"You're just as difficult to deal with as you said," Ford said, "You were lucky enough to jump to that place."
"Bah! Lucky? " Feng Bujue boasted shamelessly, "This is strength. My move is the legendary Lightness Skill, Floating on Shit."
The boss did not comment on his dirty words and all kinds of nonsense. He quietly took out a pistol from his body …
"F * ck!" Feng Bujue saw that and disappeared with a whoosh.
Ford took a closer look and found that he was hiding on the side of the big protruding rock under his feet. With a flashlight in his mouth, he curled up and hugged the rock. Due to the distance, his body happened to be in Ford's blind spot.
Although it was not yet dawn, Ford's eyesight was much better than ordinary people's. With the help of the flashlight behind the rock, he could see very clearly. Unfortunately, there was no angle for him to shoot.
Feng Bujue's hands and feet were tightly wrapped around the rock. Only his butt touched the mud. This contact area was not enough to make him sink. Before his Stamina Points were depleted, he should be able to maintain this position for a long time.
"I should have brought the shotgun." Ford smiled and put away the pistol, "Although my shooting skills are not bad, a pistol is not suitable to aim at a target from a medium to long distance, especially in a dark night like this."
"You're the one whose arms are trembling because of my peerless Qing Gong!" Feng Bujue shouted. In order to provoke the boss in such a shameless way, he did not even care about the flashlight in his mouth. He loosened his mouth and spat it into the mud under him.
"Haha … Do you really think that you can be safe hiding there?" Ford sneered, "Do you really think that you can! That I don't dare to come over? "
"Cut the crap!" Feng Bujue replied in an even more arrogant tone, "I'm a busy and respectable person. I don't have time to beat you up, so please hurry up and run toward my fist." He spent two seconds and released one of his arms. He reached out his hand and gave the boss a middle finger. Then he quickly hugged the rock again.
"Rude bastard …" The boss was actually angered by him and cursed.
Ford immediately moved away from the edge of the swamp and retreated for a while, leaving some distance for the run-up. Feng Bujue's Floating on Poop … Ford really didn't know how to do that. He had never read martial arts novels, so he couldn't understand it. However, with Ford's physical skills, as long as he was well prepared, he could directly jump onto the big rock that Feng Bujue was hugging.
At this moment, Feng Bujue's flashlight had completely sunk into the swamp, while Ford didn't bring any illumination equipment. The surrounding environment was very dark. The moon had already disappeared, but the sun had yet to rise. The sky was dark purple. Even in an open area like the Death Swamp, Feng Bujue could only see the outlines of objects within a radius of about five meters.
At this moment, the surroundings were extremely quiet. Even the sound of bubbles in the swamp could be heard. Feng Bujue held his breath and focused on the commotion on Rainsford's side. Soon, he heard … footsteps. The frequency was very high, much higher than when they were chasing after him. The footsteps were very powerful, and the strides were short. This meant that these few steps were not to chase after high speed but to accumulate energy and unleash it.
Finally, with a thud, a foot stomped heavily on the muddy ground.
Ford jumped in an arc like a whale's back, bounced up high, and leaped over.
The moment Feng Bujue heard the sound of Ford jumping, he struggled to climb up the rock again. Without hesitation, he took out his pistol and fired two shots into the air. The two bullets didn't aim to hit the target, but to see where Ford had jumped with the help of the fire.
The two shots didn't hit the target, and they were ridiculously off target. What was worse was that about a second later, Ford had already arrived and stood on the same rock less than two meters away from Feng Bujue.
Feng Bujue didn't have time to hesitate. He immediately fired another shot and hit Ford's body. In this kind of visibility, it was impossible to aim for the head. It was fine as long as he could hit the target.
Even if a normal person was wearing a bulletproof vest, if they were shot at such a close distance, they would definitely fall backward, unable to breathe, or even go into shock. However, Ford didn't even take a step back. His expression only tensed up, as if he was punched.
"Hehehe …" Ford laughed proudly. He knew that it was over. The boss didn't plan to use a gun. He wanted to tear the uneducated bastard in front of him into pieces.
"Hehehe …" Feng Bujue laughed even more proudly. He used the consumable skill [Rascal's Lower Whip Kick], which he only had two uses left. He turned sideways and tripped Ford.
It ignored mastery level and had a 100% chance of tripping any monster that was supposed to fall. This effect could not be more appropriate to use on this Boss.
Ford fell backward. His hands flailed in the air, and his expression was one of shock. Actually, for a boss with his ability, he could have reacted when his body fell. He could have twisted his posture or changed his direction. He could have even flipped over to regain his footing. However, under the influence of Feng Bujue's skill, no matter what kind of monster it was, they had to be 'tripped.' Only when they fell to the ground would the skill end.
Therefore, Ford fell sideways from the rock into the swamp.
Feng Bujue did not say anything. After he used the skill, he moved to the other side of the rock and resumed his posture of hugging the rock. He separated himself from Ford and refused to appear in his enemy's sight.
At this stage, Feng Bujue was not going to make any more mistakes. If Rainsford pulled out his gun before he died or grabbed a piece of mud to throw at him, causing the one percent of Life Points that he had lost, then all his efforts would have been for naught.
Whether it was necessary or not, it was never wrong to be careful. Therefore, Feng Bujue maintained his posture and listened to Ford's curses before he died and the sound of him struggling in the swamp. After about three minutes, the sound finally stopped. Ford was still cursing when his mouth was stuck in the mud. It was not until the mud rushed into his lungs and blocked his breathing that he finally stopped.
"Current quest completed. All main quests completed.
You have completed the scenario. Automatic teleportation in 180 seconds. "
Based on this plot, killing the boss would not trigger Ivan's berserk event. Of course, that was to be expected, or else the main plot would have been too ridiculous.
After Feng Bujue climbed up the rock, a thought came to his mind. Perhaps after reading General Zaroff's last words, another way to clear this scenario was to sneak into the castle and find the location of the underground port while dealing with Ivan. Then, he would escape on a boat. However, that would only work if there were a large number of players. To put it simply, he would use himself as bait to lure Ford away from the castle while the others would use the opportunity to sneak into the castle.
He soon teleported because his Life Points did not allow him to stay for long.
Not long after Feng Bujue left, Ivan's large shadow appeared from the forest. He stood at the edge of the swamp and looked at the swamp before him. He was planning how to salvage his master from the bottom.
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