guest.003 put down the bow and pulled the corner of his mouth: "It seems that I'm thinking too much."

guest.004 made him nervous before, but now he realized it and realized it: "We still have to be afraid of prey attacking? If they really dare, they will go to death early."

"That's right." No. 3 put the bow behind him, "Their ability is really not enough."

No. 4: "So I can't figure out why I have to sign a 'safety letter' when applying. I don't allow withdrawal during the process, so there are risks and no casualties will be responsible. What danger can this kind of thing that can die with a slight twist cause us?"

No. 3: "Disclaimer, if you are useful or not, you have to add them, they are smart."

No. 4: "That's right..."

The two hunters gradually walked away, and the conversation scattered in the thick fog forest.

On a tree that had just been shot by feather arrows, deep in the canopy hidden by fog and branches, the tigers, Tanhua, and the big four were all happy, looking at Fan Peiyang together, with all the eyes protruding.

When the arrow came, no one dared to move, because this was the purpose of the hunter. If they moved, they would definitely be exposed.

Fortunately, the sixteen arrows have to shoot in sixteen directions. The gap between the arrows and arrows is slightly larger in the horizontal direction, while in the vertical direction, one arrow can only shoot in one direction and one height. The probability of real shots to them is actually not high. This sword rain is more powerful than the substance.

At such a low probability, the arrow shot here hit Fan Peiyang's arm.

The luck is bad, but Mr. Fan didn't say a word.

What convinced the other three people was not that Fan Peiyang was so endurance, because if they were shot, they could still grit their teeth and endure it after the first moment. It was terrible that Fan Peiyang didn't move at the moment he was shot.

In that case, if you are an individual, you will definitely make a little noise in the stress response, even if it is a "um".

Mr. Fan didn't.

Not only did he not make a sound, but his posture did not change. He just frowned from beginning to end.

What else can you say, it's all done.

"Doesn't you... hurt?" The tiger down the mountain found his voice first and asked sincerely.

Fan Peiyang finally moved.

He held the arrow and pulled it out with force.

The deep-sinking arrow was pulled out from the forearm.

A little blood on the arrow was thrown on Fan Peiyang's face with inertia.

He first found the hemostatic gauze wrapped in a waterproof bag from the pocket of his trouser legs, and made a simple bandage for himself. Then he pried the arrow off with his carry-on saber and put it away. Finally, he carefully wiped his face, raised his head, and replied to the tiger downstairs: "Fortunately, it doesn't hurt too much."

"..." This series of operations was revealed to the Hushanhu, and he forgot what he had asked before.

Tanhua remembered, but he was even more curious: "Mr. Fan, do you have to stay as a souvenir for anything that can hurt you?"

Otherwise, there is no way to explain why it is too confusing to wipe the arrow clean and put it in your pocket.

In fact, the four of them met together just a few minutes ago.

Whether it was an accident or a fate, they were blindly groping in the forest and just ran into each other. The four people, from four different directions, walked head-on at the place where the two hunters were talking just now.

Who knew that before they could say hello to each other, they could hear footsteps coming from afar.

More than one more.

The enemy is unknown, and the four of them climbed the tree without saying a word.

Fortunately, there was a [Glue Man] who went down the mountain, who swung and stuck to the branches at a high place, and took them up in minutes.

Those who came were the archery hunter and the passerby who followed him.

Then the man called No. 4 appeared.

Everything happened so quickly that they only saw Hunter No. 4 wave his palm behind the short one, and the short one was cut off his neck.

Then, it was shot at the same time by counting arrows.

Hunters' attack power, insight, and even intuition are far beyond their imagination.

The fog is getting thicker.

I had clearly climbed up to the top of the tree before, but I could see the distant mountains, but now I was only white and could not tell the direction at all.

The four of them have no plans to go down the tree yet.

It was just the first time they had actually seen a hunter. Although it was one-sided, there was too much information to digest.

"How did that number 4 attack?" The tiger in the mountains was puzzled. "He was two meters away, so he waved his hand and couldn't touch the other party's neck at all."

"It should be the wind," Tanhua held the tree branch with one hand and raised it with the other hand and waved it horizontally, "The wind brought by the palm of his hand."

Tanhua's action made the downhill tiger think of the passerby who had just been killed.

This was not the first time he saw a guard guard killing people, but it was the first time he witnessed such a cruel killing method. What made him even more terrified was the expression of the No. 4 hunter at that time.

Looking at the blood splashed out from the cut-off neck, the other party was neither indifferent nor calm.

But enjoying it.

Quietly, even brought some enjoyment.

"They are different from the previous guards." Fan Peiyang quickly finished processing the information in his mind and spoke in a deep voice. "The guards in the first three guards all showed the characteristics of 'interviewers' - observation, screening, and assessment. All their behaviors revolve around one direction, survival of the fittest, and transfer stronger people to the next level."

"But those two were not the ones just now," Tanhua looked down at the bottom. The body had disappeared, but the blood was still dazzling. "They were having fun, and they could even deceive the passers-by for this."

[I forgot to say that you are not my prey, but on No. 4, so unfortunately, it was useless for me to take you to the finish line.]

The light words that the bow and arrow hunter said to the dead passerby were shocking and even more infuriating.

Chapter 166: Go left or right┃“This is not a stationery tree, I can tell you the answer with my simple sixth sense.”

"In addition to attitude and behavioral tendencies, the gatekeeper mode of this level has also changed." Tanhua started a brainstorming and entered a high-speed analysis state. "Before, the gatekeeper was a gatekeeper. Even if there was a joint gatekeeper, the new gatekeeper replaced the old gatekeeper, instead of two of them appearing together," he said and looked at Fan Peiyang, "Right?"

