Dark Zone Gold Hunt

"Yes! It's that glass of orange juice!" Feng Hen's eyes lit up suddenly; he finally realized the problem.

At the time, Mengxin repeatedly urged them to drink the orange juice, and he didn't suspect anything, since it looked freshly squeezed. But now, thinking back, there was definitely something wrong with that orange juice!

"She actually drugged them..." Feng Hen's voice was filled with anger and disbelief. He never imagined that Meng Xin would use such methods against them.

"However, judging from the current situation, this should not be poison, but some kind of drug that can make people lose their strength."

"Her goal is probably to prevent us from completing the competition, right?" Feng Hen analyzed calmly, and the possible mastermind behind Meng Xin quickly came to mind.

"Then the only person behind her is Leng Feng from Shanghai University!" Feng Hen said through gritted teeth.

He didn't have a good impression of Leng Feng; the villain's true colors were becoming increasingly clear in his mind.

"He's probably laughing his head off in his live stream right now, watching us make a fool of ourselves!" Feng Hen thought bitterly.

"How are you guys? Can you hold on?" Feng Hen asked anxiously into the headset, his voice revealing a hint of worry.

Li Zhengyuan's voice came through the earpiece, sounding somewhat weak: "My sister's stomach is hurting terribly. Ningyan and I are hiding in the supplies storage area! She should be alright for now!"

Feng Hen could hear the pain in Li Zhengyuan's voice. His brows furrowed tightly as he pressed on, "What about Ningyan? How is she?"

After a while, Leng Ningyan's voice came through, trembling slightly: "I'm okay... it just hurts a little..."

Feng Hen's heart tightened. He knew that Leng Ningyan was also enduring pain, so he quickly comforted her, "Hang in there, I'll think of something as soon as possible!"

Just then, Pan Yuting's voice suddenly came through the earpiece. Her voice was very soft, as if she was afraid of being heard by the people outside: "Brother Hen, I... I'm afraid I can't make it! I'm hiding in the blue card, but the boy band is all outside, they've trapped me here! It hurts so much..."

Feng Hen's expression turned serious. He could imagine how dangerous Pan Yuting's situation was, and he quickly comforted her, "Tingting, hold on a little longer! I'll find a way to save you!"

However, Pan Yuting's cries grew louder and louder, her voice filled with fear and despair: "Brother Hen, it really hurts so much... I feel like I can't hold on much longer..."

Fenghen's heart was breaking. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and then said into the earpiece, "Tingting, you must hold on!"

"Zi and Ningyan, if you two can still move, go into the storage room and help Tingting. If you really can't move at all, I'll go later!"

After saying that, Fenghen stopped talking and focused on how to rescue Pan Yuting, while silently praying that his teammates would be safe and sound.

Just then, Fenghen suddenly heard a "beep beep! beep beep!" sound in his ears—the sound of the safe starting! His heart tightened; he knew time was running out.

Fenghen took a deep breath, then slowly bent down and picked up the Mpx submachine gun that had fallen to the ground.

He gripped the gun handle tightly, feeling the cold metallic texture, as if the gun was his last lifeline.

Meanwhile, Leng Feng was closely watching the Junlin squad's every move from outside the tent.

He saw Fenghen pick up the gun but showed no sign of backing down, and couldn't help but sneer inwardly, "Hmph, let's see how long you can hold out. Don't end up with your lives in trouble after the match is over!"

Leng Feng's words were full of sarcasm and disdain, but he did not take any further action.

He knew that the current situation was not favorable for him, since he had not yet found enough evidence to prove the King's Landing squad's misconduct.

Wei Zhongguo, standing beside Leng Feng, was already burning with anxiety.

He was well aware of the importance of this match and knew that if Fenghen and his team couldn't reach Ideal Country, the entire team would face immense pressure.

However, at this moment, he felt powerless.

Wei Zhongguo sighed inwardly, thinking, "Even if we have evidence now, what can we do? The higher-ups won't stop the match because of us."

"Make everyone start all over again? That's a joke!"

Left with no other choice, Wei Zhongguo could only pray silently, hoping that Feng Hen and the other three would be able to successfully obtain the crucial item—the Ideal Country.

If we can successfully get our hands on the ideal country and put it in the safe, then we can say that we have already won the championship.

The scene shifts back to the intense competition.

Fenghen stood in the deep pit, listening intently to the sound of the safe starting.

With two crisp "beep" sounds, it meant the countdown to the safe had ended.

Without hesitation, Fenghen picked up the MPX submachine gun in his hand and, like a ghost, quietly walked out of the pit.

However, just as he stepped out of the pit, a figure suddenly entered his field of vision.

Upon closer inspection, Fenghen was surprised to find that the enemy was actually an old acquaintance of his—Lingfeng!

"I really didn't expect that it would be Leng Feng's team that was resurrected in the hospital. Heh, what a small world!" Feng Hen sneered to himself.

Despite the unbearable pain in his body caused by the injury, Fenghen showed no sign of backing down.

He gripped his MPX tightly, and without hesitation, activated the 3.5x scope, aiming the crosshair at Lingfeng's legs.

“Thump, thump, thump! thump, thump!”

With a series of rapid gunshots, Fenghen pulled the trigger without hesitation.

With the MPX's powerful round barrel, bullets rained down, and in just 0.3 seconds, Zero Wind was knocked to the ground before he could even react.

Then Fenghen fired two more shots, finishing him off.

However, Lingfeng died before he could even see the layout of the safe, and no one even knew where he was.

"Brother Lengming, I've been shot down. The approximate location is probably the central island or Lao Liu's position! Leg-splitting gun!" After being shot down, Lingfeng quickly reported the location of the shot.

Leng Ming had just finished looking through the safe and saw the sixth compartment, because the Ideal Country was in his safe, but it turned out to be the King.

He was already angry, but then they told him he had been attacked, so he cursed them out.

"Are you a piece of trash? You can't even seal a cigarette when you touch that safety pin?"

However, Leng Ming forgot that each person could only bring one throwable in this final, and Ling Feng brought the snap pop that he had specified.