"Hehe, cough cough cough."
Watanabe coughed while sneering; clearly, playing dirty tricks had a price to pay.
During this time, although he kept his mouth and nose covered, it is impossible for a person not to breathe, and there is a time limit to holding one's breath.
He inhaled some of the large amount of smoke produced by the six poisonous trees, causing him to cough and wheeze continuously.
"Cough! You're pretty ruthless, aren't you? You even poisoned yourself but still threw this thing at us."
I never intended to ambush you, cough cough, but I never expected... cough cough, you actually got poisoned too.
"And I just happened to be alone. Thank you for extinguishing this poisonous smoke for me. Now, I'll settle all the old and new scores with you!"
He spoke the last sentence especially loudly, and Watanabe's expression immediately turned cold and profound, as if he had seen the murderer of her husband.
He quickly took two steps forward and laboriously picked up Ye Feng's compound bow...
When he discovered that the quiver contained arrows, the hunter immediately recognized its identity…
"Composite crossbow!?"
Watanabe's eyes widened in disbelief, and he unconsciously reached out to touch the bow.
This thing fires in rapid succession...
He was extremely relieved that it was dark and that he had taken a risky step.
If I hadn't made the first move, or had been even a little slower, I probably would have been riddled with bullets.
"Good lad...you actually have something like this!? Hahaha..."
He suddenly grinned maliciously…
"But now! He's mine!"
Ye Feng stared coldly at him, clutching his aching chest, without uttering a word.
The two are now less than ten meters apart, one on the mountain and the other at the foot of the mountain…
At this distance, once the arrow is released, a kill can be achieved within 0.2 seconds.
While marveling at the weight of the compound bow, Watanabe slowly drew back half of the bow.
At that moment, Ye Feng suddenly pointed at Watanabe.
"Tang Weiwei! Kill him now!"
"What!?"
Watanabe felt a chill run down his spine. He immediately released his grip on the bowstring and quickly turned around to parry with the bow.
But when I turned around, there wasn't a soul in sight.
He realized he had been tricked, and when he turned around again, he only saw Ye Feng's figure gradually running away.
"Baka yarou!"
He cursed loudly, raised his bow, and prepared to shoot…
"Cough cough cough!"
But he couldn't stop coughing, and his upper body was shaking violently.
In addition, Ye Feng's stylish S-shaped running style made aiming extremely difficult for him.
"You Chinese pig, don't even think about running away!"
Watanabe shouted and quickly gave chase...
This is a golden opportunity; Ye Feng is alone, and I now have a powerful artifact at my disposal.
The grand prize and freedom were within reach; all that was needed was to kill this cunning Chinese man before him, and everything would be over.
His unwavering belief in freedom overshadowed his injured airway.
The intense excitement made him feel like he had been injected with adrenaline, and he chased after the challenge despite his cough.
Ye Feng, who was ahead, was also running for his life, and his speed was not slow either.
In fact, he was heavier and taller than Watanabe, and with his fish scale armor and Nepalese knife, he could definitely go toe-to-toe with him.
But he learned from Simond that Watanabe was a trained fighter and wouldn't lose to Horford in a short time.
Right now, it's clear that the other party is willing to risk their life for freedom.
Even if you manage to kill your opponent through sheer luck, you will inevitably be seriously injured.
Ye Feng couldn't afford this price, especially since Cairnster was arriving tomorrow.
I need to save my strength to deal with him.
Ye Feng would never do something as foolish as attacking the enemy's strengths with his own weaknesses.
But... it's not a good idea to keep running like this.
"Or... we could just electrocute him."
Ye Feng reached for the zipper on his backpack, intending to take out the stun gun.
But after thinking it over carefully, she decided to give up. The stun gun consumed too much power, and she still had so many days left to survive.
Besides, that guy Cairnster hasn't shown up yet; we need to keep an eye on him.
I'm counting on this thing to protect myself, so I absolutely can't waste it on some treacherous dog.
Thinking of this, a better idea suddenly came to him.
Ye Feng immediately reached out and touched the two cans on the left side of the backpack.
"Since you're so eager to die, I'll give you a spectacular death and send you to meet your Emperor!"
Ye Feng gritted his teeth and quickened his pace with all his might.
This was the road he had come by, and he was much more familiar with the road conditions than Watanabe was.
In addition, Watanabe inhaled more toxic fumes than him, so the distance between the two not only did not narrow, but actually grew further apart.
As Ye Feng's figure gradually disappeared into the distance, Watanabe grew anxious.
A cooked duck can't fly away no matter what.
He immediately threw down his backpack and quickened his pace.
But after chasing for several more seconds, he realized that he still couldn't catch up with Ye Feng.
"Damn it! How can this kid run so fast?!"
Watanabe cursed inwardly; the feeling of seeing something but not being able to have it was truly unbearable.
In fact, it wasn't that Ye Feng ran so fast, but rather that he ran too slowly.
The toxic fumes entered his respiratory tract, affecting his cardiopulmonary function, and naturally made him walk much slower than usual.
Seeing this, he realized that the weather, coupled with Ye Feng's constant running, made it difficult to determine the cause of the incident.
Even if you have a good bow, you can't hit accurately; holding it would only be a hindrance, affecting your speed.
The goal is to kill the other person, so using an arrow or a knife makes no difference.
After thinking it over, he hardened his heart and threw away the compound bow, the recurve bow he was carrying, and even the quiver.
Sure enough, he immediately felt much more relaxed, and his speed increased dramatically.
A dozen seconds later, the distance between the two had been reduced to about ten meters.
"ah!"
Suddenly! A scream came from the figure in front.
Watanabe only saw Ye Feng stumble forward and fall flat on his face.
"Oh!"
Ye Feng clutched his right knee, letting out a painful scream, and rolled around on the spot.
It looks like he bumped his knee.
Seeing this, Watanabe also slowed his pace...
"drink!……"
He stopped and took a deep breath, like someone having an asthma attack.
He inhaled a significant amount of toxic fumes, and the combined effects of the strenuous exercise left him with obvious aftereffects. He was already at his limit…
"Cough cough cough..."
Watanabe, his body hunched over with his hands on his knees, coughed for a while before revealing a sinister and menacing smile as he walked step by step toward Ye Feng…
"Hehehe... You Chinese pig, as the number one on the list, don't you know that you can't travel at night?"
How could you have lived so long and forgotten even common sense?
Ye Feng ignored him and continued to roll around in pain, clutching his knees.
"Looks like you broke your knee. It's okay, let me... end your pain!"
As he spoke, Watanabe had already walked up to Ye Feng.
He raised the machete carefully and aimed it at Ye Feng's neck.
Just as he was about to strike, Ye Feng, who had been in pain just moments before, suddenly looked up.
Before Watanabe could react, he saw Ye Feng make a bowling motion.
Immediately afterwards, Watanabe felt a wetness on his face, and some kind of liquid instantly covered his entire face.
It's like being suddenly doused with water.
A small portion of the water droplets got into his eyes...
Ye Feng wasn't injured at all; he... he was just faking it...
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