From the sky, it appeared that Ye Feng and his group were taking the simplest route.
They simply crossed the cone-shaped mountain.
That is, going uphill, then downhill...
Lavezzi and his team took a route that went around the mountains to the south, forming a semi-circle.
The two sides were not very far apart, but Ye Feng's route was shorter.
But Lavezzi and his team were clearly traveling much faster, and the distance between them was gradually decreasing...
Twenty minutes later, as the "hunt over" notification sounded, the small dot on the map immediately disappeared...
About two kilometers north of Ye Feng and the others—
Jeros and his three companions were staggering down the hillside.
This process is not easy; the dense root system acts like ropes, constantly hindering their progress.
Traveling in the wild is like this; the troublesome things are not just those poisonous creatures.
"Fuck! These damn things! If I had time, I would have burned them all to the ground."
Jeros angrily chopped down the vines blocking his path with a single strike, cursing under his breath.
"These damned yellow-skinned pigs are incredibly stupid! Why the hell do they have to take this path? Are they rushing to be reincarnated?!"
They followed the map and observed the footsteps of Ye Feng and the others.
Jeros knew that it was highly unlikely that they could kill Ye Feng with their current strength.
However, in order to survive, following them and waiting for an opportunity to seize a chance might still offer a chance.
However, after tracing the trail to this point, the trail ended because it hadn't rained that day.
Therefore, they could only rely on the routes Ye Feng and his companions had taken when the map refreshed to figure it out.
At that moment, the younger brother walking at the back of the group suddenly noticed a ditch in the vegetation in the distance.
That was clearly caused by some large animal or human trampling.
Based on Ye Feng's previous actions, it's highly likely that it was them.
However, before the young man could speak, he tripped over a vine because he wasn't paying attention to his footing.
"Ouch!"
This trip was disastrous; he fell forward and landed on the person in front of him.
And those in front also leaned towards the very front...
The four-person team fell like dominoes, and the one who suffered the most was naturally Jeros, who was at the very front of the team.
Before he could react, Mark bumped into him from behind, and he instantly lost his balance.
It was already a steep downhill slope, and coupled with his pre-existing foot injury, he couldn't maintain his balance and tumbled down the mountain...
He felt dizzy and disoriented, and it wasn't until he had rolled around countless times that he finally stopped, stunned.
Fortunately, it was a thicket with few rocks, so Jeros only felt dizzy and had slight pain in his limbs; he didn't seem to have suffered any serious injuries.
"Jeros, are you alright?"
When he came to his senses, his three henchmen had already surrounded him.
"You fucking bastard!"
Jeros reached out and slapped Mark on the head.
"Can't you even walk properly?! Are you thinking about strippers in Puxi?!"
Mark was a little dazed from the beating, and when he came to his senses, he slapped the last henchman on the head again.
"Drab! Are you thinking about Puxi?! Can't you watch where you're going?!"
The young white man named Drab scratched his head and quickly explained:
"No, I think I've discovered Ye Feng and the others' route."
"What!?"
Jeros immediately stood up...
"Where!?"
"there…"
Derab pointed towards the 3 o'clock position.
Jeros quickly quickened his pace and walked over...
Upon arriving here, we discovered that the vegetation had formed a ditch that had been clearly trampled into place.
Some of the broken vines still bear marks of being cut by a sharp blade.
Who else could it be but Ye Feng and his group?
The group quickly followed, and after they emerged from the vegetation, they heard the sound of water.
After walking down a slope, they finally arrived at the riverbank.
It didn't take long to find the footprints left by Ye Feng and his group.
This is where Ye Feng and his group stayed before.
There was a clear bloodstain on a few fallen leaves on the ground.
"Did someone get into a fight with them here?"
Mark was very curious, but when he looked at his watch, the amount was still 6250, unchanged.
"wrong."
Jeros picked up a leaf, smelled it, and shook his head.
"Human blood doesn't taste like this. There are no signs of wild animal activity nearby. They must have been fishing here."
Mark gave him a disdainful glance...
"These yellow-skinned pigs really have a refined taste; they even have time to fish while being chased."
Do they think that after wiping out three teams yesterday, no one will dare to touch them?
Jeros looked across to the other side, then turned his head to look at the lone, withered wooden bridge that stretched between the two banks.
There were also some messy muddy footprints on it, indicating that people were heading towards the other side.
I immediately realized that the other person must have already left.
He tapped on the dead tree trunk, and upon hearing the thud, he frowned.
This is clearly a dead tree that has been dried up for who knows how long.
This tree is very fragile. Did Ye Feng and his friends really walk through here?
He was tricked by the trap Ye Feng set before, and his foot is still not fully healed.
Jeros instinctively thought that this was a trap deliberately set by Ye Feng.
But when I turned around and looked at the other side, I realized that the distance was simply too far to jump across.
If they were to swim over, the water surface would be nearly two meters from the shore, and it would be covered in moss. How did they manage to climb up there?
After much thought, it seems that there is no other way to cross the river except by walking on this single log.
"How exactly did Ye Feng, that treacherous yellow-skinned pig, manage to do that?"
Could it be... that they really did cross via this single-lane bridge?
He was thinking when Mark suddenly interrupted him…
"Jeros, what are you thinking about? Let's hurry and chase after them! Otherwise, they'll all disappear."
Jeros paused for a few seconds, then pointed to the thinnest member of the group.
"Karl, you go ahead first..."
Karl's underling unconsciously took two steps back.
Last time, Jeros also had him lead the charge.
As a result... if he hadn't stepped into the trap a moment later, he probably would have been the one to be impaled by the splinters.
Although he survived, his leg is still bandaged, and he walks with a limp...
He knew they wanted him to clear the way again, so he shook his head and refused repeatedly.
"My leg isn't even healed yet, can't you find someone else?"
"Shut the fuck up!"
Jeros stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar. This guy wasn't particularly skilled, and he couldn't fight. He was also injured…
If it's a trap, dying would be a good way to get rid of the burden. If I don't die, it's a good opportunity to cross the river.
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