One Hundred and Ninety-Five: Dissatisfied? Simmering (4)

As soon as the words fell, an arrow pierced through the air, directly piercing through the chest of a person who was standing far away.

"Well--"

The muffled sound resounded, and everyone followed the source of the sound, just in time to see the man raising his hand to cover his chest with an unbelievable look on his face. He saw his burly body slowly falling back, and the blood flowed from his completely broken heart. Flowed out, dyed a piece of land red.

Before he died, his eyes were still wide open, as if he saw a ghost.

This scene is horrifying. Could it be that... there are really ghosts in this forest?

"What are you panicking about! Imposing man, what are you afraid of!"

The leader shouted loudly, pulling back everyone's rationality. He held up the knife and walked forward a few steps towards the direction of the arrow with a gloomy face. The grass and bushes couldn't resist the sharpness of the knife. They were all chopped down to the ground.

No! Still no trace! Where is the attacker?

The leader looked at the ground without any traces of living people, his expression was like a wall, with several lines cracked.

"ah--"

There was another scream, and another person was shot through the chest by an arrow of unknown origin, and the direction was far away from the leader.

The leader hurried back, only to see that the man had died completely, just like the previous man, died of a heart attack.

He checked the wound, and the tyrannical emotion in his heart could not be restrained.

Ever since he started working for the Meng family, he was used to being flattered and flattered by everyone, when did he suffer such humiliation?

Being teased by a group of unknown pawns who don't know where they came from, what's even more hateful is that the opponent never showed his figure from the beginning to the end.

"Pretending to be a ghost! It's nothing to be afraid of." The leader stood up and said to the others, "Are you all stupid? When someone points a bow and arrow at you, you don't even feel the slightest bit, and you just stand there in twos and threes..."

The leader yelled, and the others cheered up one after another. They didn't dare to scatter in twos and twos so laxly, but formed a more orderly formation. Compared with the unknown "spirit", to them it was still the leader. rather scary,

Seeing this, Jiang Pengji had already quietly changed places.

"It was so stupid as hell, it didn't feel like a challenge."

Jiang Pengji smiled, the enemy is out in the dark, the initiative is in her hands, no matter whether the other party gathers in a group or separates in twos and twos, watching and helping each other is all useless, unless they can feel her breath, or detect her one step ahead The act of killing.

Murderous aura, something that seems to be illusory, actually exists, but it can't be touched or seen.

Some fighters work hard to train themselves and improve their five senses, and they will faintly develop a kind of mysterious "intuition". When others look at him, he will feel it, let alone such malicious emotions as "murderous".

That leader is indeed capable, and his five senses are vaguely to such an extent that he can feel the killing intent and gaze of others.

However, how could Jiang Pengji's level be the same as these people?

A genetic warrior who can be detected to kill is itself a bad product among the bad products, and cannot be put into the task at all.

Jiang Pengji also has rich experience in sniping,

It succeeds every time.

If she can't perfectly subdue this "murderous aura" and reduce her sense of existence by 100%, according to the level of five senses per capita in the future world, then it's not a secret attack, but telling the enemy her position clearly and wanting the other's life.

Then play an egg!

The audience in the live broadcast room watched lively, it seemed that after the shock of seeing blood for the first time, they had calmed down.

: #笑哭, there is always a sense of sight of the full-level golden god costume tuba slaughtering and playing with the trumpet in Xinshou Village.

: It's obviously the god who has already ascended to abuse the colored pen, right?

: It looks good when crushed. It's cool. I like the feeling of knocking down a piece of mobs with a knife.

Jiang Pengji curled her lips together, hugging each other, this will only lead to a more straightforward death, okay?

: Let me show you what it means to kill two birds with one stone!

As soon as the words fell, the arrow had already pierced through the air, and Jiang Pengji changed places again without looking back.

br /> Phew——

An arrow pierced through the air, and everyone didn't realize its existence until it was approaching, but it was too late.

"Two more!"

Jiang Pengji didn't need to look to know that she had won the opponent's two heads again. At this time, the number of downsizing had reached a frightening number. They didn't see the attacker from the beginning to the end, but the partners around them fell one after another.

The leader was protected in the middle and was safe and sound, but the two people who were double-killed before were very close to him, and the direction of the fall was also directed at him.

"Anyone with such archery skills is absolutely impossible to be a bandit..."

The leader pushed away the corpse that fell on him, a trace of unwillingness flashed across his surface.

But he also knew that if they continued to stay in the dense forest, they would only kill more people silently.

"Could it be...the people from Hejian County are retaliating?" A follower speculated tremblingly.

The leader snorted coldly and said contemptuously, "Where do those people have the backbone..."

This is not, and that is not... So who is the one who did it?

Could it be... is it really a ghost that appeared in the blue sky?

Everyone panicked for a while, watching them evacuate, and then glanced at the reserves in the quiver, Jiang Pengji's smile was a bit evil.

Now that the road of Huangquan Road has already been stepped on, how can there be any reason to escape?

Moving and shooting was not difficult for Jiang Pengji, the only difficulty was that she had to pay attention to concealing her figure while moving.

The atmosphere became more terrifying and gloomy, and the tense atmosphere and the shadow of death enveloped everyone's hearts.

Boom——

A follower who fell at the end of the team to cover his head was pierced by an arrow from the temple and was directly nailed to a tree trunk not far away.

"What are you panicking about! Retreat!"

The leader noticed the abnormal sound at the end of the team, and his heart sank suddenly, knowing that another life had been quietly taken away.

The same scene happened one after another, Jiang Pengji seemed to be the most experienced hunter, as if she knew the dense forest thoroughly, no matter how the group of people ran or panicked, she could maintain a fairly safe range.

She is like a seasoned cat, and those people are the mice she drives and chases.

Destroy and shatter their psychological defenses little by little, and when they have played enough, they will kill them with one blow.

The leader was almost mentally broken by the successive shootings. Even though he was calm on the surface, he still couldn't hide his guilty conscience... Yes, guilty conscience!

He didn't even know where the arrows were coming from, and he didn't even know which target the other party was hunting.

The enemy is dark and we are clear, and they are still too passive in places like dense forests where there are many obstacles. (To be continued.)