Those Classmates who Suddenly Disappeared-Chapter 1706: Crisis Lurks Everywhere

After the treetops swayed for a while, they returned to calm. Everyone didn’t know where that thing had gone, and they were extremely frightened in their hearts.

They waited a long time, and no one dared to come out. Most of the time, they even looked up, afraid that thing would suddenly leap down from the trees.

Finally, the boss was the first to step out, followed by Old Five and Old Six.

Seeing the three of them come out, everyone followed suit, even purposefully sticking close to those three desperate men, maintaining a close distance.

"Such a hassle?" Old Six looked down on everyone, thinking they were cowardly, scared to that extent.

The boss didn’t care about this but walked over to the tall, skinny man, finding him already gnawed beyond recognition, gruesome, with his head almost detached from the body.

Everyone was shocked at a glance and immediately turned their eyes away from the bloody sight, really too gory.

Gu Fan covered Li Shi’s eyes, not letting her see. This protective action fell under the boss’s scrutiny, who couldn’t help but mock: "At a time like this, you’re still considerate of your female classmates."

Gu Fan did not respond, looking around, wondering what to do now. Could they escape?

There was too much blood on the ground, making it impossible for the boss to determine whether that thing was injured or not. This was critical information; if it were injured, it might hide to lick its wounds. If not, the problem was severe.

So under the boss’s command, everyone started searching with their flashlights, looking here and there.

Soon, someone spotted a few drops of blood on the ground, some distance away from where the tall, skinny man was, so it certainly wasn’t his blood.

"That thing is injured. Great, we hurt it," everyone was elated.

Old Six was even more smug: "See, using bait is the best strategy. In that case, let’s do it again."

Upon hearing this, everyone’s newly elated expressions froze instantly, and they looked at Old Six like he was a plague, quickly avoiding him.

"What are those expressions?" Old Six was displeased, harshly saying: "If you don’t act as bait, how do we draw it out? If we don’t lure it out, how do I kill it? If we don’t kill it, how can we leave this place?"

Someone couldn’t bear it any longer and retorted: "Why don’t you be the bait."

Old Six got angry instantly, slapping the retorter: "You want me to be the bait, can you shoot? Can you hit that thing?"

That person touched their flushed face, lowered their head, daring not to say another word.

"Alright, since you courageously contradicted me, you’ll be the bait," Old Six said, pointing a gun at the person, with no room for negotiation.

This was outrageous, and everyone was furious but didn’t dare to speak.

Old Six, seeing no one dared to defy him, felt smug. The feeling of controlling everyone’s life and death was exhilarating.

Suddenly, a tail extended from the dense leaves above Old Six’s head, and he didn’t notice it, still indulging in self-satisfaction. The tail swiftly, like a snake, wrapped around Old Six’s neck.

With a scream, Old Six didn’t even have time to resist and was hoisted by the neck toward the tree.

The boss and Old Five saw something wrong, wanted to help, but that thing’s strength was too great, quickly snatching Old Six away, disappearing in the dense leaves.

"Damn it, come back here!" The boss and Old Five were indecisive about shooting at the branches, eventually venting their anger by stomping their feet and waving their arms.

A gun fell from the tree. The driver, quick-eyed, hurriedly picked it up, knowing it was one of the few weapons they had.

The boss glanced over and immediately cursed: "Who told you to touch Old Six’s gun? Hand it over now." Saying this, he aimed his gun at the driver.

"Spit, I have a gun too, am I afraid of you?" The driver, not backing down, aimed his gun at the boss.

The standoff between the driver and the boss escalated, neither daring to make a rash move, intensifying the pressure.

Old Five, watching unhappily, cursed: "Pointing a gun at my boss, are you tired of living?"

As Old Five wanted to intervene, a few people suddenly rushed over, restraining Old Five’s hand, limiting his actions.

More people came, pinning Old Five to the ground, snatching the gun from him.

"What are you doing?" The boss was furious. Just now, the situation was under his control, and now it had reversed.

The driver, intensifying his tone, said, "What are you proud of now that the guns are in our hands? You listen to us. I say what you do, you do it."

"Dare to threaten me? Can you even fire a gun?" The boss put on a fierce expression.

Another person who had grabbed Old Five’s gun aimed at the boss, warning: "If you don’t want to die, hand over your gun."

"Who do you think you are." The boss directly turned his gun and aimed at that person, then shot.

The person’s forehead was penetrated by the bullet, their eyes turned blank, gradually losing focus, and then collapsed to the ground.

This was the first internal fight after both sides collided; everyone was horrified, while the boss remained cold, as if taking an innocent life was something he’d done more than once.

Seeing this, the driver’s hand holding the gun trembled. He had a chance to shoot the boss just now but couldn’t pull the trigger.

"You can’t shoot, put the gun down," the boss already had the gun aimed at the driver.

At this moment, the driver knew how dire the situation was. His body and mind trembling, he quickly set the gun down and raised his hands.

Given the situation, others also released Old Five. After retrieving his gun, Old Five slapped the nearest person, coldly saying: "Revolt, with just you guys? Believe it or not, I’ll shoot you,"

Everyone was extremely frightened, worried the two desperadoes would retaliate.

Gu Fan quickly mediated: "Alright, big brothers, now is not the time for infighting. Many have died already. I don’t want to be next, and you don’t want to be next either, right? Let’s think of a way out of here."

What, leave here? Easier said than done. The boss had a disdainful expression.

Gu Fan also knew the hope was slim but insisted on trying. Maybe another group, not seeing them return for so long, would be on their way to meet them. So, no matter what, they couldn’t give up. Gu Fan told everyone to hold out just a little longer. Persistence means victory.

However, for the encouragement from a high schooler, everyone was not convinced, all with lifeless expressions, which left Gu Fan somewhat helpless.

Follow current novels on freewe(b)novel.c(o)m