Chapter Ninety-Three: Searching for Prey

A gust of wind blew, with the salty smell of seawater, as well as all kinds of rancid smells, but it still couldn't cover up the smell of blood around them, Yang Yifeng and his party witnessed the cruel and bloody scene in front of them, everyone's hearts were unusually heavy, everyone's life is precious, but here, it's either you die or I live, bloody and cold, cruelty is vividly reflected here.

This is a vast land with no grass, bright red blood stains and severed limbs everywhere, and incomplete corpses and traces of a fight tell everyone that there was a fierce battle here not long ago.

Although along the way, Yang Yifeng and others also killed many people, but it was not as fierce and bloody as in front of them, nearly 30 corpses came to different races and different countries, clearly telling everyone that there were at least three or more participating groups in the melee here.

"Look at the situation, a German team has been wiped out, the people of India have also suffered heavy casualties, and there are a few corpses that look like savages, it should be from some small countries in Africa, here there are poisonous thistles and broken katanas, the side participating in the war should have said himself, but the most vicious should only be a few people, you see these corpses, either pierced through the chest by fists, or the head was broken, this person should be a powerful enemy." Wang Yiming glanced around a few times and explained to everyone.

"Brother Wang's analysis is good, this person is not only good at boxing, but also likes to abuse and kill opponents, ruthless and psychopathic, we have to be careful when we meet this person. In addition, these corpses had no other injuries, they were all killed by a knife, judging from the traces of the knife, it should have been caused by a katana, and the murderer was a person with excellent knife skills, who was killed with a knife, and this person was very strong. Ximen Wuya also frowned and analyzed.

Yang Yifeng took a deep breath, looked at the people around him, and said in a deep voice: "This is already the center of Death Island, through the jungle ahead, is the Gobi Desert, where will all the surviving teams gather tomorrow, there may be enemies lurking around at this time, everyone be vigilant, tonight we will find another opportunity to snatch a piece of fireworks, and our two teams will be able to enter the finals together." ”

agreed to the alliance with the people of the Simon family, and he learned that the Simon family was still short of a fireworks order, and the nineteen people followed the traces of someone walking all the way, and originally wanted to rob a fireworks order, but saw a bloody scene in front of him.

"It doesn't matter, if you can't find a suitable team to start, don't be reluctant, your team has great hopes, don't be killed or injured in order to help us, we are all sons and daughters of Huaxia, no matter which team succeeds, it is for the country, if you can become a fireworks messenger, we will be very happy under Jiuquan." Ximen Wuya forced a smile on his face, looked at Yang Yifeng and chuckled. But there was a gloomy look in his eyes, and he did not escape Yang Yifeng's eyes.

Failure to enter Death Island is death, and the Pyrotechnic Organization will not let the loser leave. To get out of here alive, only someone who becomes a firework bringer will be able to survive his team members. Although Ximen Wuya regards death as home, she is also unwilling to die, and if she does not enter the finals, she is afraid that they can only survive tonight at most, and tomorrow they will face the slaughter of the fireworks organization.

After glancing at Wang Yiming and the others, Yang Yifeng turned to the brothers and sisters of the Ximen family and said, "Don't worry, it's only one piece left, I think with our current combat strength, any team has the ability to fight, let's find a place to rest first, and then look for prey." ”

Ximen Wuya looked at Yang Yifeng with a complicated expression, didn't know what he was thinking, and lowered his head. And Ximen Wuxie was full of emotion, the alliance between the two sides has no right to speak, after all, there are only four of them, and they also take the initiative to form an alliance in order to survive, and the relationship between the alliance does not involve too many interests, and Yang Yifeng and others have no obligation to snatch the fireworks order for their family.

patting Ximen Wuxie's shoulder, Yang Yifeng instructed Feixue and the prodigal son to explore the way ahead, and everyone cautiously rushed forward again and entered the jungle again.

Under a big tree that a few people couldn't hold, everyone sat around except for the person in charge of guarding.

After two days, there was only a little bit of dry food left on everyone's body, and on the island of death without fresh water and food, the most terrifying thing was not the killing between the players, but the hunger, which everyone knew well, so every time they killed other teams, not only did they take the fireworks order, but some food and useful items were also scavenged by everyone, and at this time, looking at the small pile of food that the drunken Arhat put on the ground, Yang Yifeng and the others showed a wry smile.

"The food can only last one meal tonight, and tomorrow if we don't get food, we will have to endure starvation, and we will fight for a day, so everyone will eat something and rest first." After Yang Yifeng finished speaking, he took a small sip of fresh water and handed the kettle to the harsh winter beside him.

Everyone was indeed tired, so they ate something, closed their eyes and rested around the tree. In just two days, although it passed in the blink of an eye, but in the past two days, the people of the Ximen family did not dare to relax for a moment, almost everyone's nerves were tense, and they had experienced more battles than Yang Yifeng and others, so as soon as they sat down at this time, they leaned on each other and fell asleep.

