498: Chapter 497: Hunting Game [12 Updates] 498: Chapter 497: Hunting Game [12 Updates] Soon, Ning Fan found a small team of about a dozen people, they were moving forward along their specific route, completely unaware of a pair of cold eyes staring at them from atop a towering tree.
This group consisted of a total of twelve people, which likely formed an organized squad.
After walking some distance ahead, suddenly, a shadow flashed in front of the last team member, revealing a person.
With a smile on his face, Ning Fan floated down, landing before him without making the slightest sound.
Underneath the white skull mask, the team member’s complexion slightly changed, and he swiftly raised his gun to shoot.
But how could Ning Fan possibly give him the chance?
He rapidly closed in, one hand covering the man’s mouth, the other formed into a fist and placed against his chest.
It was just a light touch, yet the True Qi atop his fist burst forth in an instant.
With a thump, the man’s heart was directly shattered by the True Qi, and the light in his eyes slowly faded.
The death of this team member went entirely unnoticed by the others ahead of him.
Ning Fan gently dragged the team member’s body into a nearby bush, then disappeared once again.
Using the same method, Ning Fan thus began systematically eliminating four members of the squad.
When only eight remained, they finally unconsciously turned their heads and realized they were four teammates short.
The individual leading the way had a mark on his mask that was clearly much darker than the others’.
It seemed this guy was the squad leader of the team.
Realizing something was amiss, they quickly stopped and started paying careful attention to their surroundings.
Suddenly, a breeze blew by, and it seemed as if a shadow flashed before them.
They tensely raised their guns, but they couldn’t see anything.
Could it be an illusion?
But just then, with a plop, a team member squatting on the ground collapsed limply to the floor.
All the team members were shocked.
What happened just now?
They saw nothing, yet the team member was dead?
The one nearest to him instinctively checked the dead team member’s body but found no injuries, bullet holes, knife wounds—nothing.
But if he could have opened the guy’s head, he would have immediately seen that the guy’s brain had been completely obliterated by the powerful True Qi in an instant.
Only seven were left!
They began to tighten their formation, watchful in every direction, any slight rustle of the wind or movement of the grass alerting them.
Yet after a minute, when they still hadn’t noticed anything, another team member fell to the ground, silently, unseen, as if they were dealing with a ghost.
Ning Fan crouched on a towering tree not far away, his eyes slightly narrowed, his chest rising and falling gently—this moment, the speed he could achieve had already surpassed even Ning Fan’s own expectations.
He began to enjoy this feeling of the hunt.
For Ning Fan, this chase seemed to have suddenly turned into a relationship between a hunter and his prey.
The difference was, Ning Fan had transformed from the hunted into the hunter.
Only now did he discover this exciting sensation of hunting others lurking within him!
After the deaths of several team members, the survivors had learned their lesson.
They found a small mound, backed up against it, and all focused in one direction, not daring to disperse any further.
As such, Ning Fan’s movements were greatly constrained.
But…
Atop the tree trunk, Ning Fan reached a hand to his waist and drew out several Silver Needles that glinted with a bone-chilling cold light.
Infused with True Qi, the speed of these Silver Needles was comparable to bullets, but they made no sound and their penetrating power was many times greater than that of bullets.
A faint whooshing sound was heard as one of the team members suddenly shuddered, a small dot of blood appearing on his forehead.
The speed of the Silver Needle was so fast that it pierced through the opponent’s brain with hardly any blood issuing from the wound.
This person, of course, died on the spot.
The team leader grew somewhat fearful.
He suddenly stood up, gesturing to the few teammates beside him, and they cautiously began to retreat in another direction.
They had finally realized that the enemy they were facing was beyond their capacity to deal with.
Up to now, they hadn’t even caught a glimpse of the enemy’s shadow, and yet so many of their members had died.
If they didn’t retreat, they feared they might all die here.
Sometimes, such a thought could be laughable.
Having encountered an opponent with such an immense disparity in strength, was it even possible for them to retreat now?
Could they escape?!
With a swift movement, Ning Fan struck again, snatching away another team member’s life and darting into the adjacent dense forest.
He couldn’t suppress the exhilarating feeling in his heart and burst into a hearty laughter looking up at the sky.
Augmented by True Qi, his laughter resounded from all directions, causing leaves to rustle and fall from the surrounding woods.
The few remaining unfortunate souls couldn’t discern where the sound was coming from.
The laughter, like the howl of a devil, began to magnify the fear in their hearts.
And once fear took hold, their combat effectiveness would diminish further, and their judgment and attention would start to wane.
Now, all they could think of was to flee this place as quickly and as far as possible.
Unfortunately, Ning Fan wasn’t going to give them that chance.
After several more hunts and the expenditure of a few more Silver Needles, only the team leader was left of this squad!
He looked around in terror but could see nothing.
Now that he was alone, without anyone to watch his back, he felt as if eyes were staring at him from everywhere.
This sensation was truly torturous.
No longer caring about anything else, not even the direction, he picked one at random and turned to bolt.
All he wanted now was to survive.
Suddenly, with a thud, a figure dropped from the sky, slamming down in front of him.
The team leader’s heart nearly leaped out of his throat.
Instinctively, he raised his gun to shoot, and Ning Fan, as quick as lightning, threw a punch.
With a pang, the gun in his hand shattered into pieces, rendered useless.
Ning Fan watched the man with a smile playing on his lips, not saying a word.
It was precisely this expression that caused the team leader to completely break down.
He pulled out a dagger from his waist and madly stabbed at Ning Fan’s body.
Ning Fan shook his head slightly and with a flick of his wrist, a Silver Needle instantly pierced through the man’s brain.