Entrance to the Burning Mountains...... In front of a sheltered cave.

Several figures sat by the campfire, throwing some firewood into the fire from time to time. The kettle on the rack was boiling water. Next to it was a skinned wild boar.

"Why hasn't Saf come back yet?" A burly man said, picking up the flask next to him and drinking bitterly.

"He may have found a target." Another man of medium stature replied, sitting by the campfire and operating the butler. "Don't worry, he'll be back soon."

"You say, will he be in trouble?" The third figure asked, a scar looming by the firelight.

"Who knows? That guy is dangerous. But there must be no problem with Ezaf's ability. The medium-sized man said, glancing up at his companion. Don't forget, that guy is an expert at escaping, and none of us can catch him when we use our abilities. ”

"I hope so, I'll just say it." The third figure shrugged his shoulders and stopped talking.

There was silence in front of the cave, only the crackling sound of the bonfire burning, and soon the water boiled, and a woman came to take the kettle away, and set the wild boar on the bonfire. A whole wild boar weighs at least a few hundred kilograms, but she is as easy as if she were tinkering with cotton.

"Devil Tooth Girl, you better don't touch those foods, in case we don't care about getting your spices, we'll be in trouble." The big man said to the woman. The woman glanced back at him, and her face was beautiful by the firelight.

"Dire bear, are you saying that I didn't do well?"

"............" The big man, that is, the dreaded bear, was silent for a while, and finally gave up. Whatever you want, Fang, I just hope you don't poison them. ”

"That's their luck." The fanged woman grinned. Turned around and left.

Looking at her graceful back, everyone swallowed.

It's a prickly flower. To be able to occupy a place in the perverted witcher industry is not enough just by appearance. Everyone knows how powerful the Devil Tooth Girl is, and at least she hasn't missed it for many years. And the people she poisoned were enough to fill a cave.

There was a rumbling sound in the woods in front of the cave, and the wind was blowing...... Several people waited for a while, and then they vaguely felt a breath approaching. The figure of Saff came into view.

"You're coming back late." Dire Bear said, looking dissatisfied. "If not knowing what you're capable of. We even thought you were killed. ”

"Who can kill me?" Saf smiled disdainfully. "I just found something funny, and I just delayed it a little longer."

"You've found your target?" The man of medium stature asked.

"And, of course, say hi to them."

"You're crazy! That guy is Chen Yan! Killed two mid-rank Butchers of the Awakening level! Do you want to be killed by him? ”

"Actually, I'm still alive." Saf's face darkened, as if he was dissatisfied with the distrust of his companions. "And I found something interesting."

"Tell me something. Also, Blackwater, you give me a quiet moment. Dire Bear said, glaring at the medium-sized man nicknamed Heishui, who hesitated for a moment but remained silent. He leaned against the mountain wall next to him.

Saf sat down satisfied, and took the hot water from the Tooth Girl.

"I noticed that the witcher named Chen Yan didn't seem to be healed."

"Really?" Dire's eyes lit up. That's good news. If Chen Yan had not recovered from his serious injuries in the last battle, then their mission would have been assured for now. In fact, he was still a little stunned before this, after all, neither of the two demon hunters killed by Chen Yan was inferior to him. If you really want to push the other side to a dead end, it will definitely cause attrition.

But if the other person is injured, that's another matter.

"How did you find out?" To be sure, Dire Bear decided to check it out.

"I gave him a shot." Saf replied triumphantly. "Just 300 meters away, he didn't notice me at all. He only began to dodge when the bullet was about to hit, and his movements were sluggish. ”

"It's nothing." Dire Bear frowned. If Chen Yan wants to be a trap, this performance is not unexpected.

"But I fought him later." Saf seemed to know what everyone was thinking. said with a cold smile. "He started chasing me and I deliberately slowed down. Then we swapped attacks with each other. The result is ......"

Saf pulled out a piece of white cloth with a little blood on it.

"I grabbed this from him."

"Let me see." The scar-faced man, who had been silent, walked over, only to sniff and lick the cloth.

"The taste of decay, the blood activity is not high. The concentration of life is about ...... of ours," the scar-faced man made a judgment after examining it for a moment. "His internal organs have not yet recovered, and his resistance to anomalous abilities should be much reduced, plus the effect of blood activity on physical strength. He is indeed still from his injuries. ”

"Great!" Dire Bear stood up violently. The burly body is like a small mountain. "Let's go right away."

"Now?" The scar-faced man was stunned.

"That's right." The muscles on the dreaded bear's face twisted slightly, revealing a hideous smile. "He's getting weak right now, and we can't wait for him to recover. Take advantage of his illness to kill him. He must not see the sun tomorrow. ”

As he spoke, he got up and pulled over his armor and put it on, while Blackwater and the Devil Tooth Girl on the side also began to organize their equipment. The scar-faced man hesitated for a moment, but finally took action.

"Saf ......"

"What's the matter?" Saf was eating. I couldn't hear clearly.

"Are you sure you're right?"

"Sure." Saf replied in the affirmative, a flash of impatience in his eyes. "In fact, if it weren't for everyone, I wouldn't have had to come back. That guy's speed and reflexes have slowed down a lot, and I could have killed him by myself! ”

"But why do I still feel that something is wrong?" The scar-faced man muttered to himself hesitantly.

"Then you're suspicious of me!?" Saf suddenly became angry, no matter who it was, he would be angry if he was suspected many times in a row. His expression was just right. "Farr! If you don't dare to go, stay here! Anyway, a few of us can handle an injured guy. ”

"Oh, I'm sorry." The scar-faced man Farr hurriedly apologized, but in the end he still made up his mind. "I'll act with you."

In the night, several witchers quickly packed up their gear and rushed into the woods with Saf......

All that was left was a extinguished bonfire and wisps of smoke. (To be continued......)