Ye Feng struggled for a long time but couldn't say a word, so he could only shake his head helplessly.
Some things are innate and cannot be changed.
"Forget it, let's just butcher this pig after we brought it up. It's been so long since we've had a whole pig feast. Let's treat ourselves to some meat tonight!"
"Okay, okay!"
Everyone beamed with joy at the prospect of a whole pig feast. Tang Weiwei and Zhan Pengwu, the two brothers, nodded repeatedly in agreement.
This was probably the most enjoyable moment of their long escape.
Since leaving the treehouse, I haven't had a meal of that caliber again.
Beef jerky and compressed biscuits aren't bad, but eating too much of them can cause internal heat and make you feel greasy.
People generally prefer hot and cooked food.
This boar wasn't particularly heavy compared to the wild boars we'd caught before, but it was only midday...
Ye Feng still needed to prepare for an afternoon's journey, so he couldn't possibly have someone carry the pig.
So he planned to chop the pig into pieces, eat some at noon, and soak the leftovers in a brine jar to eat again in the evening.
Unlike their temporary relaxation, Henry and his two companions were utterly dejected at this moment.
To be precise, there should be two people now.
After running for about three or four hundred meters, Rum, who had injured his thigh, suddenly collapsed to the ground, foaming at the mouth, rolling his eyes, and convulsing uncontrollably.
It looks just like a person having an epileptic seizure.
Henry knew these were signs of poisoning. He tried to save him, but before he could figure out what kind of poison it was, Rum's heart stopped beating.
Helpless, he could only continue running with Lei Xi until they had run a kilometer away and were sure that Ye Feng and the others were not chasing them, before they stopped, panting heavily.
The two of them were now slumped under the tree, gnawing on hard, pebble-like compressed biscuits. They were completely silent…
Henry's expression was extremely gloomy. He seemed to be taking the compressed biscuit for Ye Feng, and he was munching on it with a loud crunching sound.
Just over an hour ago, he was full of confidence, and his subordinates were all in high spirits, regarding Ye Feng as something they could easily control.
He had been preparing for this ambush for many days, and they had almost been bitten by poisonous creatures several times just in order to collect vines and splinters.
But now, only two people are left fleeing in a sorry state, while the other side has suffered no casualties.
Most importantly, while Henry was trying to reflect on whether he had made a mistake in any step, he couldn't figure out how Ye Feng had discovered him.
They went to great lengths to implement this plan.
Henry knew Ye Feng had strong observational skills, and to avoid being exposed…
The compressed biscuits they ate on the way were kept in their bags; they weren't thrown away carelessly.
Even the footprints left along the way were cleaned up by his men.
As for the traps, he personally located each one and then personally covered them up…
He later checked it carefully and found that unless you search every inch of the land step by step, you would never find any problems.
Ye Feng and his companions had a long way to go, so it was impossible for them to check everything so thoroughly.
Moreover, this photovoltaic project is not only from outside.
Fearing that Ye Feng would be worried, Henry deliberately chose to act only after the map refresh time had passed.
The purpose was to lull Ye Feng into a false sense of security, thereby achieving a successful attack.
"Damn it! That damned and cunning caterpillar! How the hell did it find it?!"
Henry scratched his head, still completely baffled.
Ye Feng's cunning as a Chinese man clearly exceeded his expectations.
Seeing Henry's outburst, Ressie could only sigh.
"It seems this guy's nickname 'King of the Jungle' really has some merit."
Don't think about those useless things. We're on a one-way ticket; we have no choice.
The rules of the game state that only one side can survive. It's either them or us who die.
You should think about what we should do now.
That kid is only about twenty kilometers from his destination.
Upon hearing this, Henry's expression gradually calmed down.
At this point, dwelling on the past is pointless; if Ye Feng doesn't die, then it's me who will.
Even if it weren't for those hundreds of millions of dollars, it would be for the sake of one's own life.
After a moment, he swallowed the chewed biscuit and said in a low voice:
"We certainly can't kill him now, but that doesn't mean others can't!"
Rex immediately guessed what he was thinking.
"You mean...go to find Okuga and Cheng Haojun?"
"Um."
Henry nodded reluctantly; it was clear that he was very resistant to this method.
Because mercenary companies are inherently competitors, and mercenaries themselves are even more irreconcilable.
The principle that colleagues can be enemies applies to all professions.
What's more, he had fought fiercely with these two before, using American-style iaido.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they were mortal enemies.
Lacey naturally noticed his reluctance and quickly asked:
"I remember you said something like you had a grudge against these two people."
"If we go to them for help, will they just kill us to make up the prize pool?"
"Don't worry, they're not that stupid."
Henry was somewhat confident about this.
They did have a grudge before, but mercenaries are ultimately driven by profit.
There are no permanent enemies in this world, only permanent interests.
"When we kill Ye Feng, we only need to give them half of the reward money, and no one will object."
Besides, I'm at least a level 8 mercenary, which should make me stronger than their subordinates.
I can't be sure if Okuga will agree, but I know Cheng Haojun; he will definitely agree.
At this point, Henry stood up, his eyes becoming incredibly determined. At this moment, he had no other choice.
Lacey also stood up...
"But... this land is so vast, and we don't know their direction, so where should we go to find them?"
"Oh…"
Henry chuckled coldly and glanced at the map on his watch.
"Where else could these guys be but lying in ambush? I can deduce Ye Feng's route, and they must know it too."
Let's go... and see who we meet first.
After saying that, the two walked into the depths of the jungle.
1 p.m.
The sun still hung high in the sky, and wisps of smoke drifted from a corner of the jungle, accompanied by the aroma of roasting meat.
Ye Feng and his group had just stopped walking. It was past noon, and they were now preparing to eat some grilled meat skewers.
Because of limited time and the need to travel in the afternoon, they weren't as well-dressed as before.
Cut down some small tree branches, sharpen one end, skewer pieces of meat on them, and roast them slowly by the fire.
Looking at the sizzling, oily, and perfectly marbled pork belly, everyone's mouths watered.
It seemed like they hadn't had this taste in a long time.
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