"Where did that kid go? Wasn't he just standing here a moment ago?"

Seth looked around, puzzled.

Michelle glared at him angrily…

"It's all your fault! I told you we should have just used a bow and arrow, but you insisted on capturing them alive."

"That's bad. We don't know where that kid has run off to, and we can't kill him. Kane and the others are about to collapse."

The two of them had just run all the way and gone in a big circle before finally arriving at the back of this hillside.

They had planned to ambush Ye Feng and his group from behind, but when they arrived, they found that Ye Feng was all alone.

"What do you know!?"

Seth retorted to her irritably. He knew Ye Feng was the leader and had originally planned to capture Ye Feng directly to blackmail Tang Weiwei and the others.

Although the other side may not necessarily lay down their weapons, they certainly will not dare to make any rash moves and will continue to press forward.

This way, they can be rescued and allowed to leave safely.

Moreover, once Ye Feng is restrained, the opponent will lose their backbone, and the situation will be completely reversed.

"Only by capturing Ye Feng can Cairnster and the others be safe."

Besides... didn't Horford say that the kid was wearing something that a wooden bow couldn't penetrate? Only close combat would offer a chance.

"Hurry up and look! That kid must be hiding; he's definitely still here!"

No sooner had he said this than a slight tremor came from the vegetation not far away.

Their eyes narrowed, and they both looked over at the same time.

Seth tilted his head slightly and gave Michelle a look.

Her long-term cooperation allowed her to immediately understand.

The two of them started walking quietly at the same time, splitting into two groups and forming a formation that surrounded the vegetation, one in front of the other.

The two were more than ten meters apart...

"Ye Feng! You can't escape now!"

Michelle took a long stride, gripped the dagger tightly, and quickly ran to the edge of the vegetation.

She knew Ye Feng was skilled at using underhanded tactics, so she didn't dare get too close.

He had no choice but to slowly part the vegetation with his legs, his eyes fixed on what lay ahead.

The process went smoothly without any unexpected incidents.

But when she saw the bushes that were making the sound, she couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

There was no sign of Ye Feng anywhere; it was completely empty.

But then I thought about it again, and realized that didn't make sense either.

If there was no one there, where did that commotion come from?

So she bent down and looked closer, and then she understood...

It turned out that a hemp rope was tied to the base of one of the waist-high plants.

Michelle was puzzled and instinctively looked in the direction of the rope.

But just as he turned around, Ye Feng suddenly appeared from about a meter behind her...

In that instant, Michelle met Ye Feng's murderous gaze.

At this moment, Ye Feng's brows were furrowed in anger, and his cheeks were puffed out like a frog's...

His left hand was raised straight up, with a white, flute-like object tightly gripped in his palm.

The key point is that a wisp of flame is still burning at the top of this flute.

Time seemed to freeze in that second…

However, in the very next second, Michelle had just started to move...

"puff!"

"boom!"

Ye Feng instantly spat out a mouthful of white liquid...

It looked like ordinary water, but the moment it came into contact with the flames, it instantly transformed into a fan-shaped wall of fire, heading straight for Michelle's face.

It all happened so fast that Michelle had no time to react.

She felt a scorching and intense heat engulf her entire head in the blink of an eye.

What followed was an endless, intense burning pain.

Her head instantly turned into a fireball, much faster than when Ye Feng burned Watanabe a few days ago.

After all, Michelle is a woman, but the key point is that she has waist-length braids.

Furthermore, if the hair hasn't been washed for a long time and is covered in sweat, it will burn faster and be more flammable.

The flames first shot up the hair on the top of her head and quickly spread to the back of her head, then to her long golden ponytail.

It emitted a faint crackling sound...

"ah!……"

She let out a piercing scream of pain that shook the heavens, and violently pounded the flames with both hands.

Trying to extinguish it…

But this was completely useless; the nickname "jungle fuel" wasn't given lightly.

Unlike Watanabe's panic, after patting her hair twice to no avail, she immediately tried to cut it off with the short knife in her hand.

But Ye Feng wouldn't let her have her way. He had already drawn his Nepalese sword, raised his right arm high, and slashed down diagonally, striking Michelle's forearm...

"Ugh!..."

The Nepalese blade was so sharp that it severed Michelle's entire forearm.

The burning pain from the flames, combined with the agony of her severed hand, caused her screams to echo throughout the forest.

Even those who were still exchanging fire in the distance stopped fighting.

When they turned around, Tang Weiwei and the others naturally showed joy on their faces.

They didn't expect their opponent to flank them, and they certainly didn't expect Ye Feng to turn the tables and kill them.

“Michelle!…”

Cairnster was furious, but there was nothing he could do.

He naturally knew what Ye Feng was spitting out.

But it's truly unexpected that Ye Feng would use the cannonball juice in such a way.

Aren't you afraid of burning your hands?

But the next second, when he saw the tinderbox in Ye Feng's hand, he understood everything...

This fox from China is not only cunning and tenacious, but also incredibly creative…

It turns out that I... underestimated him from the very beginning.

Ye Feng's fire completely destroyed his pride as a special forces king.

This cunning fox can actually bite the hunter.

But Ye Feng had no time to pay attention to everyone's reactions; he raised the knife again with one hand...

When the sword struck again, Michelle's other hand was also instantly severed.

He would absolutely not show any mercy to this tomboy who wanted to kill him.

Because he vaguely remembered the smug and mocking look on this woman's face when she set fire to his roof a few days ago.

They even told me to surrender quickly, calling China a coward and spewing a bunch of racist remarks.

Of all the people who set fires and harassed her, this woman was the most arrogant and foul-mouthed.

Ye Feng is a very vengeful person, and he remembered all those words.

He puffed out his cheeks again, made a brief gesture of gathering his strength, and spat the remaining half mouthful of juice onto Michelle.

It was as if he had turned the humiliation he had suffered over the past few days into anger, and then spat it out.

"boom!"

The already raging flames became even more uncontrollable.

With both hands severed and a few seconds of intense fire, this woman is now beyond saving.

"You bitch! Die!"

Ye Feng felt he hadn't even caught his breath, so he raised his knife, ready to deliver a fatal blow.

But just then, he suddenly heard a sound from his side and behind.

I quickly turned around and looked...

Seth had somehow appeared beside him and swung his sword down towards his head...