CHAPTER 421: CHAPTER 421: KILL WITH RELISH

After Ye Fan bypassed a squad entering the valley, he continued to lie in wait outside the valley, finding a small hill nearby to wait.

The three main leaders, including War Wolf, gathered together, waiting for news. In their view, Ye Fan and Chu Mengyao were already dead, so they sent a squad to find proof of their death as an explanation for Meng Yinglong. Therefore, the squad entering the valley moved quickly, rushing towards the valley’s depths while they waited patiently, taking a short break.

Ten minutes later, gunshots rang out within the valley, echoing loudly.

"Where are the gunshots?" The members of the Lone Wolf Mercenary Corps were bewildered and stared collectively toward the depths of the valley in astonishment.

The three leaders were even more startled, a thought rising irresistibly from their hearts: "Could it be that the two prey aren’t dead yet? But how is this possible? They fell from such a high cliff, how could they still be alive?"

Despite their extreme astonishment, a sense of unease spread within them.

"Something’s wrong, the prey have reinforcements." After making such a cry for help, the squad leader inside the valley screamed miserably and then fell silent, and the gunfire also ceased.

"Reinforcements? What reinforcements?" Beauty Snake widened her eyes, filled with disbelief.

"A squad of elite experts from the Lone Wolf Mercenary Corps, numbering more than thirty, how could they all have perished in less than two minutes?" Climbing Tiger was shocked, unable to believe the reality before him, yet it had truly happened.

The eyes of the three leaders squinted with extreme coldness, while the rest of the Lone Wolf Mercenary Corps members were filled with both fear and terror.

"It seems the prey have help, but we still don’t know who their allies are, nor the current state of the prey," War Wolf spoke grimly and confidently, convinced that Ye Fan and Chu Mengyao had already fallen to death, but now had to overturn this idea, because the signs indicated the prey weren’t dead.

Despite the leaders’ disbelief in miracles, a miraculous event was unfolding right before them.

"We must kill the prey; even if the prey aren’t dead, they’re severely injured, but their allies are the difficult ones now. However, in our hands, any ally must die," War Wolf whispered coldly, then waved his hand to the crowd, shouting, "Charge into the valley, kill any enemy we encounter under our gun barrels."

The three leaders personally led the charge, killing their way into the valley with their men.

Ye Fan watched the scene until everyone entered the middle of the valley, then sprang into action.

The valley was narrow, making it impossible for a large number of people to walk side by side; they had to spread out and advance gradually.

Ye Fan was like a tiger descending the mountain, unleashing his speed and lethal prowess to the fullest.

He began his massacre with the people at the rear, moving like Ghost, swiftly punching and kicking, every punch and kick hitting an enemy, sending a corpse flying, crashing around with blood splattering everywhere and screams echoing.

In an instant, dozens of corpses lay in the water, staining the creek red with blood.

In this gap, the members of the Lone Wolf Mercenary Corps did not have the opportunity to fire their guns.

Under Ye Fan’s fierce onslaught, the members of the Lone Wolf Mercenary Corps seemed dumbfounded, each one forgetting to think.

They saw a figure before them like an invincible presence; every kick was aimed to kill, every punch symbolized the fall of life, the punches and kicks flowing smoothly, an even and complete scene. Such a scene they had never witnessed, they prided themselves as battle-tested, but compared to the figure before them, it was a world of difference. To kill with such vigor and fluidity, they couldn’t imagine anyone capable of such feats.

They were afraid, trembling in spirit, eyes widened, brains muddled as if losing their ability to think.

Ye Fan poised to strike, murderous intent unmatched, having been chased and hunted by the Lone Wolf Mercenary Corps, now he had to respond; this was his intention to kill. With only his fierce punches and kicks, he could wreak such havoc, which demonstrates his formidable killing power.

"Damn!" War Wolf’s eyes turned red, roaring lowly and then firing his gun toward the sky.

With crisp gunfire, the members of the Lone Wolf Mercenary Corps came to their senses, then looked stunned and terrified.

"Retreat, retreat into the valley, get sufficient distance from that plague god, shoot him with our guns," War Wolf commanded. At this time, they had to advance into the valley; to break Ye Fan’s defense, they needed a buffer, or else it would be daydreaming, and they couldn’t escape Ye Fan’s killing intent.

With War Wolf’s shout spreading, the members of the Lone Wolf Mercenary Corps panicked and, in terror, burst into speed, sprinting into the valley’s depths. After sacrificing some comrades, they finally distanced themselves from Ye Fan.

Angry bullets shot out from the members’ hands, filling the space densely.

Terrified extremely, they could only rely on the guns in hand, hastily counterattacking; it was a form of venting their fear and a reliance on the psychology of having weapons.

The scene earlier still lingered in their minds, making them feel so helpless.

Ye Fan certainly wasn’t of King Kong physique. When bullets rained down, he dodged accordingly. Given the current geographical conditions, it was very favorable to Ye Fan; he chose to act now because of this point.

Whether it was the boulders visible everywhere or the rough cliffs, all could serve as his places to hide.

At this time, Ye Fan couldn’t kill gleefully, but relying on the guns left behind by the dead, he could effectively counterattack. With the guns in his hand, he turned them into tools; whether sniping or spraying, the bullets fired from his barrel seemed to have life, rushing towards the intended target.

"Ah ah ah!" Screams rang out, the members of the Lone Wolf Mercenary Corps had their heads explode or fell backward.

On Ye Fan’s side, he continuously switched battlefields while firing, taking the lives of enemies one by one.

In a brief moment, the members of the Lone Wolf Mercenary Corps lost patience; no matter how fierce their firepower was, they couldn’t completely suppress Ye Fan; on the contrary, Ye Fan would find opportunities to inflict severe blows on them.

Such battle conditions left the members of the Lone Wolf Mercenary Corps both furious and scared.