Chapter 195
As soon as he spoke, an arrow penetrated the chest of a man who was standing far away from the leader .
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“Urgh—”
People looked at the man as his trembling hands touched his body . The force shook his heart and broke it into pieces . Blood flowed from the lying corpse to the soil .
The dead man’s eyes were so round, it was as if they were staring at a monster that had killed him . The scene sent chills down the other’s spines . Are there really ghosts around here?
“You’re all grown up men, and you’re afraid of ghosts?” shouted the leader to remind them of their common sense . He held up his blade, walked towards where the arrow came from, and cut down all the bushes in his way .
Strangely, he could find no traces of living people . Where did the enemy shoot from?
Before the leader could maintain his composed nature, there was another cry . “Urgh!” Another arrow shot through a soldier’s bosom; the victim was on the opposite side of where the previous one died .
The leader rushed to the spot . The soldier had already stopped breathing . He had been shot in the heart like the his companion had been .
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After examining the corpses, the leader could no longer repress his fury . He had been used to flattery ever since he served the Meng’s––he had never been humiliated in such a way by a mysterious person .
“Stop fooling around! We won’t be scared!” He then spoke to his soldiers . “Are you dumb? You know how to run when arrows are directed at you, don’t you? And you’re still standing in the same position?”
The men remembered to form a more organized array . They feared the leader more than the “ghost . ”
Perceiving their movements, Jiang Pengji moved to another place .
“Sigh! I want a greater challenge than these dumb men . ” She wore a cool smile .
She gained the upper hand: They were exposed, but she was not . No matter how they distributed themselves, they could not avoid her unless they noticed the arrows before they were released .
One of the clues was the air of death . It did exist, but it was difficult to identify––that was why some people focused on training their instincts and sensitivity to air, such as a gaze from the others and the malicious air of death .
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The leader was capable of detecting the air of most attackers, but Jiang Pengji was an exception . Killing without being noticed was basic for genetically enhanced soldiers . As an experienced sniper who had completed her missions perfectly each time, she could hide her air completely to avoid being found . After all, that was the only way to survive in a world where citizens’ senses were all sharp like hers .
The audience resumed their humorous atmosphere after the initial shock of bloodshed .
Wanyue: “(laughcry) . It looks like an S-level player slaughtering newcomers in computer games . ”
Aize Huahuo: “What a scene!”
Zhongfei Zuoye Xingchen: “I like it . I like seeing enemies fall after one attack . ”
Jiang Pengji smiled at the team . Their new position would only accelerate their death .
Host: “Have you ever killed two birds with one stone?”
As soon as she said it, she released an arrow and changed positions without looking at the crowd .
Whoosh! The people noticed the weapon’s approaching, but it was too late .
“Another two . ” Without looking back, she knew the casualty . The number of remaining soldiers was so small that they could not help but shiver . They had never seen a trace of the attacker, yet their companions were falling one after another .
The leader was intact, as he was protected in the middle of the crowd . However, the two new victims were standing close to him and both fell onto his body .
“A bandit wouldn’t be able to do this!” He pushed away the corpses . While he was reluctant to give up, he understood that leaving the woods was the only way to survive .
“Is this the revenge of those in Hejian?” suggested a subordinate .
The leader said sarcastically, “They don’t have the courage . ”
Who could it be, then? Were there really ghosts?
The people began to withdraw . Jiang Pengji glanced at them, then at her arrows, and smiled mysteriously .
They had taken a ride to the nether world, and there was no return .
Shooting while moving was generally a piece of cake to her; the only challenge was to conceal herself during an attack .
To the soldiers, the surroundings appeared more horrifying than ever . Uncertainty and death casted their shadows over their hearts .
Clunk . A member in the back had his temples penetrated and his head nailed to a tree trunk .
“Stay calm! Withdraw!” Noticing the sound, the leader knew another man had lost his life .
Similar scenes repeated themselves . Jiang Pengji was like a local hunter: she kept a safe distance at the best position no matter how the panicked people ran . They were rats and she was the cat, crushing their sanity until she felt like taking their lives with one shot .
The leader was on the brink of madness, and any attempt to hide his fear was in vain . He could tell neither where the arrows came from, nor who the next target was going to be . Their exposure in the thick forest placed them at a disadvantage .