The Leopard-like Long Xia lowered his head and sighed.

"I didn't see the other party's appearance clearly, Ghost Wolf and I were over eight hundred meters apart, with a cluster of reefs between us."

"I only heard Ghost Wolf let out a muffled groan and then dashed over, after which I saw a black shadow quickly disappear."

"I immediately pursued, but the person was too fast. I lost track after about a thousand meters, then I returned worried about Ghost Wolf's injury."

"Old Wolf was seriously injured and unconscious, the situation was extremely grim, then I encountered Big Brother Mad Blade and the others."

As Yang Fei listened, he became increasingly alarmed. Long Xia's Kung Fu had reached Core Formation to Divine Communication.

Even though he wasn't a speed-type expert, he wasn't someone an ordinary expert could easily escape from either.

According to Long Xia, the opponent had severely injured Ghost Wolf of Core Formation to Divine Communication with one move and then outpaced Long Xia.

Such an expert is truly extraordinary.

Everyone listening to Long Xia was both shocked and angry.

It's always the brothers of Changfeng Squad tricking others; when did it become the enemy's turn to trick Changfeng's brothers?

Regarding such scheming, every brother of Changfeng Squad felt their professional dignity was insulted.

Yang Fei watched Mad Blade and the others gnashing their teeth, sighed, and waved his hand.

"It's about to get light; let's carry Ghost Wolf back first."

"This guy will surely appear again in the future; we'll have plenty of opportunities to get even."

Everyone nodded, Mad Blade picked up Ghost Wolf, and the group maintained their combat formation, retreating to the Great White Bear Camp.

The Great White Bear Camp invisibly became everyone's amulet; no matter how strong the enemy, they dared not charge directly at the camp.

After retreating to the camp, everyone unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

In the Cooking Squad camp, River Beaver was still soundly asleep.

Yang Fei blocked several important acupoints on his head with the Silver Needle, so he wouldn't be disturbed; he would not awaken before the time was right.

Yang Fei took Fritillaria Loquat Paste and a few other traditional Chinese medicines from his marching bag to treat Ghost Wolf.

Fritillaria Loquat Paste and these medicines were the most common Chinese patent medicines.

They are sold in every pharmacy in the country and can nourish the yin, moisten the lungs, and adjust the internal organs.

Normally, when people take these medicines, only about ten percent is absorbed through the digestive tract.

However, Yang Fei used Dark Force to directly penetrate through Ghost Wolf's chest skin pores into the capillaries of the internal organs, dramatically enhancing the effect.

After a short while, Ghost Wolf groaned and slowly woke up, opening his eyes.

Everyone gathered around, looking at Ghost Wolf with concern and asking questions in a lively chatter.

"Old Wolf, what happened to you? Almost got slaughtered!"

"Who the hell did it, I won't let them off!"

"Tell us, did you see the enemy's face? Changfeng has never suffered such a loss!"

...

Ghost Wolf, due to severe injury, looked very weak, and after a while, sighed deeply.

"A really powerful woman, such a strong master, I've never met in my life."

Everyone exclaimed in surprise.

"A woman? It was a woman who did it!"

"Did you see her face clearly? Is her figure good?"

"Old Wolf, have some ambition, will you? Tell us honestly, was it because she wasn't wearing clothes that you got distracted and got hit?"

...

Ghost Wolf speechlessly looked at this group of rascals.

Yang Fei sensed uneasiness and Turtle Extreme vaguely signaled danger.

He waved his hand to stop the rascals from talking nonsense.

"Stop messing around, let Old Wolf finish talking."

Ghost Wolf smiled bitterly: "Chief Instructor, I only judged from the outline that she was a woman; it's hard to say if I was correct."

"Her speed was too fast; her sneak attack was like a flash of lightning. If I hadn't hurriedly blocked, I'd likely be done for tonight."

As Ghost Wolf spoke, Yang Fei's brow furrowed tighter.

Members of Changfeng Squad develop their Martial Arts in different directions, based on their talent and cultivation techniques.

Cui Xiang, Long Xia Mad Blade, and others excel in strength, Ghost Wolf, Shen Feng, and others excel in speed, Three Swords, Fan Yi excel in weapons; their blade work often surpasses their movement technique.

For Ghost Wolf to be defeated in speed, his strong suit, by the opponent suggests that the opponent's speed exceeds his.

After much discussion, Yang Fei waved his hand.

"This person was out to kill Ghost Wolf. If she's targeting Changfeng Squad, she will definitely reappear. From now on, everyone be extra cautious."

"Cancel Ghost Wolf's night missions; he should recuperate in the camp."

Everyone found Yang Fei's suggestion sensible and held their tongues.

After a brief rest, everyone started preparing breakfast.

At that moment, River Beaver slowly woke up, touched his head, and groaned.

"Oh my God, can someone tell me why I suddenly fell asleep so soundly!"

Everyone chuckled quietly but ignored him, each busy with their tasks.

At noon, from the northeast came fierce gunfire sounds.

Mushroom clouds rolled upwards; they were the dust waves from bombs exploding.

In the camp, soldiers mobilized, their footsteps plodding, producing chaotic sounds; commands and shouts echoed chaotically.

Clearly, mercenaries attempt to attack Great White Bear Mercenaries and occupy Triangle Beach.

River Beaver was thrilled and charged into the camp, shouting loudly.

"Quick, the chance to earn US Dollars has come, everyone follow me..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Feng suddenly emerged from behind and delivered a fierce palm blade to River Beaver's Dazhui acupoint on the neck.

Thud!

River Beaver staggered and fell to the ground as if shot like a yellow sheep.

Shen Feng's palm blade was both vicious and accurate, instantly knocking him unconscious.

Everyone looked at River Beaver with amused, expressionless faces, while Mad Blade spat harshly: "Idiot!"

The small-scale battle lasted twenty minutes before the gunfire gradually ceased.

Clearly, the attacking enemies had retreated and suffered a notable setback.

Before long, River Beaver slowly woke up, looking dazedly at the others.

"What happened to me? Have I fallen unconscious again?"

Everyone was armed, appearing fervent; Yang Fei raised a cup of plain water and handed it to River Beaver, his face full of disappointment.

"Yes, officer, you passed out. We were hoping you'd lead us to battle to earn US Dollars. This time the opportunity was wasted."

His sincere expression made River Beaver feel embarrassed.

He scratched his head: "I don't know what's going on either; I just inexplicably passed out."

"Sorry, everyone, next time I'll definitely lead you to battle to earn bounties!"

The rascally soldiers bit their lower lips to avoid bursting into laughter, many people's cheeks trembled.

Yang Fei, acting nonchalantly, snapped a salute to River Beaver.

"Yes, officer, I'm eagerly looking forward to it!"

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