However, Yang Yifeng and the others were still very energetic, on the first night, they gave up the order to snatch the fireworks, and had a good night's rest, watching the four members of the Ximen family quickly fall asleep, Yang Yifeng nodded at the harsh winter, and the two got up and left everyone.

On the two trees on the periphery, Yang Yifeng and the two found Feixue and the prodigal son respectively.

Feixue leaned on the leafy trunk with a serious expression at this time, observing the surrounding wind and grass through the gaps, and naturally saw Yang Yifeng walking under the big tree where he was, and was in doubt, Yang Yifeng flexibly climbed the big tree and came to her side.

With a slight flush, Feixue moved her body back unnaturally, looking at the young man who was less than thirty centimeters away from her, she became a little nervous, and her heart, which had always been calm and indifferent, also beat violently.

For the past two days, she has been responsible for pathfinding and vigilance, as a killer, she is sometimes tired, but every time she sees Yang Yifeng's eyes, it gives her inexplicable motivation, and for some reason, she finds that she sometimes thinks of this boy from time to time in her mind.

Yang Yifeng did not dislike her because of the smell on Feixue's body, or alienated her, this may be the most touching place for Feixue, for twenty-three years, Yang Yifeng was the only one close to her.

"Feixue, thank you for your hard work, you haven't closed your eyes for two days, now take a good rest, I'll be on guard for you." Yang Yifeng's sunny smile made Feixue warm, listening to the other party's concerned words, his indifferent face showed a trace of shame, but he shook his head and said stubbornly: "I'm not tired, it's better for you to rest." ”

"Flying snow, obedient, sleep well, I have a task for you to do, find the nearest team around, we want to snatch a piece of fireworks." Yang Yifeng subconsciously reached out and grabbed Feixue's shoulder, and said sincerely.

Feixue's body was shocked, but the shyness in his eyes was quickly replaced by indifference, and the invisible murderous aura made Yang Yifeng startled, and immediately unnaturally let go of Feixue's shoulder.

"For that Simon Wuya, right? Do you like her? Feixue's murderous aura flashed away, and she asked with a calm face.

"You misunderstood, they are all our compatriots, they can't enter the finals, what awaits them tomorrow is the massacre of the fireworks organization, after all, everyone knows each other, I can't bear to watch them die in the hands of the fireworks organization, I don't think you want to see this kind of thing happen, since we have met it, if we stand by and watch, then what is the difference between us and those bad people who don't have a surname." Yang Yifeng explained with a wry smile in his clear eyes.

Feixue stared at Yang Yifeng's eyes for a few moments, her expression softened, and she still said indifferently: "Then you are here to be vigilant, and I will come when I go." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Yang Yifeng to speak, Feixue slid down the tree, dodged into the jungle, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Yang Yifeng opened his mouth with a smile, but he began to worry about Feixue in his heart, people are so contradictory, he couldn't bear to watch the four members of the Ximen family fail and die, and asked Feixue to help find prey, but Feixue's departure made him suffer from gains and losses, in case Feixue encountered danger, the more Yang Yifeng thought about it, the more he felt afraid, and secretly blamed himself.

Fortunately, Yang Yifeng's worry was only more than twenty minutes later, and he saw Feixue showing his figure from the big tree opposite, jumped off the big tree, and then went up to the big tree where Yang Yifeng was again.

"Blizzard, are you alright? Are you in danger? Yang Yifeng breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Feixue nervously and asked.

Feixue stared at Yang Yifeng for a few moments, shook her head and said, "There are two teams a thousand meters away from our left, from one country, which is not easy to deal with. Eight hundred meters in front of us, there are eight Americans, but we can think about it. In addition, there is a team on our right side, ten people, composed of mercenaries and killers, two of whom are very strong, and the leader is a woman. ”

"Blizzard, in your judgment, what team should we deal with?" Yang Yifeng nodded, secretly admiring Feixue's ability, he found all the opponents around him in such a short time, and left easily, worthy of being a killer. pondered for a moment, looked at the snow and asked.

Feixue groaned slightly, shook her head and said: "At this time, it is unwise to deal with that team, the capable team has already gathered enough fireworks orders, and now I just want to recharge my energy and prepare for the finals tomorrow." And the incapable team can only wait for the death of Ming to come at this time, this can be regarded as the quiet before the storm, if we still snatch the fireworks order at this time, it will cause panic and dissatisfaction among all the surrounding teams, and it is likely that we will fall into the death of being surrounded. ”

"You're right, I've thought of this too, but it's only a fireworks order, how can we watch the people of the Simon family die." Yang Yifeng sighed and said with a wry smile.

"Of course, this kind of encirclement doesn't have to happen. Based on my observation of the surrounding terrain, we were a little more confident against the team on the right, and even if the closest team to them arrived with only eight Yankees, we still had a chance to win. Feixue looked at Yang Yifeng's face and said again.