Chapter 75

The man couldn’t find a hiding place, so he tightly closed his eyes and waited for what could be a deadly blow.

But just then, he felt the wind beneath his feet suddenly stop, and the breeze swept over his head. Three seconds later, the man heard a girl’s indifferent voice, “Are you one of those Survival Show folks wearing camouflage pants?”

Burton immediately opened his eyes. He saw a stern and haughty girl shifting her long legs, sizing him up carefully. Burton breathed a sigh of relief, noticing that the girl was also dressed in a camouflage vest and pants.

He asked in amazement, “Are you…”

Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly saw a familiar figure walking behind the girl, cold and straight-backed.

“Mr. Reed!” Burton exclaimed.

Eileen hesitated for a moment, glancing at the man and then at the approaching Egbert. She asked in surprise, “Is he insulting you for getting old? Should I beat him up?” With that, she threw a punch at the man’s chest.

Her fist was like a hurricane, but just as it was about to hit the man’s chest, it was intercepted by a warm, large hand.

Egbert’s hand was broad, and he held Eileen’s delicate hand in his palm, looking at her fiercely determined face. He softly reassured her, “Stay calm.”

Egbert gently moved Eileen’s hand away and turned to look at Burton across from them, asking, “Why aren’t you wearing clothes?”

Burton immediately complained, “It’s because of those hornets!”

Upon hearing the word “hornets,” Eileen remembered and asked Egbert, “Is he your teammate?”

Egbert nodded.

Eileen said disdainfully, “With his skills, how can he protect you?”

Egbert chuckled and agreed, “You’re right. Only you can protect me.”

Eileen proudly stated, “Of course!”

Listening to their conversation, Burton, still puzzled, asked, “Mr. Reed, is she…”

Egbert gave him a glance and said, “Eileen.”

Burton began to say, but suddenly stopped. This must be the girl Saul had mentioned,

he had been defeated by her just now and felt a bit disheartened. He might not

simply, “The martial art you just used, is it Israeli

thumbs-up,

at him, somewhat arrogantly, “You can do it

sparred using seashell martial arts. Eileen had deliberately controlled her strength, knowing that

just now, she had gone all out. She was concerned that the opponent might be an enemy, so she had unleashed her full power. Under those circumstances, if this young man had been hit by her

back to the campfire, where she saw Christy clutching submachine gun, trembling in a

a

saying, “The submachine gun has too much recoil; you won’t

pistol nervously, saying, “I don’t know how to use this either.”

“It’s better to have it than not. There’s still an enemy out there

could only hold the pistol cautiously, afraid

this moment, Egbert

ཝཱ ཡོན ཝ

up an expensive sniper rifle, slung it

asked, “Where are you

know where they are

who don’t have weapons but only folding knives, they could be

visible, and said, “There’s someone monitoring; they’ll

so why didn’t anyone

didn’t say anything.

soon. Don’t worry, everything will be fine.”

calmly, “I’ll go with you.”

you. I’ll stay here

knows some basic self-defense and shooting. How can you let him come along? What are you

was somewhat

“Take care of them. If anything happens, it’s on you. Do you understand?” With that,

watched her back until she disappeared from sight before slowly walking away himself.

and said, “Mr. Reed, she’s really strong, not any less skilled than you.

serious tone, “but you

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