Then you will find that there is a group of passionate hunters hidden in this place.

They work in groups of three, lurking in what they think is the best attack position, waiting for their prey to approach and then deliver a thunderous strike.

The footsteps are getting closer and closer, and the voices and footsteps can be heard vaguely. The corners of Chu Qiao's lips slowly turned up, and the hand holding the sniper rifle,

Chu Qiao slowly thought about the distance between them in his heart: fifty meters...thirty meters...twenty meters...

Chu Qiao's ears moved, and from a distance of twenty meters, he clearly heard a rather familiar voice.[

"Your Excellency, it's very foggy and miasmatic here, and it's easy to get lost. Moreover, we are very unfamiliar with this place. Once we get lost, it will be difficult to get out. Why don't we rest here for two hours? It's already past three o'clock, and it will be very soon."

It's almost daybreak, it will be easier for us to search after daybreak."

A smile flashed across Chu Qiao's eyes. This guy had some tricks up his sleeve and actually fooled that old guy over.

After a while, I heard an old voice: "That's fine. If you get lost and get buried in this primitive forest, it won't be worth the loss. Let's stop and rest where we are."

Immediately afterwards, there were voices, some speaking English and some Chinese. The atmosphere was very lively. Obviously, the defense was very low. They were completely unaware that they had been surrounded. In other words, no one would have thought that someone would ambush them here.

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Just like a sheep surrounded by wolves, it is already... certain to die.

There is still about ten meters away, which is definitely within the shooting range of Chu Qiao and the others. Although it is blocked by the fog, they can accurately shoot the bullets into the opponent's fatal place even with the help of sound.

Chu Qiao slowly raised his hand and made a gesture of preparation for battle...

They were divided into six groups, three in each group, totaling eighteen people, all of whom had been following Chu Qiao for many years.

After the group of sheep stopped, they allocated the twenty-one people among them in a tacit understanding.

Chu Qiao said in a very low voice: "Shoot!"

As soon as he finished speaking, eighteen bullets were shot out almost at the same time. In the dark forest, they were like meteors, flashing with sparks, passing through the thick fog, and shooting into the flesh and blood bodies one by one.
Chapter completed!