Preemptive strike!
The moment this word appeared in his mind, Ye Mocheng stood up abruptly. He held the gun with both hands and what entered his eyes was a face filled with shock, as well as his arms that had raised their swords as if they were conditioned reflexes.
Bang!
A pitch-black bullet shot out from the muzzle of the gun, creating sparks. It spun and created a vortex in the air. At a speed that ordinary people could not react to, it shot into the man's face!
Pa! Blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and in the blink of an eye, his rather resolute appearance turned into a huge hole of flesh and blood.
The sharp sword was thrown down, and the person fell to the ground. A faint blood thread shot out from his body and flew into Ye Mocheng's body, turning into 0.7% Sin Energy. This was Ye Mocheng's other major sin talent--
Run, he had to run!
"I found him! Over here, he's over here!"
Loud shouts rang out from the forest, startling all the birds and beasts.
As he ran, Ye Mocheng's eyes became sharp. A trace of his soul's ferocious color flashed across his eyes. Although he was always smiling, he was never afraid of killing people.
"He's just a child. He can't run away! Everyone, surround him from both sides!”
A loud and clear sound pierced through the forest, and the pursuers 'footsteps began to become orderly, unlike the initial chaos.
When Sheila, who had just come ashore, heard the voice coming from the forest, she looked at the forest that looked like a demon dancing in the dark with a satisfied expression. She rubbed her chin and raised the palm-sized imperial relic Shangri-La to teleport two more groups of people over. She pointed at the forest and shouted at them,
"Catch him. I'll go to the other side and kill the b * tch from the assassination team!”
"Yes, Young Master Sheila!"
Shira thought about it and felt that Ye Mocheng would not be able to escape from the capture of more than sixty people. Then, he smiled malevolently and opened the purple teleportation portal, teleporting himself to the other side that was ten thousand miles away.
"Stop!"
In the forest, soldiers wearing chainmail and carrying swords chased after them.
Ye Mo stopped in his tracks just as he wished. He turned around abruptly and aimed the gun at the other person. The usual calmness and gentleness in his eyes were gone. There was only an ancient well with no ripples and endless ferocity left.
When the soldier's gaze met Ye Mocheng's eyes, he couldn't help but stop in his tracks and shiver.
It was a pair of very special eyes. The clear eyes were filled with coldness that disregarded life. It was like the eyes of a top-notch dangerous dragon. It was noble, cold, and indifferent.
"Ah-go to hell!"
The soldiers who were shocked by the pair of eyes fell into fear. They shouted and raised their swords as they rushed over.
Bang!
Gunshots rang out, and blood exploded from the soldier's chest. Fear spread to his entire face. He opened his mouth and took a step forward. What greeted him was…
Bang!
The bullet hit his shoulder, and the huge impact caused him to fall. Then, he saw a small foot landing on his face, mercilessly and fiercely trampling on it.
Bang, bang, bang, bang. With a series of stomps, his body struggled and squirmed a few times before finally losing its vitality.
Ye Mocheng felt a thread of blood fly into his body from the other party's body. His Sin Energy had increased by 0.5%. He let out a sigh of relief and turned around to run again.
At present, he had 11 bullets left in his two pistols. The powerful one had four bullets, and the semi-finished one had seven bullets. Even if he was lucky enough to kill one person with one bullet, he could only kill 11 people at most. Moreover, the sound of bullets was especially obvious in the forest at night.
"If I had known earlier, I would have gotten some good stuff from Fashion!”
Burying his head into the vast sea of trees, Ye Mocheng continued to observe his surroundings as he sprinted, thinking of a way to escape. Soon, a claw print caught his attention, and his eyes, which had already swept past him, quickly turned back.
The claw marks on the tree trunk were shaped like a crescent moon, with three hook marks and a bottomless hole. They were the claw marks of the C-grade Hate Fox. Ye Mocheng had read about it in a book that introduced dangerous species. Hate Foxes were social animals that liked to live underground. They were easily attracted by the smell of blood and hated the smell of herbs.
With a flash of inspiration, Ye Mocheng had an idea. At this moment, a sharp wind sound was heard. Ye Mocheng didn't even think about it and fell into the grass on the ground. He burrowed into it and squatted down, his sharp gaze scanning the surroundings.
In a dark corner, a bright light flashed, followed by a loud thud, and another sharp arrow shot over.
Kill this Archer and use his blood to lure out the Hate Fox. Before that, we need to find Vanilla!
The thought quickly flashed through Ye Mocheng's mind. The archer soldier didn't call for his companions. He wanted to take all the credit for himself and didn't want to share the prey he had. He held the bow in one hand and pulled the bowstring with the other. He aimed…and fired!
Whoosh!
Suddenly, Ye Mocheng, who was hiding in the grass, moved. Instead of retreating, he charged towards the archer. The archer revealed a contemptuous smile and quickly shot out a second arrow. However, at this moment, Ye Mocheng, who was originally charging towards him, turned around and rushed behind a tree at the side.
Seeing that Ye Mocheng had hidden himself, the archer patiently moved slowly and adjusted his shooting position.
When he saw Ye Mocheng's figure again, he saw the young man squatting in the grass. He was tearing up a large pile of weeds and smearing the grass on his face and naked upper body.
What was he doing? Was it a disguise?
The archer didn't have time to think and immediately pulled the bowstring. He searched the ground and fired three consecutive shots. At this time, Ye Mocheng changed his position again and hid on the other side of the tree trunk, avoiding the angle where the arrow could hit.
The archer hesitated and gritted his teeth. He was certain that Ye Mocheng was just a child who had grown up in a pampered environment. He had no combat power at all. As long as he quietly approached him and stabbed him, he would be able to get the battle credit.
With this thought in mind, the archer quietly shifted his pace, crouching down like a big cat. He quickly circled around the area covered in shrubs and vegetation, approaching the big tree that Ye Mocheng was hiding in.
One step, two steps, three steps…
Just a little more, just a little more.
The archer pulled out the dagger on his waist, his expression ferocious. Five meters, three meters, two meters…He was right behind!
Swoosh! The archer rushed up, but he was stunned. There was only a pile of messy vegetation under the tree. There was no one at all.
Where is he?
Where did he go?
"Are you looking for me?"
Suddenly, a deep sound came from the tree. The archer did not have time to think and threw away his dagger. He raised his bow and arrow and aimed it upwards.
Bang!
A bullet was fired from the gun!
The hard head exploded like a watermelon!
"Over there! Over there, the voice is over there!"
"Quick, quick, quick, surround them!"
The soldiers who were attracted by the gunshots frantically surrounded Ye Mocheng.
Ye Mocheng jumped down from the tree and picked up the dagger. He nimbly slashed the dagger across the main artery of the corpse's wrist, then stripped off the corpse's armor. The tip of the dagger stabbed fiercely into the corpse's chest, and then he swiftly pulled it out. Blood splattered everywhere.
Ye Mocheng wiped off the blood from the dagger's blade on the man's clothes and dragged the body with all his might towards the place where Fox Hate's cave was most likely.
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