With the help of eight people, they gently moved the tree trunk to the shore.

Next comes the most important part.

As Tang Weiwei said, the tree trunk was already dead and could not be directly knocked down.

Therefore, the rope that Ye Feng had tied beforehand came in handy.

At that moment, all eight people were pulling on the rope, and then slowly letting go...

They gently laid the tree trunk down on the opposite bank.

In this way, a log bridge with an inclination of about 40 degrees is completed.

Finally, Ye Feng ripped off the knot and retrieved the rope.

The trap was very simple, even a bit childish, but Ye Feng was quite satisfied.

Because there is no other way to get here.

"Walk!"

The process didn't take more than a few minutes, and the group resumed their journey.

This hour is the most dangerous time of their day.

Everyone slowed down their pace, because at this point, the danger posed by the jungle was far less than that of the pursuers.

Ye Feng and the others kept their eyes glued to the surrounding bushes and any place where they could hide as they traveled.

Two little monkeys also stood on Ye Feng's shoulders and began their sentry duty.

Primates are just more intelligent...

The long hours spent traveling in the wild seemed to have given the two monkeys a habit: whenever Ye Feng opened his backpack zipper…

Sometimes you don't even need to lift a finger; they'll just climb onto your shoulders on their own.

They spent half an hour in this tense, cautious state, as if walking on thin ice.

The mountain wasn't very big, and with the map as a guide, Ye Feng and his companions quickly covered a third of it.

As he reached an uphill section, he glanced at his watch, then looked around, appearing quite puzzled…

"These 5 teams, 29 people, have already spent half of their precious map time, why is there still no movement?"

Could it be...? They've really been left behind?

The idea only lingered in Ye Feng's mind for a moment before he shook his head and rejected it.

Even that big guy, Vitneal, could catch up with him and get ahead.

How could other teams possibly fall behind?

"Brother Feng, is there any problem nearby?"

Liu Sisi reminded him from behind, but Ye Feng calmly shook his head...

"I didn't find anything, but I found it strange. There are still 25 minutes of map time left, where are those people?"

Everyone found it strange, because... such precious hunting time...

Even if we don't take this opportunity to attack, we should at least follow up and wait for the right moment to strike.

But even with eight pairs of eyes and two monkeys with keen senses, they didn't notice anything unusual while they were focused on their work.

This only means that the other party is very likely not nearby...

"Could it be that they all want others to go first so they can reap the benefits themselves?"

Liu Sisi analyzed carefully…

Ye Feng blinked noncommittally. He knew that mercenaries were driven by profit and were inherently competitors.

With such a large prize pool, that possibility is indeed possible.

"Perhaps... but we absolutely cannot let our guard down."

Too much calm isn't necessarily a good thing. There might be some conspiracy at play.

Anyway, stay alert and keep your guard up! Remember! Safety first, travel second.

After saying that, the eight people continued on their way...

In fact, the opponents didn't have any ulterior motives; they were simply facing obstacles from nature, just like them.

Ten minutes ago, 3 kilometers to the south—

A team of seven is running forward, led by a tall white male.

He had a golden ponytail with dreadlocks, a mustache, and wore a black cotton t-shirt.

His ears were deformed like Zhan Pengwu's, and he had a purplish-black crossbow hanging around his neck.

This person is none other than Lavezzi Jon, ranked fourth on the list of villains.

All seven people were white, with the same skin color.

They kept checking their watches as they ran, their excitement evident.

Because at this moment, they were less than 3 kilometers away from Ye Feng and his group of 8.

If they can see Ye Feng within this hour, they won't have to wait for the map to refresh every day.

Lavezzi's idea was simple: he didn't intend to fight Ye Feng directly.

The disparity in weaponry is simply too great, and Ye Feng wiped out three teams in one fell swoop yesterday…

This record is quite impressive.

He wasn't a reckless brute like Vitnil; he knew Ye Feng was not so easy to hunt.

So they planned to follow and trail them first, waiting for other teams to run into Ye Feng and start fighting.

He'll wait until both sides are badly injured before coming out to finish them off.

This will minimize the risk and allow you to accumulate more bonuses.

The idea was good, but even with all the equipment provided by the production team, Amazon still taught them a lesson.

Lavezzi is a mercenary, so his knowledge of wilderness survival is naturally excellent.

However, his teammates were all temporarily assembled, and the more people there were, the more problems would arise.

Along the way, the thrilling scenes they experienced were no less than those Ye Feng's.

The team appears to consist of 7 people, but in reality, 3 of them are injured.

Although they were all minor falls and insect bites.

However, he still wasted a lot of time trying to find herbs for the wounded.

He really wanted to get rid of these burdens, but then he thought about how Ye Feng had eight people...

Well, there's no other way... we still need these people to serve as our fighting force.

After running for a while, Lavezzi realized that none of his teammates had disappeared from his path.

He immediately stopped, closed his eyes helplessly, gritted his teeth, and wore a constipated expression of suppressed anger.

He had lost count of how many times this had happened.

With a gloomy expression, he walked back and soon saw his six underlings squatting on the ground, leaning on each other and panting heavily.

Lavezzi was furious. He pulled out his crossbow, nocked an arrow, aimed at one of the bald men, and fired.

"Whoosh!"

The arrow pierced the bald man's crotch, pinning him to the ground.

"Hey!"

The bald man, who was drinking water, was so startled that he dropped his water bottle.

He thought he had been ambushed by the enemy and immediately tried to stand up.

As soon as he moved, his crotch ripped open with a "rip".

"Damn it! Lavezzi! Are you crazy!?"

He glared angrily at Lavezzi, who was approaching with a bow...

Seeing this attitude, Lavezzi was even more furious.

Without saying a word, he quickly ran forward and kicked the bald man in the chest, knocking him to the ground.

"Luo Er! If it weren't for the fact that you're a good fighter, I would have killed you long ago."

"You've survived until now because of someone you don't know?"

The bald man named Lor clutched his aching chest and quickly got up, his expression equally displeased.

He actually respected Lavezzi a lot before the team was formed, but these past two days…

Lavezzi led them over mountains and valleys, enduring countless hardships, even though they had a long chance to catch up with Ye Feng.

But Lavezzi insisted that they remain inactive, only moving around Ye Feng and his group, saying they wanted to reap the benefits...