3/After meeting with Cui Zhan, Zhou Yunhui and others, Paine, who replaced Charon, made her debut in the villa.

Although Charon and Paine are two different gatekeepers, because of their joint attributes, the level passers-by who have experienced any of them can communicate with each other. Therefore, it is not surprising that they can find out the assessment content of other teams with their own information channels.

"Yes." Fan Peiyang nodded in approval.

"It appears together, this is the first change in the gatekeeper mode, and the reason is unknown." Tanhua continued, "The second point is that their combat effectiveness has been greatly improved, which is completely different from the stair-type improvement method of the abilities of the gatekeepers in the first, second and third gatekeepers in the previous... However, it may also be that the gatekeepers in the previous gatekeepers retained their strength, and when they arrived here, there was no requirement of 'reserving strength', but why can I suddenly use all my strength? I can't figure it out. It's like giving us a test paper that completely exceeds the syllabus, and I didn't plan to pass the level alive..."

"Third, and it is also the point I care most about. They mentioned in their conversation that 'when applying, you need to sign a safety information letter'. It sounds like... it's like they are not here to work, but to take risks or experience it, so the level operator needs them to sign a disclaimer..."

"But what the hell is the operator here? Who are they who mentioned that "they are smart"?"

Tanhua talked about lack of oxygen in one breath, and successfully drove herself crazy in a brainstorm.

The Husband and the senior student were confused when they heard this. They were originally guilty of not being able to keep up with the idea of ​​a top student, but now they looked at the crazy Tanhua and suddenly felt that being a poor student was also good.

"You mentioned three points, and every point falls to the end is 'unknown reason'." Fan Peiyang, who has been listening patiently, gave his own ideas. "These may provide us with a reference for thinking about passing the levels in the future or analyzing the operating mode here, but for the levels in front of us, slight..."

He wanted to say "useless", but the words suddenly stopped at the first word.

These four words triggered some memories that had long been forgotten by him and fell into ashes in the depths of his mind.

It was an important meeting of senior executives of a company a long time ago. Tang Lin, who had not found any problems, was naturally also involved as the financial director.

Until now, Fan Peiyang remembers the poor performance of the executives that day. He even doubted whether his entire executive team had some exciting team building activities on his back last night, so that his brain had not yet been launched today.

Every question he raised was not given any constructive opinion, and every key point he questioned could not receive a clear and clear response. In the end, he simply ignored it and let them play freely. As a result, everyone explained a bunch of nonsense that sounded high-end but was actually useless.

He endured it until the end and didn't get angry. It was the greatest tenderness he could give to these people.

But it is impossible to count on him to turn a blind eye.

Every bad speech has its own stupidity, but at the end it is all the four words - useless.

It is useless for solving problems, useless for judgment and decision-making, and useless for company development.

He passed these cognitions completely to the congregation members.

It is useless and has become the "keyword" with the most frequent appearances in that meeting.

Of course, "keyword" is the definition he gave, and to use Tang Lin's statement, these four words are the ones he stabbed in the hearts of every senior colleague.

"A kind word warms up in winter, and a bad word hurts people in June." In the evening after the meeting, Tang Lin came to his office and sat opposite him, speaking earnestly.

"Their responsibility is to bring benefits to the company, and my responsibility is to pay them wages. I have done mine, they have not completed theirs, and you also ask me to use false words to take care of their fragile self-esteem," Fan Peiyang shook his head, "There is no reason."

At that time, Tang Lin was sitting in the sunset that was illuminating in. He smiled helplessly, but he was stained with a layer of gentleness by the afterglow of the sunset: "Do you still think you are losing a lot?"

"Of course," said Van Peiyang, "they did not bring me any profit, but also brought criticism from my financial director."

Tang Lin supported his head with one hand and looked at him behind the table with anger: "It's not criticism, it's suggestions. After all, not everyone is like you..." He hesitated for a moment before whispering, "There is clear distinction between public and private."

Fan Peiyang always felt that the other person's expression and tone were subtle when he spoke this word.

But before he could think about it, he heard Tang Lin continue to say: "It's okay to point out their shortcomings, but pointing out the problems is not to defeat their self-confidence, but to help them further improve."

Four eyes are opposite.

Fan Peiyang looked at his financial director carefully, but did not find anything abnormal, so he stopped thinking about it and said bluntly: "You can only make progress by knowing your shortcomings. I pointed out the problem to the point, and I am helping them."

Tang Lin sighed and felt more and more distressed to his senior executive colleagues: "You are not called sharp-tonifying or total denial. They are not machines. They have hearts, emotions, joys, sorrows, and happiness. Even if you don't want to understand, at least you must be clear. These will be related to what you call "bringing benefits to the company." They..."

"So?" Fan Peiyang hoped that he could skip the lengthy preparation and jump directly to the conclusion, "What do you want me to do?"

Tang Lin didn't react much to being interrupted, as if he was used to it: "You have to give me a sweet date if you slap it. It's okay if you don't want to give it, at least when it's 'fierce', be a little gentler and gentle, right?"

"I refuse." Fan Peiyang didn't think about it for a second.

Tang Lin's head, which was supported by one hand, almost slipped, and his heart was extremely frustrated: "Okay, I give up, you will never learn to be 'tepid' in your life."

Fan Peiyang didn't like to see disappointment in the other party's eyes, especially when he was at his own eyes, and his brows subconsciously frowned: "Obviously you haven't changed your position. I think it's necessary to explain the reason for my rejection. I believe you have finished listening..."
To be continued...