Between life and death [unlimited]

"...Harry, what happened up there?!" Hearing the strange noise from above, the team leader below quickly asked Harry.

But Harry remained silent and did not answer.Because he didn't want people to know that he was actually scared by a disgusting guy like a long bug just now.

If their companions find out, they will definitely laugh at themselves!

Harry took some effort, finally took his hand out of the anaconda's throat, and noticed several scratches on his hand - it should be when the anaconda swallowed it just now, there were two scratches in its mouth. Rows can leave marks on floating teeth.

So he chopped off the dead green anaconda with the dagger a few times to vent his hatred. The sharp blade was inserted in and pulled out, bringing out a lot of bright red liquid. The anaconda was still hanging in the air with only half of its body left. The long squash swayed with his movements, just like the vines hanging from the trees in this rainforest.

"Damn it..." He cursed in a low voice, then pulled out a wooden sword with white arrow feathers from the quiver behind him, and stuck the anaconda's head fiercely into the tree trunk.

After he finished this, he felt that his mood was much better, and this feeling of revenge was simply physical and mental comfort.

The height here is about ten meters from the ground, so the wind above is also stronger than that on the ground.

Harry always felt that the surrounding environment was a bit too quiet, and the chirping of insects and birds seemed to have disappeared. This is not a good omen... As a sniper, he is also very sensitive to the emergence of danger.

But before he could find out where the danger came from, an extremely slight sound suddenly came from his ear.

Then, the taciturn sniper left this world silently like a mute.

Poor Harry didn't see what the creature that really threatened him looked like until he died.

He didn't know whether it was a human or some beast in the rainforest.

And the dagger that was originally held in his hand was snatched away at some point.

That cold-blooded and ruthless cold weapon seemed to come alive in that person's hands, and under the flexible control of that person, it took the life of its owner.

"Daggers aren't that useful..."

The man's voice, like the bloodthirsty weapon, floated coldly from the void.

After Harry's head was cut off, his consciousness still remained. Although he really wanted to shout out to his companions, the severed throat could only allow him to silently look at the body that had been separated from his head. The body, driven by inertia, fell backwards.

Suddenly, a hand seemed to appear out of nowhere to support the slightly bulky corpse, preventing it from falling to the ground.

It seems that the man should want to prevent the dead body from sending a reminder to those stupid teammates who are still barking under the Sala tree, not wanting them to know that the enemy has attacked, and to be able to take the head quietly class.

What's ironic is that they, a group of self-satisfied killers, really didn't realize that the target they had been chasing before actually possessed such a powerful terrifying ability.

Before the poor Harry closed his eyes, the last thought in his mind was—these unlucky ghosts should be just a bunch of stupid pawns that adults can use to test the depth of those target characters, and they can be discarded at any time.

The attack of stones from nowhere has stopped, and except for the person who was killed by the sneak attack at the beginning, the rest of the people were not harmed.

And just now there was a sound of fighting from above, and they guessed that it might be that Harry bumped into the two pursued targets.

"...Harry!" Seeing that the attack of stones falling from the sky had stopped, the captain subconsciously thought that it was Harry who killed the guy who sneaked up on them.

"Did you hear what I said?! Did you kill those two people?"

"Harry!"

The captain was still standing on the ground and yelled violently to Harry who was a few meters away from them, but strangely, there was no reply from above, and there were only different kinds of insects neighing or unknown species of birds in his ears.

Moreover, the bodies of those two people did not fall from the sky, not even the sound of blood dripping from the sky.

This could not help arousing their suspicion, was it really the sound of Harry and those two people fighting just now?In other words, it is so quiet now, did any sound really appear just now?

The captain spat on the ground again, this sea of ​​clouds forest was very strange and evil when they came in.After all, this place is already close to the outside of the city, and they will feel normal when some weird and abnormal things happen.

But what the captain didn't know was that Harry was actually dead.

Because in his subconscious mind, even if Harry was killed by those two guys, he could always make a sound to remind them before he died.After all, these rules were arranged by them before performing the task.

And Harry has always been a weird guy in their team - because he may be a natural sniper, Harry himself doesn't like to talk very much, but this does not affect his ability. The most outstanding one.

These are also the two reasons why the captain always thought that Harry was not dead yet.

"...This guy who doesn't like to talk, is really..." The captain had to arrange the remaining two people around him, and told them: "Go up and have a look, maybe Harry was entangled by those two guys for a while. He couldn't get away, so he didn't ask us for help."

But one of them suddenly said that he could not climb trees.

When the captain heard this, he immediately became angry. He pulled out the scabbard of his sword and gave it to the man vigorously, cursing, "What a useless guy! My lord keeps you for nothing!"

The person thought in his heart that his flamboyant captain would always ask them to go first, and then she would be in charge of the rear, and she would be the first to rush up to grab it if she had merit.But he dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak out, so he could only look at his captain aggrievedly.

The person in charge of finding the way in the team usually came out to help his teammates: "Captain, he really doesn't seem to know how to climb trees. I think it should be enough for me to go up and check the situation."

"I really don't know how to climb trees...Captain, or I'll take a look around to see if there are any fish that slipped through the net..." The man also hurriedly followed the words of the rescue and asked Ying.

"Get out of here! Get out of here quickly, get out of here as far as possible!" The captain was annoyed when he saw this man now, and yelled at him grumpily: "This team doesn't let me worry at all... Both of them are like this!"

