Chapter Thirty-One: Shadow Assassin
The Blood Wolf's camp was surrounded by a desperate siege, and the fearless and crazy attack continued unabated.
The mercenary guard squad has suffered heavy casualties.
Originally there were over 1,200 mercenaries, now casualties have reached one-third, leaving only around 800 people.
In the camp, there is a high place.
The three team leaders' faces were ashen, their iron fists clenched tightly, emitting a "creaking" sound.
Liu Feng remained silent, at this time, he really couldn't find any words to comfort them.
Having lost so many elites, anyone would find it unbearable.
Moreover, these mercenaries are not just their subordinates, but also brothers who share life and death together...
Outside the camp, the Blood Wolf Pack also slowed down its attack after a fierce impact due to heavy casualties.
So everyone also took the opportunity to gain a little cultivation.
Although everyone in their hearts knew that this was only a temporary peace, no one wanted to give it up. Who knows, maybe this is the last time they would breathe fresh air, hold their beloved weapons for the last time, and step on solid ground for the last time...
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The silence was suddenly broken.
Liu Feng kicked the rotten wooden stump under his foot into powder and walked silently towards the main tent.
The sound of the wooden stump shattering startled the three people, and upon seeing Liu Feng's actions, they were momentarily stunned, but after a moment, they understood what was happening.
Her face changed color in an instant.
Turning attention to those former comrades who once fought back-to-back.
The laughter of the past is gone, leaving only a calm acceptance of death.
With some slight regret.
Blood Wolf's mouth cornered slightly, a giant sword appeared in his hand, his face gloomy, he followed up.
Bo Huang and the dead prisoner exchanged a glance, took a deep breath, drew their weapons, and followed closely behind.
Feeling the slight movement behind him, Liu Feng's mouth slightly curved up.
Slowed down his pace and walked abreast with the three people behind him.
"Haha, what's going on? Are you willing to give up that huge reward?"
Liu Feng's head slightly tilted, playfully laughed and said...
Xue Lang smiled bitterly and shook his head: "What can I do if I don't want to give up? Am I supposed to let those brothers of mine fight to the death with those countless beasts?"
Bo Huang nodded in deep sympathy with the dead prisoner.
Liu Feng smiled and said, "Life is more important than money. If you lose your life, you can't spend the money even if you have it."
Hua An's tent was in the safest and most central location of the camp.
Liu Feng looked at the tent, where a figure was constantly moving in the reflection on the canvas.
A faint cold laugh in his heart.
Leading the way, he lifted the curtain and strode in with large steps.
Three people followed closely behind him.
Hua An, sitting on the bed, saw the four men suddenly rush in, his heart skipped a beat, but his face was full of anger: "What are you doing? You come in without even notifying me."
"Aren't you supposed to be guarding the camp outside? What are you doing here?"
Looking at the seemingly powerful but actually weak Hua An, Liu Feng's eyelids slightly lifted, and he said in a cold voice: "Hua An, you must tell us clearly today what exactly are you transporting? Why did you provoke so many brutal and bloodthirsty wolves?"
Hua An's face changed, and he angrily said: "You are mercenaries. Since you have accepted my task, you must complete it. Otherwise, I will go to the Mercenary Guild to report you and have you expelled from the mercenary world."
Liu Feng sneered and said, "Hu An, have you forgotten what I told you earlier? If the task publisher conceals information about the difficulty of the task, mercenaries have the right to refuse to continue executing the task."
Hu An's old face turned red with anger, and he argued strongly: "No, I didn't conceal any intelligence."
"Oh? Are we really that unlucky? To encounter such a large-scale brutal wolf attack on the edge of the Beastman Grasslands?" Liu Feng sneered.
Hua An's face was slightly flushed, but he still stubbornly said: "I don't know."
Liu Feng's eyes were slightly cold, "Since that's the case, I'll announce now that the Blazing Mercenary Group is withdrawing from this mission."
Blood Wolf takes a step forward.
"The Blood Mercenary Group has also withdrawn from this mission."
"Riot Mercenary Corps, withdraw."
"Convict Mercenary Corps, withdraw."
Four punches, sent Hua An's frail body swaying unsteadily.
"Even if you withdraw now, you can't escape the pursuit of the brutal and bloodthirsty wolves."
Liu Feng let out a soft hum, "It's better than staying here and waiting for death, the brutal blood wolves here will only increase in number, with this few people, we can't hold on for much longer."
"Do you really want to give up on the task?" Hua An raised his head, revealing those dull old eyes, his tone gradually turning cold.
Liu Feng's mouth corners slightly twitched, just about to speak, suddenly his heart tightened.
"Swift footsteps."
The figure standing at the origin suddenly disappeared into thin air, and a shadowy footprint appeared afterwards, lightly **.
The four people in the field were stunned, staring blankly at the empty space, especially Hua An, Lao Hua's pupils suddenly shrinking.
"What is... stealth?" Blood Wolf cleared his parched throat.
"It seems... even more thorough than stealth?" Bao Gang shook his somewhat stiff neck, his voice a bit bitter.
The prisoner nodded silently on one side, his dead face full of shock.
Hua An, who had been stunned for a moment, seemed to have come back to his senses. He hastily cleared his throat and shouted: "Lord Liu Feng, don't, don't kill her... please."
Looking at Hua An who seemed like a madman, the three Blood Wolves felt inexplicably puzzled.
Bang.
A loud noise of physical collision suddenly echoed in the empty tent.
A black shadow flew out of a dark corner of the tent and heavily crashed into the wide tent.
And then, Liu Feng's figure suddenly appeared in the corner where the black shadow person flew out.
With a cold face, he walked up and said in a cold voice, "Master Hua An, can you tell me what's going on here?"
Three people with wet hair walked up and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Liu brothers, who is this?"
Liu Feng glanced at the black figure struggling to get up from the ground and said, "Eighth rank, Shadow Assassin, Hua An's subordinate, your guard is quite strong."
The three Blood Wolves were shocked and immediately felt a sense of horror.
Surprisingly, Hua An actually had this trick up his sleeve, and what was shocking was that Liu Feng was able to capture the majestic eighth-rank assassin with the most direct method.
"This guy, just how much strength is he still hiding...?"
The three team leaders let out a weak sigh.
"Director of China, can you explain?"
Liu Feng's voice gradually turned cold, it seemed that if Hua An didn't give him a reasonable explanation, he would ruthlessly kill the two of them without mercy.
Hua An hastily helped the black shadow person up and anxiously asked, "Ying Er, are you okay?"
"Uncle An, it's nothing." A cold voice came from under the black veil.
The three Blood Wolves were stunned for a moment, then smiled wryly.
Unexpectedly, she is still a female assassin.
Liu Feng was also slightly surprised, but immediately regained his composure and said in a voice that was not much warmer than the female shadow's: "Master Hua An, please answer my question."
Hua An pulled the female assassin to his back, with a face full of apology: "I'm really sorry, Lord Liu Feng, Ying Er was just momentarily confused, please forgive her."
"Uncle An, don't ask him."
The shadow gently tugged at Hua An's clothes, its icy voice tinged with a hint of urgency.
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