Vol 2 Chapter 642: Hunting night

A genius remembers the address of this site in one second: (Vertex Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! The forest at night contains terrifying murderous intent. After a chilling afternoon, the pirates have nothing to gain except death.
The pirates, who were originally divided into four teams, were constantly attacked by players, but now they have to gather together.
They were originally on a reconnaissance mission, but now they have become a field survival.
"Wow!"
A cold arrow silently hit a pirate on the edge of the camp in the dark. The pirate wailed and fell to the ground clutching his thigh.
The arrow that was deliberately shortened had a hollow body. Under the control of the ranger Ji Wanbing, the arrow just did not fully penetrate the target's thigh, and blood shot through the hollow body of the arrow.
Injured but not dead, Ji Wanbing tried to use the tactics he learned in the reserve. In one afternoon, he had caused seven deaths and twelve wounded.
Count this, thirteen.
The ranger wore a self-made auspicious suit and lurked on a tree trunk less than five meters away from the pirate camp. After several contests, Ji Wanbing determined that although the second wave of pirates was led by extraordinary men, they were still no different from blind men in the forest. .
If there is enough time, Ji Wanbing feels that he even has the ability to play them slowly one by one.
The ranger coldly watched the pirates with a frightened expression, away from the injured companion. No one dared to help him deal with the wound, and no one tried to find the sneak attacker.
In their previous experience, they have been taught several times by this way of encircling and fighting aid.
"Help me!" The wounded pirate looked desperately at his companion backing like a tortoise, unwilling to step forward: "I still have a rescue, as long as the bleeding stops I can live, don't leave myself alone here. !"
The injured pirate lowered his head and glanced at the wound on his leg, and at the same time pressed the muscle above the wound, trying to slow the flow of blood.
He has the courage to pull out the arrow, but he doesn't know if he has enough time to deal with the wound alone. He may pass out due to ischemia, or he may not be able to maintain his arm stability due to pain.
He needs the help of his companions, even though he has witnessed this situation three times with his own eyes, all the people who tried to rescue were taken away by the same cold arrow.
But he still wanted to be the one who was different, maybe that devilish hunter had already left? Maybe he didn't hide in the dark this time, waiting for the next victim to take the bait?
"Bartos, buddy, don't leave me!" The injured pirate looked at one of his close companions: "Remember, the last time we did the ticket sale, you encountered a hard problem, it was me. Help you kill that swordsman!"
"Please, help me, I can't do it alone!" The injured pirate's face was pale, and the previous arrow was likely to cut several arteries, and the speed of the bleeding shocked him.
"Bah!" In response to him was a gunshot, and the pirate named Bartos gave him a delight with his gun.
The lead bullet shattered the head of the injured pirate and completely solved his troubles.
"The mob." The ranger silently changed the place, intending to repeat the previous action again.
The assassin Fan Li was also lurking nearby. As the pirates gathered, the players of the Nemesis Division were divided into two parts. One part hunted the pirates here, and the other part went to attack the pirate warships.
Fan Li had already mixed into the camp temporarily enclosed by the pirates. Relying on the shadows produced by various objects and the blind spots of the pirates, he was roaming freely like in his own home, like a ghost.
From a third-party perspective, Fan Li at this time seemed to have colluded with the pirates.
Whenever the assassin appeared in a place, the surrounding pirates who could have spotted him would turn around in coordination, or shift their eyes tacitly.
When multiple pirates appeared, Fan Li would always walk into the shadow of a tent or other things just right.
This is Fan Li’s professional talent, [Dislocation Stealth], which relies on perception attributes and anticipation to replace the traditional assassin’s dependence on the power of shadows, and focuses more energy on physical exercise.
Of course, Fan Li's keen perception trained by monitoring equipment in the police system has also greatly enhanced this talent.
He can judge the observation angle of the target and find the blind spot without much thinking.
For Fan Li, this was an instinctive behavior. Even his teacher, Connor, had to admit that Fan Li had surpassed himself on the point of [dislocation sneaking].
Of course, Master Kong's own skill points are all on [Wushuang Stealth], the demand for this talent is very low, after all, the eyes of the dead are blind spots in 360 degrees.
Like buying vegetables at a vegetable market, Fan Li looked east and west, skipping over a dozen pirates and didn't do anything~EbookFREE.me~ He wanted to find an extraordinary person with enough weight.
As a people's policeman, he has a natural dislike for such unorganized and disorderly criminal gangs. In reality, there is no opportunity for him to perform. After entering the game, he found that there are too many scumbags.
"Did Mama kick on the iron plate this time?" Several pirates gathered around the campfire were chatting: "This trip is too awkward. The captain-level characters have died three or four. Can't do it anymore."
"What's the use of saying so much? It's here. Just return it like this. It is estimated that Mama will not spare us lightly." Another pirate was grilling fish over the campfire: "Follow the army and wait. Back at sea, sooner or later we will be able to teach those Cyris people a lesson!"
"It's better to be at sea. Do you remember the last ship that transported slaves? The slaves were trained so well!" A strong tattooed pirate recalled: "Especially the female slaves, neither Knowing how those Newlanders are trained, it’s almost harmonious."
Halfway through what the pirate said, there was no movement, and he looked down as if he was asleep.
The assassin Fan Li's relatively thin body crouched behind the strong pirate, and a slender long dagger pierced into the forehead along the back of the opponent's head, stirring the brain into a ball.
"Hey, don't talk halfway! What happened to the female slaves?" The pirate who spoke before didn't participate in the raid, but he has heard many of his companions brag: "Say it!"
When speaking, the pirate stretched out his hand and pushed the other person, but the tattooed pirate fell backwards. There was no one around. The pirates looked at each other, shaking like a sieve.
They don't even know how this happened.
The assassin Fan Li had disappeared in the shadow ten meters away. He saw a brightly lit tent, which looked like a place where a big man stayed.