At this moment, Zhan Pengwu was sitting on the ground in a twisted, cross-legged position.
He gripped the butterfly knife stuck in his abdomen tightly in his left hand, his eyes still filled with disdain.
"This tactic is called feinting to the east while attacking in the west."
It turns out that as he swung his knife with his right hand, he also spun around downwards.
At the same time, using the force of the rotation, the knife in his left hand plunged into LeBron's lower abdomen.
But that wasn't enough. Zhan Pengwu twisted the hilt of the knife with force.
The blade instantly spun half a circle inside LeBron's body, churning his intestines.
"ah!……"
LeBron's screams pierced the sky as he felt intense cramping in his abdomen.
Zhan Pengwu still didn't let him go. He pulled out his left knife and stood up.
His right knife pierced LeBron's forearm at a downward angle.
This time, he didn't even give the other party a chance to scream.
He quickly drew his right knife and began wielding both knives against LeBron's chest.
His hands moved in a flash, creating afterimages, yet the movements were fluid despite their sweeping and powerful motions.
In less than 5 seconds, LeBron's clothes had more than a dozen holes.
He couldn't fight back at all; blood gushed from his body with each flash of the blade.
Finally, after 48 swings, Zhan Pengwu drew his twin swords and made an embracing motion.
He then swung forcefully toward the center, right in the middle, at LeBron's neck.
"Whoosh!"
A standard "x" double-sword slash is unleashed.
As the final strike, Zhan Pengwu didn't hold back at all; after swinging the blade, he quickly dodged to the side.
This set of knife techniques is fluid and seamless, executed in one go.
The moment he dodged, LeBron knelt on the ground.
Unlike the man in front of the car who clutched his neck and collapsed to the ground struggling, he had no strength left, or rather... it was all useless now.
"Sizzle..."
The knife wound on his neck was a smooth "I" shape, from which a large fountain of blood spurted out.
LeBron's eyes slowly closed at that moment, his face fell to the ground, and he lost his life forever.
Fifth on the list, thus completely eliminated.
Zhan Pengwu immediately stepped forward and used the other person's clothes to wipe the blood off the butterfly knife.
Then he took off his recurve bow and quickly ran to where his younger brother was.
Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that Zhan Pengfei's chest was soaked with blood.
His eyes, which had just been filled with murderous intent, instantly turned into worry.
She had just reunited with her brother, but it looked like they were about to be separated by life and death.
"Xiaofei, what... what are we going to do?"
Zhan Pengfei gave his brother a warm smile.
"Brother, don't worry, I won't die. Just pull out the arrow and stop the bleeding."
Ha... that foreign devil wanted to shoot me in the heart, but his archery skills were terrible.
The arrow must have gone through my sternum in my back. Aside from some pain, I'm mostly fine.
"You...you must save my friends! If it weren't for them, I would be dead already."
Upon hearing this, the two exchanged a glance, both looking somewhat surprised.
Good person? This word seemed quite surprising to them.
However, both of them believed him, and soon, Qi Xiaojie was carried by Zhan Pengwu to Qi Xiaoyan and the other two women.
Tang Weiwei immediately began to examine them, and in less than a minute, he had determined the extent of their injuries.
"Fortunately, neither of these women suffered fatal injuries. One had lost too much blood, and the other was knocked unconscious. They will recover after a period of rest."
The kid was covered in bruises, with many impact injuries. I don't know if his internal organs were damaged, but he should be able to survive.
Hearing this, Zhan Pengfei breathed a sigh of relief.
Although he had only known these people for less than two days, he already considered Ye Feng and the others as his companions.
After all, this was the first time he had ever experienced kindness from a stranger in this game.
"Brother Dawei, how did you all suddenly find this place?"
Tang Weiwei pointed in the direction she had just run from.
"Ever since we were ambushed by Clayvenel and his gang, we've been looking for you."
At the time, we thought you were definitely dead, but later…
We even searched two kilometers down from the waterfall, but still couldn't find any trace of you.
Because you're carrying a backpack, even if it gets eaten by piranhas and crocodiles, the backpack will still be there.
So I guess you probably ran away, thinking you'd come back on your own...
But after waiting for several days, your brother couldn't sit still anymore and dragged me out to find you.
I've been searching for several days, and I finally found this place today.
A dozen minutes ago, we saw a large flock of birds flying out from here.
I felt something was wrong, so I came over to check it out. But halfway there, I heard screams of agony.
"You're lucky, kid. You also have to thank your brother for his persistence, otherwise I would have given up yesterday."
Zhan Pengfei was moved to tears. He knew that his two older brothers would never abandon him.
But I never expected that they would travel so far to look for me for several days.
He rested his head on Zhan Pengwu's shoulder, tears streaming down his face.
"Brother, I miss you so much. If it weren't for these friends, I might never have seen you again."
Zhan Pengwu pursed his lips and gently patted his head.
"Alright, alright, being alive is a good thing. You're injured, let me help you pull the arrow out first."
"Don't move!"
Just as Zhan Pengwu was about to make his move, Tang Weiwei stopped him.
"We don't have any hemostatic herbs on us, nor do we have the tools to brew them. Do you want him to die?"
Zhan Pengwu slapped his forehead, feeling somewhat regretful.
"Oh dear! I should have brought my backpack with me. What am I going to do now?"
Zhan Pengfei pointed to the treehouse platform not far away…
“Those backpacks contained pots and lots of freshly picked herbs.”
Upon hearing this, the two were overjoyed and quickly helped him to the platform.
Then they carried Qi Xiaojie and the two women upstairs together.
As they rummaged through their backpacks, their eyebrows involuntarily rose, their surprise evident.
Every tool inside was a shock to their worldview.
"My goodness... these people are rolling in money! How come they have so much jerky?!"
Zhan Pengwu couldn't resist grabbing one and taking a bite. After chewing it a couple of times, he excitedly kept pointing at the jerky.
"My goodness! Brother Wei... Brother Wei, there's salt in this, it's different from the potassium salt we eat, it tastes amazing!"
Tang Weiwei was equally surprised and immediately grabbed one and put it in her mouth.
When the familiar salty taste reached his tongue, he recognized it; there was no bitterness, so it was definitely table salt.
Frying pan, salt, recurve bow, machete, countless pieces of dried meat...
And each person had a piece of clothing that looked like armor.
Each piece of equipment is considered top-of-the-line luxury gear for wilderness survival.
Tang Weiwei began to wonder about the origins of this group of people…
"Pengfei, who is the leader of this team?"
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