In the jungle, danger lurks everywhere. Six hours after the competition started, large-scale battles gradually erupted.
Once there's a clash, casualties are inevitable. With over four hundred participants, who knows how many will be left after a week.
Xiaofan didn't understand. What are these assassins really after? Is it for that so-called licensed assassin title? Or for the high prize money? Has the world come to a point where even assassins can be honored with plaques?
Very soon, Xiaofan discovered that many assassins, upon encountering each other, would withdraw and not fight to the death immediately, as they all knew how formidable the other was. They would retreat separately and continue searching for targets without interference.
In such battles, the weak will be slaughtered.
'Whoosh, whoosh.'
Amid a confrontation in the jungle.
An assassin swiftly dodged through, beneath glints of knives and swords, in the midst of a barrage of bullets, managing to escape unscathed.
