About half an hour later, a team of nine people was heading towards the camp in high spirits.
Chagley, who was leading the group, walked at the very front with a big smile, looking like he had had a very good day.
Next to him, a henchman was carrying a stick with several birds and two large guinea pigs hanging from the top.
The group chatted and laughed as they walked to the outer edge of the camp in the forest...
"Ayeqi! Come see what I caught today! Quickly start a fire and roast some meat!"
Before even entering the village, Chagli began to boast about his day's harvest.
However, naturally no one responded to him; there wasn't even a soul in sight.
"Huh? Where did that kid go?" Chagley slowed his pace, his smile gradually fading as he began to sense something was amiss.
He had heard the sound of a helicopter while hunting before. Although it wasn't the first time he had heard it, it was still quite rare in the heart of the Amazon.
Just then, the henchman carrying the prey spoke up...
"Brother, Ayeqi and the others were on night shift last night, they must be asleep."
Upon hearing this, Chagley looked around and at the sky, but didn't see any helicopter or other people. Without giving it much thought, he simply went inside...
But as soon as they entered the house, before they could even see what was inside, two figures suddenly jumped down from the roof of the inner room.
The light was already dim, and when the henchman carrying the prey saw Zhan Pengwu's strange, furious face, he took a step back in fright and screamed.
"My God! A devil!"
"Your father is a Vajra Arhat!"
Zhan Pengwu shouted loudly, and before the others could react, he threw out his knife.
The knife tip was firmly embedded in the henchman's head, and his body was about to fall backward...
With lightning speed, Zhan Pengwu took a step forward and pulled out the multi-functional knife from his forehead.
At the same time, Tang Weiwei immediately kicked out, knocking Chagli, who was trying to draw his knife, to the ground.
Without slowing down, he turned and slit another person's throat...
The moves are simple, but extremely fast, making it difficult for ordinary people to react, let alone natives who have never been exposed to kung fu.
In just 3 seconds, two people died.
The remaining seven people, including Chageri, drew their knives and were ready to fight to the death.
But how could Ye Feng only let Tang Weiwei and the other two lie in ambush? Although they could handle it, since there was a risk, they had to try their best to avoid it.
The men who drew their knives were completely unaware that Ye Feng, Fu Changxiong, and Zhan Pengfei had already appeared behind them, each holding a stick.
Before they could even rush forward, they heard a "thud," and were struck hard on the back of the head. Immediately afterward, everything went black, and they collapsed to the ground.
At the same time, Qi Xiaojie threw a stone he had just picked up, which hit a local man on the back of the head.
In an instant, another person fell down, leaving only three natives, including Chagli.
In less than 5 seconds, with two flashes of swords, only Chagley remained on the scene.
Chagri was dumbfounded; he had never seen a modern human with such formidable fighting power. This couldn't even be considered a fight...
Because all of this will probably be over in less than 30 seconds...
He wanted to ask who the newcomer was, but when he saw Ye Feng and the two women behind him holding hands with Naliga and Nalimi, he immediately understood their identities.
Eight people of Asian descent—who else could it be but Ye Feng?
Chageri was pragmatic; knowing that resistance would mean certain death, he threw down his knife and knelt on the ground with his hands raised.
Although he was an indigenous person, he had a lot of dealings with modern people because he often went to markets outside the jungle.
He immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy...
"Lord Ye Feng, please don't kill me! I was forced into this by that beast Chamuji. I'm just his underling, I had no choice."
"If you want revenge for the Baija clan, go find him. And that Walid guy, I'm innocent!"
After saying that, he began to kowtow repeatedly.
This scene completely baffled Ye Feng, as it wasn't the first time he had dealt with the local people.
In the past, when killing those Shuar indigenous people, even if they knew they couldn't win, they would either run away immediately or fight to the death.
This was the first time he had ever seen a native who had voluntarily laid down his weapons. Were all cannibals this pragmatic?
"Hehe, look at them, these natives who have been influenced by modern culture are different. The words and gestures they use to beg for mercy are exactly the same as those of modern people."
No one understood what Chagley said, but the frequency of his kowtowing and his pitiful expression said it all.
At this moment, Nali Mei walked up to Ye Feng. Her eyes, no longer childlike, were about to spit fire. She pointed fiercely at Chagli and began to complain to Ye Feng.
"My lord, it was he who shot and killed Teacher Buta! Sister Salla saw it through her binoculars from over the mountain. He also took many of our people for himself! He's a great demon! Wendigo!"
"Hmm?" Ye Feng's face immediately turned cold, his sharp eyes seeming to pierce through Chagley.
Chagley, who could understand Native American languages, immediately began to shift the blame.
"Lord Ye Feng, I don't know if you can understand Pirahã, but I was really forced into this."
It was all Chamuji and Walid who made the decisions; how could we, as their subordinates, dare to disobey their wishes?
"Killing that Buda was... it was Chamuji who did it, it really has nothing to do with me."
Zhan Pengwu frowned as he listened to the gibberish. "What is this kid saying? I can't understand a word. Hey bro, hurry up and translate!"
"Hmph, what else can they say? They're just begging for forgiveness and shifting the blame, pushing all the responsibility onto others." This wasn't the first time Ye Feng had encountered someone like this...
However, he cannot kill Chagli yet, because he still needs this guy to lead the way to find the location of Chamuji and the others' tribe.
After that, he made Chagley recount everything that had happened during that time...
Chagri wasn't stupid. Although he told most of the truth, he pinned the blame for using a slingshot to poison Walid, claiming he hadn't done it...
After interrogating them, Ye Feng had Tang Weiwei and Zhan Pengwu tie up the surviving men, throw them into another room, and keep them under strict guard.
In fact, Ye Feng had already thought about what to do before setting up the ambush. Now that he was already here, he definitely had to help.
So they had only knocked the three natives unconscious, because they would need them to do manual labor later, since they were carrying so much stuff with them.
According to Chagli's account, Chamuji and his tribe were located about 36 kilometers away.
The entire tribe has a population of over 300. Excluding the elderly, women, and children, the main fighting force consists of about 200 people.
However, they lost nearly 50 people in this operation, and now they are estimated to have only about 150 people left.
Ye Feng stroked his chin, his brows furrowing involuntarily. Things were starting to get complicated.
Even if you include Narga Narme, Salra, and Lia, they only have a total of 12 people.
Even with guns, if Chamuji and his group successfully return to the tribe, and try to take nearly 100 members of the Baijia tribe from the 300-plus people...
Playing on the opposing team's home turf, with such a huge numerical disadvantage, is almost an impossible task.
Therefore, it is imperative to intercept and kill Chamuji's team before they reach the tribe.
But the other person has been gone for 5 days now, and it's too late for me to catch up.
Even if a helicopter were to be sent to pick them up, finding these 100-plus people in the vast Amazon without accurate coordinates would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Moreover, helicopters are extremely loud, and doing so could very likely alert the enemy, making subsequent rescue operations more difficult.
Ye Feng thought and thought, but couldn't come up with a perfect solution.
"Gurgle..."
Just then, the stomachs of the two sisters, Naliga and her brother, suddenly growled beside them.
Ye Feng glanced back and found the two children looking at him awkwardly, scratching their heads with embarrassed smiles.
The two of them are now so thin they can only be described as skin and bones.
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