doesn't mean he'll always be fine. He might already be seriously injured.

8 minutes ago——

After resting for a while and drinking some water, Ye Feng felt his breathing became a little easier.

After all, he didn't inhale much of the toxic fumes. As long as you don't keep inhaling it, you basically won't die; it will only make you feel uncomfortable.

With two experts, Tang Weiwei and Zhan Pengwu, ahead of them, and Horford and his group suffering losses and being poisoned by the smoke, the chances of them being ambushed should be slim.

So Ye Feng decided to clean up the battlefield and there was no need to follow them.

He took a water bottle, covered his nose, and poured out all the still-burning poisonous tree trunks one by one.

Only a small section of the tree trunk was burned, so it can be reused.

He carried six poisonous tree trunks and slowly approached Jiu Cherang, who had been shot to death by an arrow.

The arrow pierced his neck, but for some reason, it did not go through.

However, judging from his peaceful appearance, he was clearly dead.

"Hmph..."

Ye Feng squatted down beside him, a mocking expression on his face…

"Zhipan dog, I was originally planning to capture someone alive and torture them properly, but you died so quickly, it's too good for you."

After saying that, he took off the other person's backpack. It's almost impossible for someone who has survived to this day to have no blood on their hands.

Therefore, there must be a lot of equipment.

Instead of checking immediately, he continued trying to strip the other person of their clothes.

But just then, a faint sound suddenly rang out from his right front.

"who!?"

Ye Feng immediately became alert. With so much fighting going on here, including fire and arrows, it was impossible for any wild animals to arrive so soon.

So it can only be a person, and since their companions all went after the person, in this thicket of vegetation, there can only be...

Just as he thought of this, a huge clump of plants two meters away from him was suddenly pried open by two hands…

"ah!"

A figure darted out quickly…

It wasn't so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face yet, and at such close range, Ye Feng recognized Watanabe at a glance.

He was incredibly fast; his machete swung out with a resounding clang, slashing horizontally towards Ye Feng's head.

Ye Feng instinctively raised the backpack he had just pulled out to block, and Watanabe's knife slashed into the bag.

He didn't want to give Ye Feng any chance to react at all, and kicked out with his left foot, hitting Ye Feng squarely in the chest.

"Well!"

Ye Feng felt a tightness in his chest and couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

He was already on the edge of the slope when the kick caused him to lose his balance instantly, the bow slipped from his hand, and he tumbled down the slope.

Fortunately, the slope was not too steep, and the ground was mostly covered with weeds and soil, with no sharp objects.

Ye Feng, feeling dizzy and disoriented, finally managed to stop and regain his balance after rolling five or six times.

He immediately stood up, coughed twice, and then realized what was going on.

"Zhipan dog, you're really something, actually risking continuing to inhale the poisonous fumes to ambush me here."