Chapter 642

The forest under the night contains a terrible killing machine. After a chilling afternoon, the pirates have nothing to gain except death.

Originally divided into four teams of pirates, players have been sneaking attacks, now have to gather together.

They used to be on reconnaissance missions, but now they are living in the wild.

"Whoosh!"

A cold arrow in the dark quietly hit a pirate on the edge of the camp. The pirate howled and fell to the ground with his thigh covered.

The arrow that has been deliberately shortened has a hollow arrow body. Under the control of the Ranger Ji WanBing, the arrow does not completely penetrate the target's thigh, and blood shoots through the hollow arrow body.

Injured but not dead, jiwanbing tried to use the tactics he had learned in reserve. In one afternoon, he had created seven deaths and twelve wounded.

Add this in. Thirteen.

The Ranger wore a homemade lucky suit and lurked on the tree trunk less than five meters away from the pirate camp. After several competitions, jiwanbing determined that the second wave of pirates was still as blind as a blind man in the forest, despite being led by extraordinary people.

If time is enough, Ji WanBing feels that he even has the ability to kill them one by one.

The Ranger watched coldly as the pirates moved away from their wounded companions. No one dared to help him with his wounds, nor did anyone try to find the attacker.

In their previous experience, they have been taught several times by this kind of encirclement.

"Help me!" The wounded pirate looked at his companion in despair, retreating like a turtle with a shrinking head. He was unwilling to step forward: "I'm still saved. As long as I stop bleeding, I can live. Don't leave myself here!"

The wounded pirate looked down at the wound in his leg and pressed the muscle above the wound, trying to slow the flow of blood.

He had the courage to pull out the damned arrow, but he didn't know if he had enough time to deal with the wound alone. He might faint from ischemia or be unable to maintain arm stability because of pain.

He needed the help of his companions, although he had seen it three times before, and all those who tried to rescue were killed by the same cold arrow.

But he still wants to be different. Maybe the devil hunter has left? Maybe he didn't hide in the dark this time, waiting for the next victim to bite?

"Bartos, man, don't leave me!" The wounded pirate looked at one of his close friends: "remember, the last time we did the business, you encountered a hard stubble. I helped you to kill the swordsman!"

"Please, help me, I can't do it alone!" The wounded pirate's face was pale, and his previous arrow might have cut off several arteries, and the speed of the bleeding shocked him.

"Bang!" In response, there was a gunshot. The pirate named Bartos gave him a good time with his firearm.

The lead bullet smashed the wounded pirate's head and completely solved his troubles.

"The mob." Ranger quietly changed a place, intended to repeat the previous action.

The assassin Fan Li is also lurking nearby. As the pirates gather together, the players of the retribution battle group are divided into two parts. One part hunts the pirates here, and the other part stealthily attacks the pirates' warships.

At this time, Fan Li had already mixed into the camp temporarily surrounded by pirates. Relying on the shadows generated by various objects and the blind area of pirates' vision, he was as free as a ghost in his own home.

From the perspective of a third party, Fan Li seemed to have colluded with the pirates.

Whenever the assassin appears in a place, several pirates around him who could have found his figure will turn around with cooperation, or with tacit understanding, deviate their eyes.

When the plural pirates appeared, Fan Li always walked into the shadow of a tent or other things.

This is Fan Li's professional talent, which relies on perceptual attributes and anticipation to replace the traditional Assassin's dependence on Shadow Power and put more energy on physical exercise.

Of course, Fan Li's keen perception of surveillance equipment in the police system has greatly enhanced his talent.

He can judge the observation angle of the target and find the blind angle of vision without much thinking.

For Fan Li, this is an instinctive behavior, and even his teacher Connor has to admit that he has surpassed himself in this point.

Of course, Master Kang's own skills are all focused on "peerless stealth", and the demand for this talent is very low. After all, the eyes of the dead are blind at 360 degrees.

Like buying vegetables in the market, Fan Li looked around from place to place. He ignored more than a dozen pirates. He wanted to find an extraordinary person with enough weight.

As a people's policeman, he was born with no favor for this kind of unorganized and disordered criminal gang. In reality, he did not have the opportunity to perform. When he entered the game, he found that there were too many scum."Did mama hit the iron plate this time?" Several pirates gathered by the campfire were chatting: "this job is too oppressive. Three or four of those captain level characters are dead and can't do it."

"What's the use of saying so much? If we all come here, we'll go back like this. It's estimated that Ma Ma won't let us off lightly." Another pirate was roasting fish over a campfire: "follow the army honestly. When we get back to the sea, we can teach the seles a lesson sooner or later."

"It's better to be at sea. Remember the ship that carried the slaves last time. The slaves were trained so well." A strong, tattooed pirate remembers: "especially those female slaves. I don't know how those new world people were trained. It's almost the same as..."

after half of the pirate's words, there was no movement, and he lowered his head as if he fell asleep.

Fan Li, the assassin's relatively thin body, crouched behind the strong pirates. A slender long dagger ran along the back of his opponent's head and went into his forehead, stirring his brain into a ball.

"Well, don't say half of it! What happened to the women slaves? " The pirates who spoke before did not take part in the robbery, but they have heard many of their companions boast: "you are quick to speak!"

Speaking, the pirates reached out and pushed each other. As a result, the tattooed pirates fell backward. There was no one around. Several pirates looked at each other, shaking like a sieve.

They don't even know how it all happened.

Fan Li, the assassin, has disappeared in the shadow of ten meters away. He sees a brightly lit tent, which looks like a place for big people.

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