Killed in One Move

One fatal blow!

"Who?"

The man in black struggled to twist his neck and look around. "Which heroes are you? Come out and fight us one-on-one..."

Apart from a gentle breeze, there was nothing unusual about the Grassland.

The man in black scanned his surroundings several more times, but still couldn't find the other person.

"Flutter--"

Suddenly, something burst out of the bushes again.

The man in black instinctively dodged to the side, but he was a beat too slow.

An Embroidery Needles was driven into his left hand, drawing blood.

"You bastard!"

He cursed angrily and pulled the Embroidery Needles out with his backhand.

Although the wound wasn't serious, it still infuriated the man in black.

"Kill!"

He fired several marbles into the air in quick succession.

"Ding-dong! Ding-dong!"

Several Embroidery Needles and marbles fell to the ground.

The man in black's expression changed drastically. Just as he was about to raise his gun to point at the bushes, a whistle suddenly rang in his ear.

His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly rolled to the side.

He had only rolled three or four meters when he was stabbed in the lower back.

The knife tip pierced through the skin and flesh, drawing blood.

The man in black screamed, but without the slightest hesitation, he continued to roll forward several meters.

"Puff!"

A figure leaped out of the bushes, flicked his right hand, and with a swift movement, plunged the blade into the back of the black-clad man's neck.

The man in black screamed and fainted.

Su Zhan discarded the blood-stained Military Dagger and picked up two wooden sticks from the ground.

"Snap!"

Su Zhan gripped the wooden stick with both hands and swung it violently.

"Waaah--"

With a piercing whistle, the wooden stick spun and slammed out, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue.

"Smack!"

A Killer scouting enemy positions was caught off guard and was violently struck by a wooden stick, sending him flying.

He suffered broken ribs, blood gushing from his mouth and nose, and immediately lost consciousness.

"Whoosh!"

Before he could land, Su Zhan threw the stick again, and it pierced his throat with a whoosh.

The man let out a scream, groaned, and collapsed limply to the ground.

Without stopping, Su Zhan picked up another wooden stick, leaped down from another hill.

Like a cheetah, he glided silently through the grass, stealthily approaching the last enemy.

The enemy seemed to have sensed danger and was crouching behind a rock, observing the situation.

Hearing a faint rustling sound coming from the bushes, he immediately stood up, eager to check if there were any enemies attacking.

He had only peeked out halfway when his eyes widened instantly.

He saw Su Zhan emerge from the bushes and attack him, wielding two wooden sticks.

It moved with the force of thunder and moved with the speed of lightning!

The man in black's pupils contracted sharply, and he instinctively reached for the trigger.

Before he could even pull the trigger, a wooden stick struck him hard on the head with a sharp crack, and he fell to the ground, dizzy and disoriented.

Without the slightest hesitation, Su Zhan stomped on his throat and broke it.

He then stuffed the body into the bushes to avoid alerting nearby enemies.

After doing all that, Su Zhan ran back to his previous seat and sat down.

"Call--"

Once he was sure no one was approaching, Su Zhan relaxed and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"This is so exciting!"

He gazed at the distant campfire and exclaimed, "I could go a whole day without sleeping, it's so awesome!"

"What kind of weird place is this? Why is there such a strange place?"

"And how did you know I'd be here tonight?"

He muttered to himself, "This shouldn't be... I didn't tell anyone..."

"Bang!"

Before Su Zhan speaking, he was punched hard in the back and staggered back five or six meters.