He practically spat out those words through gritted teeth, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
Since the other party has already made their move, instead of hiding and waiting for them to come knocking on our door one day...
It would be better to strike first and eliminate the threat before making any further moves.
After thinking it over, he looked around and quickly retreated into the vegetation behind him.
I found a spot where I could maximize my field of vision and crouched down. I was about seventeen or eighteen meters away from the trap.
When it comes to playing PUBG, Ye Feng is the best at being the sixth player (or "the one who stays behind").
Since the other party has set a trap, they will definitely come to check it.
Based on the information he had obtained so far, Ye Feng had already vaguely guessed some of the reasons.
When he walked through this area a few days ago, he did not find any trace of human activity.
Therefore, at present, there are only two most likely scenarios.
Either the group that set the trap had a camp nearby, and they just happened to come here recently and discovered their activities.
Or perhaps they just moved here recently, but as for why, that's hard to say.
It could be to escape being hunted down, or it could be that the resources here are abundant, or it could even be that they came specifically to find him.
However, all of this is currently just his speculation.
Time ticked by, and Ye Feng endured the mosquitoes, staying in the vegetation for nearly an hour.
Fortunately, with the protection of leg wraps, sleeves, and a raincoat, he was not bitten much.
Raindrops slowly began to fall from the sky, hitting the plant leaves with a pattering sound.
Ye Feng tried standing, sitting, and squatting countless times before finally a sound came from the vegetation not far away.
However, due to the abundance of plants, the field of vision is limited.
He could only see a dark figure moving forward, constantly fiddling with the plants.
However, judging from his skin color, he should be an old black man.
He was wearing a blue baseball cap and was swinging a stick at the plants blocking his way, looking somewhat resentful.
He was muttering something to himself from time to time.
Ye Feng immediately nocked his bow and arrows, and then looked him over for a while.
That confirmed that the old man had come alone.
"hair!"
Old Hei's sudden outburst of curses startled Ye Feng, who immediately drew back his bow and began aiming left and right.
But he didn't reveal anything at all; it seemed like the old black man was throwing a tantrum.
"Damn Horford! You're going to get what's coming to you! You're getting beaten up and running around, and you can't even fight back."
He just takes his anger out on me. He can't even beat the ninth-ranked guy on the leaderboard, yet he wants to kill the number one.
Fuck! What a coward! He's afraid of dying, yet he insists on claiming it's to protect others by forming an alliance.
What the hell is the Marines? They're a disgrace! I really want to kick their ass to pieces!
Old Black kept swearing, and he smashed all the plants around him to pieces.
It seems to be more than just resentment; it's anger that has been building up for a long time.
"Horford?"
When Ye Feng heard this name, an image of a tall, black male came to mind.
"So it was him."
Ye Feng immediately checked his watch and looked at the information sent by Chou Chou.
"Horford George, 31, ranked third, served in the Marine Corps for 6 years and was a member of the Navy SEALs."
He is 1.87 meters tall, weighs 90 kilograms, and is proficient in hand-to-hand combat, swimming, and firearms.
"Damn, this is going to be a problem."
Ye Feng was shocked; this person was a tough nut to crack.
Although these documents were only a few lines long, each one was enough to make him look up to them.
What are the Navy SEALs? They're one of Merrick's elite units.
Which one of them isn't a top soldier?
Ye Feng knew his own limitations, whether it was in terms of intelligence or survival skills.
He felt that even if he wasn't number one, he could definitely be in the top three.
But when it comes to fighting or brawling, they probably wouldn't even make the top 50.
And now, this tough nut has actually set its sights on me.
Ye Feng was in a dilemma. Given his team's combat strength, if he were to directly confront them head-on...
I'm afraid Horford alone could wipe them all out.
"Hahaha!"
Just as he was worrying, Old Hei, who was not far away, suddenly let out a hearty laugh.
"That damn Horford, at least he's still somewhat useful."
"This road really does have big fish!"
His earlier cursing and swearing face had turned into a beaming smile.
Old Hei strode happily and ran quickly toward the collapsed pit.
A row of white teeth appeared on his dark face; he assumed someone must have been infected this time.
Before they could even get out of the vegetation, they discovered two bird traps next to the pit, which had already been triggered.
His smile vanished instantly…
Because there was no one hanging on that vine, and not even any animal.
He personally set up these two traps, so the fact that this happened means that someone must have been there.
Could it be that they've fallen into a trap?
Old Hei immediately slowed down, pulled a wood-chopping knife from his right hip, and slowly walked into the pit.
It was clear that he had realized something was wrong.
His action earned Ye Feng's secret admiration.
"This old black man is quite clever, but... since you're here, you might as well stay."
Ye Feng drew back the bowstring, and the sharp arrowhead was aimed at Lao Hei's lower body.
Soon, Lao Hei emerged from the vegetation and arrived at the edge of the pit.
When he saw that the room was empty, a look of obvious confusion appeared on his face.
Then, he turned his gaze downwards and discovered the shoe prints that Ye Feng had just left.
His eyes widened, he gripped his wood-chopping knife tightly, and hurriedly looked around, trying to find the owner of the shoe print.
Just then, a whooshing sound, muffled by the drizzle, rang out from the vegetation.
An arrow, moving with lightning speed, shot out at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye and pierced Old Black's thigh in the blink of an eye.
"ah!……"
Before he could even see what it was, he collapsed to the ground and began to howl in pain.
Ye Feng nocked another arrow and quickly stepped out.
The moment Lao Hei fell to the ground, his blue hat fell off, revealing his almost completely bald head.
However, he had no time to worry about his hat right now, even though Ye Feng's arrow hadn't pierced his thigh.
But these kinds of injuries are the most terrifying because compound bows are used indiscriminately. They almost always result in penetrating wounds.
If it didn't penetrate completely, it can only mean that it hit the bone.
Judging from his screams of pain, his leg bone had clearly been broken by a bullet.
"Hello!"
Ye Feng kept aiming his arrow at the old black man in front of him, deliberately shooting him in the leg.
Because he still had many questions in his mind that he needed the old black man to answer.
"If you shout again, I'll make sure you never have to shout again!"
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