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Chapter 111 Arrival at the Camp

Luo Fei remained silent.

He crouched down and looked into the tall, thin man's eyes.

His gaze was calm.

But as the tall, thin man looked into those eyes, a chill suddenly ran down his spine.

He tried to look away, but he couldn't; he felt as if he were frozen in place.

"I'll ask again."

Luo Fei's voice was very soft.

Have you seen it before?

The tall, thin man's lips trembled slightly.

"No...no..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Luo Fei reached out and casually placed his hand on his shoulder.

Then, gently squeeze.

"Crack!" A crisp sound of a bone breaking rang out.

"Ah—!!" The tall, thin man let out a heart-wrenching scream, curled up into a ball, and rolled around on the ground in agony, his forehead instantly covered in cold sweat.

The short, fat man turned pale with fright and tried to run away as soon as he got up.

But he had only taken two steps when he felt a tightness on the back of his neck.

They were brought back again.

Luo Fei pinned him to the ground.

"Lead the way."

The short, fat man was trembling all over.

"What kind of way are you leading...?"

Luo Fei looked at him.

"Your camp."

The short, fat man's eyes darted away for a moment.

Luo Fei didn't speak; he simply raised his hand.

The short, fat man was terrified when he saw the hand.

"No! I'll take it!"

Luo Fei withdrew his hand and stood up.

"Walk."

The short, fat man scrambled to his feet and glanced back at his companion who was still wailing.

Luo Fei kicked the tall, thin man.

"Stop howling, get up, and come with me."

The tall, thin man gritted his teeth and got up, clutching his shoulder, his face as white as a sheet.

The two walked ahead, with Luo Fei following behind, deeper into the woods.

Along the way, the two tried to run away several times.

But every time the thought crossed my mind, I felt that gaze from behind stabbing me like a knife.

I dare not run, I really dare not run.

It took about twenty minutes to walk.

The short, fat man suddenly stopped and pointed ahead.

"Our temporary camp is just ahead."

Luo Fei looked in the direction he was pointing.

Ahead lay a denser forest.

Through the gaps in the tree trunks, a simple campsite could be vaguely seen.

There were a few tents, a pile of campfire ashes, and some miscellaneous tools.

then.

His gaze froze.

In a corner of the camp, there was a rusty iron cage.

It is about one meter high and two meters square.

Inside the cage, two tiny figures were huddled together.

A boy and a girl.

The boy was wearing a blue T-shirt, which was now covered in mud and grass clippings.

The girl was wearing pink clothes, her hair was messy, and her face was covered in tear stains.

The two huddled close together in the corner of the cage.

The boy's hand was tightly holding the girl's hand.

Luo Fei stood still.

Looking at the two children in the cage, he took a step forward.

Behind them, the tall, thin man and the short, fat man exchanged a glance, about to speak up to warn their companions in the camp.

But as soon as they opened their mouths, they felt an invisible force pressing down on them.

His legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground, unable to get up. Then he was hit on the back of the head and instantly fell to the ground, losing consciousness.

Luo Fei slowed his pace.

Like a weightless leaf, it silently approached the edge of the camp.

Several large pine trees blocked his view.

Through the gaps between the tree trunks, he saw three people sitting in the center of the camp.

A bald, middle-aged man with a hideous scar on his face was sitting on a rock smoking.

Two younger men were standing nearby. One, with dyed blond hair, was idly poking at the ashes of the campfire with a twig. The other, a crew-cut youth, had his hands around his knees, his eyes scanning the dense forest with some wariness, an old homemade gun lying across his knees.

Including the tall, thin guy and the short, fat guy who were just knocked unconscious.

There were five people in total.

Luo Fei's gaze swept across the camp.

Besides the iron cage containing the two children, there were several smaller iron cages nearby.

There are several animals inside.

A brightly colored long-tailed bird huddled in a corner.

Two grayish monkeys huddled together, shivering.

Several cages were covered with black cloth, so it was impossible to see what was inside.

The conversation of those people reached Luo Fei's ears clearly.

Yellow Hair squatted on the ground, poking at the ashes of the campfire with a twig, his face full of confusion.

"Boss, there's something I've been wondering about."

Scarface exhaled a puff of smoke.

"explain."

The blond-haired man pointed to the iron cage in the corner.

"Why did we bring those two little brats back?"

"We originally went into the mountains to hunt, but now with two burdens, it's not convenient for us to do anything."

Scarface sneered.

"You don't know anything."

He threw his cigarette butt into the campfire and clapped his hands.

"I've been having bad luck lately. I've been in the mountains for almost a month and haven't caught anything of value."

He gestured towards the cages.

"Those few things, at most they'd sell for a few tens of thousands of yuan, not even enough for us guys to split."

The blond-haired man scratched his head.

