"Damn, this little thing is really slippery!"
"Capture it alive, don’t damage its fur."
Amid the bushes, Tang Shu divided her attention between the tussle among the men and the Purple Sable and observing the attire of the men. Not surprisingly, she saw small animal carcasses hanging on their bodies, and even a blood-stained roe deer skin.
A glint of understanding flashed in her eyes.
"So they’re poachers."
Within this blessed heartland of the forest, ordinary people wouldn’t normally venture so deep. Those who could bring rifles must have something to rely on, and there are many rare animals here.
Purple Sables, Northeast Tigers, roe deer—all were among them.
High risk often comes with high reward, and it was clear that these men were on an unlawful path.
Tang Shu assessed the strength of the men, glanced at the Purple Sable hopping up and down the trees, and her eyes instantly became fervent.
"Little guy, it seems we are fated today."
She reached toward the silver needle on her waist, her eyes holding a hint of eagerness as she looked at the men.
How skilled were these "bandits" in this world?
Hiding her figure perfectly, Tang Shu planned to take them down one by one.
She appeared silently behind a green figure. A sharp glint crossed her eyes. Before the person could react, she sealed his acupoints and knocked him out.
After dealing with three of them, the person chasing the Purple Sable finally noticed something amiss and switched on his transmitter.
Leaning against a tree trunk thick enough for two men, Tang Shu held the transmitter in her hands and unexpectedly raised an eyebrow.
She hadn’t expected someone to notice so quickly.
It seemed the man had given up the chase for the Purple Sable, as the little creature leaped from the tree and quickly disappeared nearby.
"Who’s there, come out!"
Tang Shu let out a silent sigh; she was about to be discovered.
With the sound of a rifle shot, a flock of birds beating their wings burst from the forest. Taking advantage of the noise, Tang Shu quickly pressed the Sleeve Arrow on her wrist, targeting the man.
She also revealed her position.
The remaining two men exchanged glances and, working together, headed for the large tree. Tang Shu had no choice but to show herself and confront the two directly.
And at that moment, she witnessed for the first time the power brought by technology and firearms.
Tang Shu continually invoked Qinggong, dodging the bullets shot at her with her body’s speed and sense of danger, narrowly avoiding several near-misses. As the two men changed their magazines, she, growing more thrilled by the fight, eagerly approached them for close combat.
Then, intense fighting sounds came from the forest.
"Who exactly are you?"
"Just someone who can’t mind their own business!"
Tang Shu’s tone was brash.
However, to her opponents, those words sounded more like a provocation, quickly igniting their fury. The moves they used were even more deadly and unreserved.
Tang Shu’s eyes shone brighter. After a kick sent a rifle flying to the side, the fight among the three became a close-quarters battle.
Each movement from the two poachers was sharp and relentless, a life-threatening style of combat, while Tang Shu, honed by her family’s trials, was no stranger to battle. After several moments of testing, she quickly adapted to their techniques.
Seeking weaknesses, she struck with precision.