Chapter 198: Chapter 195: Blood Revenge and Blood Wash!

The poacher’s decaying stench could be smelled by Bi Fang from a kilometer away.

There was absolutely no mistaking it!

The deliberate approach of the other party was too conspicuous, using words to draw attention while their body continuously moved closer, even scanning the surrounding geese. This completely went against human psychology.

Humans naturally harbor distrust towards strangers; even with classmates who are not well acquainted, one wouldn’t deliberately get close, let alone in the wilderness. If they were truly fans of Bi Fang and Étienne, why would their attention be on the geese?

The most crucial point was that the man’s hunting knife sheath had a clasp, and when he approached, the clasp was intentionally unfastened and tucked away, clearly to facilitate drawing the knife.

If it was for safety, then why get closer?

Wouldn’t it be better not to approach at all?

For all these reasons, even if the other party hadn’t been mingling with Johnny, Bi Fang would definitely strike first, taking control of the situation into his own hands.

The audience was shocked upon hearing this explanation; they had all missed these details just moments before!

If they were in the wilderness facing such a scenario, wouldn’t they be wiped clean?

[Holy shit, there were these details?]

[So dangerous!]

[Is it really a poacher? How can a poacher appear here? Could it be that they came after watching Old Fang’s live stream? Maybe you should shut it down first, Old Fang?]

[Yeah, better shut down the live stream first, it’s too dangerous!]

[Lord Mu has gifted the host with a Spaceship*1—Hurry back! You can call the police, let them catch the poacher!]

[Right, call the police! Does anyone know the phone number for the French police? Can we call them from here?]

“No need, I just shut down the live stream to confuse them. Besides, it’s too late; in these deep mountains and forests, even with the location pinpointed, it would take at least half an hour for the police to get here. By that time, everything would be too late.”

Bi Fang shook his head; he had seen Johnny turn off his phone, the network signal here was definitely not good, and the other party was watching through a VPN. To view the live stream again would take at least ten minutes, time enough for him to counterattack, and counterattack was all he could do.

He didn’t tell the audience about Johnny’s presence; some matters, Bi Fang had to handle personally.

The simultaneous appearance of Johnny and the poacher had made the truth very clear, the park director was in cahoots with the poacher, killing all the geese just because of hybrid breeding. Even though the geese were healthy, they falsely claimed they tested positive; the malicious intent was obvious.

Because of him, Bi Fang and Étienne had no choice but to embark on this journey, facing such numerous dangers, even nearly falling into a ravine. He would settle every single account!

This was an exciting adventure, but not the kind of adventure Bi Fang wanted!

It had been three minutes since the man went out, and Johnny’s heart grew more and more anxious.

Upon seeing the fire deliberately extinguished, Legoff finally realized something was wrong. According to their plan, by now their companion should have subdued the Huaxia man and controlled the kid who could call the geese, rather than this quiet situation.

The other two accomplices couldn’t sit still either and looked at Legoff simultaneously, “Boss, what do we do now?”

Legoff, a retired special forces soldier, held the greatest prestige and strength within their four-man squad. He usually made the plans, and the other three were willing to follow his lead. Now that something had gone wrong, the first thing the remaining two did was ask for his opinion.

Legoff stared at the extinguished fire, feeling it was a thorny issue. The decisiveness and strength of his opponent had somewhat exceeded his expectations. Jaden was the second strongest in their squad after him, yet he was taken down without even a sound—as if devoured by a monster in the darkness.

But twenty thousand Ugly Gold was right before his eyes, and he had no reason to give up, especially considering they still had three men left, excluding Johnny. There was no need to fear a broadcaster who had no firearms if they all attacked together.

He gestured several hand signals, and after the other two understood, they began to tread silently using the Fox Step, quietly dispersing to both sides.

Encirclement tactics.

Johnny, crouched in the bushes, didn’t dare to even breathe loudly. He was just a civilian who secretly traded animals; against a retired Legoff, ten of him might not even be able to put up a fight, so he could only pray silently for the plan’s success.

Bi Fang turned his head towards Étienne, “How’s your swimming?”

“Runner-up in the school swimming competition.”

Bi Fang was taken aback, not expecting Étienne to have this skill. He immediately formed a plan, “Then you dive into the lake and swim to the center, dive as much as you can and don’t come out. Without light, they can’t see you, and the geese will dive with you. They know camouflage better than you. Remember, keep quiet and don’t let them detect you.”

The fact that the opponent’s marksmanship was inaccurate was just a ruse to deceive the audience. In reality, under the dim conditions of twilight, being able to accurately hit a moving target at tens of meters away meant their shooting was definitely not weak. If they tried to escape in the glider, either the noise or the movements would give them away, and they would likely be shot by the opponent.

Étienne nodded, he knew staying there would only hold them back. Without any hesitation, he slowly backed away, reached the lakeside and dipped his legs into the water first.

The temperature of the lake water was only in the teens—a bit chilly. Étienne shivered and slowly submerged his entire body into the water.

The geese started calling out in the water, to which Étienne quickly shushed them, immediately silencing their calls.

Man and birds, they all started to swim slowly towards the center of the lake.

The silence from the opposite side was frightening, but Bi Fang knew they wouldn’t just sit and wait for death. He frisked the man and found no guns, just a Hunting Knife.

It seemed the opponent was quite confident, thinking he could handle Bi Fang on his own, only to be disconnected within a minute. It couldn’t be said he was a poor teammate; rather, it was like encountering a godlike adversary.

Bi Fang’s brain was running at high speed. France was different from the domestic scene—this was Europe’s hunting powerhouse. Just the statistics from 2017 showed over 1.2 million licensed hunters in the area, the highest in Europe.

Especially poachers, who are never short of firearms. Bi Fang couldn’t believe that as part of a poaching group, there would only be one gun. Just now, he had only seen Johnny and Legoff, with several more figures vaguely visible, yet he couldn’t determine the exact number. Conservatively estimated, there were at least three.

Counting Johnny, it could be a five-man team, or even more.

Poaching was no easy job. Hunters not only had to contend with various outdoor dangers and deadly animals but also had to be vigilant of anti-poaching organizations and rangers. Therefore, it often required team cooperation, with each having their own role. With a squad of five, at least three were combat members, almost all having seen blood, each one extremely dangerous.

Bi Fang took careful steps back, removed the bow and Arrows from the plane, drew an arrow with his right hand, and set it on the longbow. Until now, the only blood the bow and arrows had seen was that of a rabbit, but they might just be hunting bigger “Goods”

Bi Fang, now equipped with bow and arrows, ran into the distance and likewise laid low in the underbrush, composed and still as a rock. The drone flew silently to perch in a tree behind him, continuing its stealthy vigil.

Darkness became the best protective color for everyone.

This was a hunt, a life-and-death hunt!

Let’s see whose prowess is stronger!

A blood feud washed away with blood!