Chapter 51 Do You Want to Die?

The fishman's eyes were closed and his broken body was floating like a dead body gradually emerging from the water.

Feng Ling stared at it quietly.

She wanted to ask: Do all of you aliens disregard the lives of your companions like this? You ran away so fast.

Suddenly, the fishman opened his blue-gray eyes!

Then the huge fish tail lashed like a whip!
Such a great force can instantly knock a person unconscious in the water!
But Feng Ling seemed to have anticipated this. Before the fish tail got close, the four claws had already pounced on it and bit through it, tearing off four large pieces of flesh!
The fishman flipped and struggled in the water, letting out a shrill wail!
The wailing was only half uttered before it was cut off by the sweeping bone blade.

Its head floated on the surface of the river, swaying with the waves, and its face still retained an expression of fear and regret before death.

——If it weren’t for that last blow, perhaps it could really deceive Feng Ling and float away safely from Feng Ling’s sight like a dead body.

Feng Ling surfaced to breathe.

Seeing the head gradually drifting away, a happy smile appeared on her face.

As expected, she still prefers prey that struggles.

Unfortunately, the pleasure brought by killing is too short-lived, like a little bird that gently lands on the tip of your heart and then quickly flies away.

The smile on her face finally disappeared, and she turned her head and looked expressionlessly towards the already dark west.

Emotions are like the dark river water before my eyes, sinking into the deepest and coldest bottom of the water...

She was just a little bit...

Just a little bit more and we can solve the whole puzzle.

The quiet anger is like an invisible undercurrent in the river.

Feng Ling closed his eyes and began to look for the red mist in his longing——

The ribbon-like red mist twisted and messed in the water, sinking several times and struggling to float up several times, unable to swim out a smooth curve.

The fishman who was fleeing in panic lost both arms and stumbled all the way, swimming hard towards an inconspicuous fishing boat on the shore.

It is now a fishing ban period, and fishing boats are usually docked on the shore for tourists to take pictures, or rented to some photography enthusiasts for river photography.

What is in front of you is such a fishing boat, with a photography tripod placed there in a pretentious manner, and a man wearing a long sun-protective suit standing on the boat.

He sensed the movement in the water and immediately reached out to grab the fishman's shoulders, trying to pull it onto the boat.

However, the feeling in his hand made him realize that the fishman's arm was gone.

"What happened?!" the man asked in surprise.

After the fish-man got on the boat, he turned back into human form, but there was nothing below his shoulders, and the missing arm could never be restored.

It collapsed on the boat, gasping for breath, like a truly dried-up fish, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

"You're the only one back?!" the man asked, "I didn't receive any points reward. Did you fail?!"

——As long as you are in team mode, no matter how far away you are, you can still share the points reward earned by your teammates when they kill the target.

The fishman took a few seconds to regain the strength to speak, and the first thing he said was: "Run away..."

"Escape?" The man was extremely disappointed. "You really failed!"

"The information is wrong..." The fishman opened and closed his mouth with great effort, "The hidden boss has the ability to make his body transparent, we can't see it!"

The man thought it was an incompetent excuse. "Even if you can't see the hidden boss, can the hidden boss see you? Before we formed a team, who boasted to me that the murlocs were as fast as lightning underwater, and that their dark grey scales would allow you to hide in the water without anyone finding you? What do you say now? I spent points to hire three murlocs, and now only you are left! I didn't kill the boss either! All my points were wasted!"

The fishman sneered, "Two of my teammates died, and I haven't come to you to settle the score yet! If the intelligence you bought wasn't wrong, they wouldn't have died!"

The man looked at the fishman with disdain. "Buying intelligence on the forum is inherently risky. No one can guess all the abilities of the cards. In the final analysis, it's because you are too incompetent. If I had known this would happen, I would have done it myself."

The fishman laughed sarcastically, "Then try it yourself." The fishing boat suddenly shook.

The man's face suddenly changed and he hurriedly grabbed the edge of the boat.

"what happened?!"

The thick rope that secured the fishing boat broke at some point, and the boat shifted in the rising and falling waves at night and was swept towards the center of the river by the current.

The fishman's heart sank suddenly, he knew that the hidden boss was chasing him.

The environment surrounded by water should give him an advantage, but having lost both arms, he is like a lamb to be slaughtered and can do nothing.

"Hey! Think of a solution quickly!" the man shouted.

The fishman wanted to remind the man to be careful, but he felt that since things had come to this point, there was no point in reminding him.

He continued to sneer, "Are you scared so soon? Wouldn't it be better if the Boss came? It would be convenient for you to do it yourself."

The man looked tense and angry as he looked at the fishman.

The waves hit the hull and the buzz of a helicopter could be heard in the distance. If we delay any longer, even if we are not killed by the hidden boss, we will become the target of the Supervisory Bureau's sniper attack.

Although those bullets would not easily kill them, “not easily” does not mean impossible.

The fishman pondered for a moment and said to the man, "You can't escape. You should log off."

"What a joke!" the man cursed. "Every time I log in again, my points consumption doubles. I won't log off until the last minute! Don't think I'm as cowardly as you..."

There was a sudden chill on my neck.

The man's words stopped at his lips and his whole body froze.

The two claws were gripping his weak throat, and it seemed that if he exerted a little more force, his throat would be pierced.

A chill rose from the bottom of his heart and his mind went blank.

"Down……"

As soon as a syllable came out of his mouth, the sharp claws penetrated his skin, dug into his jawbone, and tore his jaw off!

Blood was gushing out from his nose and below! His tongue was gone, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the depths of his throat, mixed with desperate sounds, staining the entire cabin red as he fell to the ground and struggled!

At the stern, a completely transparent woman propped up her arms, climbed onto the boat, and watched the man roll, scratch, tremble, and convulse until he lost all his strength and fell on the boat in a twisted posture, his pupils gradually dilating.

A silver card emerged from the corpse.

Feng Ling ignored it. Her pollution value no longer allowed her to digest any more cards. Besides, the man was very weak, so the cards probably had no value.

"So as long as I can't say that word, I can't log off?" She thought to herself, her eyes sweeping over the fishman at the other end of the fishing boat.

The fishman looked at her with horror.

Feng Ling glanced at it, then his eyes fell on a transparent waterproof bag containing clothes on the boat.

There are three sets of men's clothing inside, probably prepared for the fishmen. After all, according to their plan, they need to change back into human form after killing the hidden boss.

Feng Ling took out a set of clothes and put them on slowly in front of the fishman.

There was nothing to be ashamed of. Firstly, her body was as transparent as water, and secondly, the other person was just a dead fish in her eyes.

So, what's there to be ashamed of in putting on clothes in front of a dead fish?

"What are you waiting for?" Feng Ling tucked his oversized shirt into his waist and rolled up his loose sleeves. While tidying up his appearance, he asked calmly, "Why haven't you logged off yet?"

She pushed her wet long hair to her chest and looked up at the fishman: "Do you want to die?"