Even if the man was scolded, he didn't dare to be vague. He pulled the bow and crossbow from his back, held it in his hand, and then went deeper into the rainforest alone.

The person in charge of exploring the path stood still and moved his body briefly. Naturally, it was impossible for him to ask the captain to go up to check with him, and he was very self-aware about this.

After feeling that his limbs were almost moving, he grasped the smooth trunk skin of the Whirling Tree with both hands, and then sprinted towards the tree with the help of friction.

He is very skilled in climbing trees, like a monkey that often shuttles between the branches. This may be because he is the one in charge of scouting in the team, and he always goes around looking for traces of the stalking objects. So he is very good at these skills of climbing high and bottoming out.

Soon, he climbed to a position about seven or eight meters above the ground. When he looked up, two leather shoes covered with mud and dead leaves were swinging in the air. He could almost see Harry sitting on the branch on the figure.

"Harry!" He tried to call his companion's name, but the taciturn companion ignored him.

At this time, an ominous premonition suddenly emerged in his heart.

Why did Harry just sit there and not talk to them the whole time?

——He...couldn't he have been killed?

But why didn't those two people continue to attack them on the ground?

Could it be that they were afraid that they would not be able to beat the other four and had already fled?

These thoughts hovered in his mind, and slowly occupied all his thoughts, and a feeling of fear that was previously unknown enveloped his whole body in an instant.

Now he understood a little bit about the mood of those who were killed by them before they died.

"... How is Harry?" The captain who was still standing on the ground asked him about the latest situation.

But he didn't know how to answer. He didn't know whether Harry was dead or not. Although the answer was likely to be the former, he didn't dare to go up and ask for confirmation.

Moreover, his current position is very awkward, just stuck in a position where he can't go up or down. If he rushes down like this without finding something, he won't be able to explain the specific situation to the captain, and the captain will probably be furious in place.

He didn't want to see such a situation from the bottom of his heart.

So he swallowed, cheered himself up silently in his heart, prayed to God and the Virgin Mary, and sincerely hoped that Harry was okay or that the two attackers had gone away.

So he bit the bullet and climbed up a distance of one meter.When he finally came to his partner's side and saw his partner's incomplete body and the broken head of the anaconda stuck on it by an arrow, cold sweat instantly covered his whole body.

The golden vertical pupils of the huge anaconda were silently staring at him, although they were already loose, there was still an aura called danger.

These two blood-smelling things seem to have been forcibly pieced together to form a strange and novel snake-headed human species.

Harry was beheaded so silently?

—But what about his head?Why is there only one anaconda's head hanging on it?

Also, why did they stand on the ground and didn't even hear a sound?

Just when he froze on the spot and hadn't figured out the answer to this question, he didn't notice that the shadow of death was also coming unknowingly...

The icy blade quickly cut across his throat and cut his throat. When the god of death came, he would not give him the slightest warning.He now finally understands why Harry didn't warn them before he died.

"puff--"

He could feel the blood rushing out from the middle of his neck, and he also noticed that the dagger in the man's hand was his teammate's personal belongings.

When he was about to fall, the man finally appeared.

It's like the god of death who controls the lives of others and is responsible for harvesting the souls of dying people.It's just that what he holds in his hand is not a giant sickle, but a small dagger.

Jiang Slug suddenly appeared at the end of the branch without the influence of gravity.He stretched out his hand to support the corpse that had just died in his hands, and then quietly leaned it in front of the previous one. The two corpses sat together neatly with their backs against the tree trunk, and the whole process was calm and silent.

"Drip-drip--" The blood from the high place continued to scatter on Harry's mutilated body.

The blood included the green anaconda's blood, as well as Harry's own.

Jiang Lai looked up at the upper branches expressionlessly, without any waves in his calm gaze.

That poor Harry's head was nailed to the top of this branch with a feathered arrow.

Like that anaconda's head.

In fact, as long as his teammates raised their heads just now, they could see the heads of their poor teammates.

Jiang Xun has always been very unhappy about being chased and killed, including of course the time he was chased and killed by Eric before.And they actually used feather arrows every time, I really don't know if it was a coincidence of fate or what, anyway, Jiang Xun thought it was ironic.

Three of these chasers have died so far—the first one died so uselessly—in fact, Jiang Xun didn’t expect that he would hit that person. At that time, he just wanted to attract the attention of these people, so that They didn't want to trouble their teammates, but they didn't expect to kill the first person so smoothly.

So, now there should be two left.

Then Jiang Lai saw through his ultra-clear eyesight that for some reason there was only one person left under the Sala tree, and the other person went to nowhere.

When Jiang Shui came down from the Sala tree, the team leader had an expression on his face as if he had seen a ghost.

Since there was only one person left, there was no need for Jiang Lai to hide anymore.

Holding the dagger he snatched from poor Harry, he turned over and jumped off the branch closest to the ground.

The slender legs fell to the ground almost without making any sound, as if they had no weight.

"You damned guy came to the door by yourself!" It was obvious that the team leader hadn't figured out the current situation.

The roles between the hunter and the prey have already been switched, but the new "prey" is still provocative without knowing it.

In fact, Jiang Xun was too lazy to deal with this irritable and brainless guy, so he directly raised his hand, and his figure suddenly appeared in front of the captain like a ghost.

Then, he simply sealed his throat with a knife.

"It's noisy."

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