There was a little smoke inside, and two squirrel-like rodents were roasting on the stove.
Since they had no charcoal, they could only burn firewood, which is why they produced so much smoke.
LeBron plopped down on the floor, exhausted from nearly a week of sleeping rough...
He had to be careful underwater at all times, which made him almost forget what a sense of security was.
"Stop looking..."
Clayvin and Bolton sat on either side of him, each holding a dagger.
If they wanted to, LeBron could die a violent death anytime soon.
"Brother, if you want to stay here, you'd better show some sincerity. Our food... isn't much..."
Despite hearing such obvious threats, LeBron simply smiled.
He knew these guys wouldn't act until they saw something, and if he didn't reveal some information, he'd probably be killed immediately.
"Hey bro, could you give me a battery? My camera's almost out of power."
Upon hearing this, Clayvin pulled a backpack out from under the bed, and only after opening it did he realize...
The backpack was completely filled with batteries, crammed into almost half of its interior.
It must cost at least a thousand yuan...
In other words, they killed quite a lot of people.
After LeBron had his battery replaced, he closed his eyes and remained silent for five seconds.
When she opened her eyes, they were filled with tears, and her expression immediately turned sorrowful.
He began to choke up and embellished his story about what had happened during that time.
It was clearly him who coveted Ye Feng's bounty and equipment.
But he claimed that Ye Feng had wanted to kill him before, and that he had only managed to escape by luck.
However, two of his closest brothers died at Ye Feng's hands.
So what happened afterward was simply for revenge.
He also said that Ye Feng had told him he would kill everyone, one by one.
In this way, no one can covet his bounty and equipment.
His first place was basically achieved through killing.
...
In short, they portrayed Ye Feng as a more inhuman killer than he was.
After his tearful performance, the other three, except for Clayvin, actually listened.
After all, the things LeBron expressed about his relationship with his brothers were so real that they didn't seem like acting.
She even started patting him on the shoulder to comfort him.
"Hey bro, don't be too sad. That's just how this game is. None of us made it onto the leaderboard, and we've killed a lot of people, let alone the number one spot."
"I never expected that peace-loving Chinese people could be so ruthless. That kid doesn't look like a murderer in the photo."
"There's an old Chinese saying: 'Don't judge a book by its cover.' LeBron, we'll avenge you."
...
The crowd chimed in, seemingly having completely come to believe him.
But Clayvin, who had remained silent the whole time, suddenly raised his knife and held it to LeBron's neck.
He's in fourth place, so why would he so easily believe such nonsense?
"Brother, your story is touching, but I don't care at all."
You've talked for so long, but you still haven't revealed Ye Feng's whereabouts.
You know exactly what I want to hear…
Are you... lying to me?
As he spoke, the tip of the knife moved forward a short distance.
This is a steel short knife specifically designed for outdoor use; it is sharp and pointed.
A trickle of blood slowly oozed from LeBron's throat.
Despite this, he remained completely calm.
"Brother, I haven't finished yet. I'm not lying to you. Ye Feng's team is in the southwest, in a mountain valley 35 miles away."
That's where I escaped from.
Clayvin's eyes narrowed, a clear hint of distrust in his expression.
"Are you kidding me?! Do you know what 35 miles means in the wild?"
Moreover, this land is so vast, and you haven't even specified the exact location.
Are we supposed to search every single corner?!
LeBron shook his head immediately…
"Of course I know their exact location, but... if I tell you, does that mean I'm useless to you?"
And even if I told you now, without a map, could you find it?
So, if you truly want to cooperate, focus on recovering from your injuries first, and then I'll personally take you there.
Clayvin fell silent; in truth, he really didn't want the person in front of him to stay.
Even if they found Ye Feng and his group, they only had a compound bow and a recurve bow.
Wanting to kill and rob is probably no easier than finding Zhan Peng and fighting him.
But then I thought, since there are risks involved, why not choose the option with the greater potential reward?
There's no way around it; once the thought of greed takes root in your mind, it's not so easy to get rid of.
Although they now have wooden houses, they still lack essential tools for survival.
If you can get the compound bow, and live to 100 days, your chances of success will be much higher.
Thinking of this, he slowly put away the knife and revealed a fake smile that even a fool could see through.
"Alright bro, welcome to the team, but here, you'll be doing everything I say. Understand?"
LeBron nodded noncommittally... There was nothing he could do; when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.
"Of course, this is your team, I'm just a guest. I'll leave after I kill Ye Feng."
"hehe."
Clayvin patted him on the shoulder, turned and walked toward the stove to begin enjoying the roast meat.
The instant their gazes met, a fierce glint flashed in both of their eyes.
Among the top five on the list, none of them are fools.
Clayvin planned to use LeBron to find Ye Feng, successfully seize his tools, and then kill him.
In this way, he can maximize his profits.
LeBron felt the same way; he knew the person in front of him wasn't so easily fooled and was definitely not a soft-hearted person.
For now, the only option is to stay under someone else's roof, recover from the injury, and then make further plans.
In short, both of them had ulterior motives and were untrustworthy.
One night passed—
The next morning, Ye Feng groggily opened his eyes; he was, once again, the first person to wake up.
He stood up, faced the rising sun, and stretched vigorously.
Last night was the best sleep he had had since arriving in the Amazon.
Perhaps it was because he took a bath; to be honest, it did relieve a lot of his fatigue.
Ye Feng smelled the faint scent of soap on his body and felt the long-lost dryness of his underwear.
He felt completely refreshed, and his mood was at its peak.
"So wearing clean clothes can actually improve your mood?"
He washed all his clothes, pants, shoes, and socks several times yesterday.
The water that came out after washing was all black.
"Another busy day is about to begin."
He turned around to wake everyone, but suddenly realized that Fu Changxiong was nowhere to be found.
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