"Then bring those two little brats back..."

Scarface glanced at him, a hint of smugness in his eyes.

"Those two little brats are worth much more than those beasts."

The blond-haired man was stunned for a moment.

"valuable?"

Scarface extended two fingers.

"One, 100,000."

The blond-haired man's eyes widened.

"One hundred thousand?!"

The man with the crew cut who hadn't spoken until now also looked up, his face showing surprise.

Scarface nodded.

"Yes, two of them would be two hundred thousand."

"I've already contacted a buyer. I'll send the person over once things calm down in a few days."

Yellow Hair swallowed hard, his voice trembling slightly: "Boss, isn't selling kids a bit...?"

He lowered his voice even further, "Isn't this a bit too much?"

The scarred man glanced at him sideways, a cold smile playing on his lips: "What, are you scared?"

"It's not that I'm afraid, it's just..." The blond-haired man rubbed his hands together, a sheepish smile on his face, "We used to at most hunt protected animals and sell their hides and meat, but selling people is a serious crime! If we get caught, wouldn't we be executed?"

Scarface suddenly laughed after hearing this.

"Execute?"

After he finished laughing, he pulled a dark-colored pistol from his pocket and weighed it in his hand.

"See this?"

The blond-haired man nodded.

Scarface slammed the gun onto the rock.

"This one gun is enough to execute me three times over."

He then pointed to the cages covered with black cloth.

"Do you know what those birds are?"

The blond-haired man shook his head.

"A golden eagle," Scarface said. "A Class I protected animal in China."

"Those two monkeys and pheasants are both level two."

He counted on his fingers.

"These few combined could get me sentenced to decades in prison."

Then he looked at the blond-haired man.

"Selling two little brats will at most last ten or eight years."

"Which do you think is more serious?"

The blond-haired man opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

Scarface lit another cigarette, took a deep drag, and said, "Didn't you see that guy in the news who stole several nests of birds and their eggs and got ten years in prison? And that guy who sold toy guns got several years too. Do you think what we're doing now is any less serious? We're already good enough for execution, one more won't make a difference!"

The blond-haired man fell silent.

He lowered his head and stopped talking.

The crew-cut man next to him remained silent.

Only the firewood in the campfire occasionally crackled.

Luo Fei stood behind the tree and listened to the conversation.

His gaze was calm, and he didn't rush to move.

I waited a few more seconds.

It was confirmed that there were only three poachers in the camp.

He emerged from behind the tree, his steps still very light.

But the rustling sound of footsteps on fallen leaves was particularly clear in the quiet campsite.

Scarface was the first to become alert.

He suddenly looked up, his hand already reaching for the gun beside him.

Then he froze.

A young, somewhat handsome man emerged from the woods.

He instinctively gripped the pistol and aimed it at the approaching person.

"stop!"

Huang Mao and Ping Tou also realized what was happening, hurriedly grabbed the homemade gun next to them, rested the butt on their shoulders, and nervously pulled the trigger.

Luo Fei didn't stop and continued walking towards them with steady steps.

"Take one more step and I'll shoot!"

Scarface's finger was tightly gripping the trigger.

Luo Fei glanced at him, then continued walking forward, only ten meters away from the campfire.

"Bang!"

The gunshots were deafening.

At the same time, the blond-haired man and the crew-cut man also pulled the trigger.

Boom!

The three guns fired almost simultaneously.

The air was thick with the smoke of gunpowder.

But the young man disappeared from their sight.

Scarface's pupils suddenly contracted.

The next second, he felt a piercing pain in his wrist, and the pistol flew out of his hand, landing in the grass a few meters away. Before he could even cry out, a large, iron-like hand grabbed his neck and lifted him off the ground.

The blond-haired man and the flat-headed man didn't even see how the other person moved. They only felt a sudden numbness in the back of their neck, as if they had been hit by a heavy hammer, and their vision went black instantly.

Two sounds, "thump" and "thump," rang out almost simultaneously. The two men fell face down to the ground, each with a foot pressing on their backs. Mud filled their mouths, and they didn't even have the strength to struggle.

Scarface was being choked and suspended in mid-air, his face turning red, his legs kicking futilely.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but his throat was tightly gripped, preventing him from making a sound. His eyes bulged out, staring intently at the expressionless man in front of him.

Luo Fei looked at him and spoke calmly.

"Did you arrest those two children?"

Scarface couldn't speak, he could only blink frantically.

Luo Fei released his grip.

Scarface fell to the ground with a thud, clutching his neck and coughing violently.

He coughed for a while before he caught his breath.

She raised her head and looked at Luo Fei.

His eyes were filled with fear.

Who is this person?

The three of them, with three guns, fired simultaneously, but none of them hit their targets.

Not only did I miss, I didn't even see how the person got there.

Is this even human?