Chapter 63: Who Could Possibly Stand For This?

Upon hearing the woman's words, Lin Feng and Ye Tian were instantly consumed by a burning rage.

To secure this first-aid kit and the parachute packs, how much sweat had they poured, how much suffering had they endured?

They had hacked their way through thorns and brambles, walked a tremendous distance, and even risked their lives to cross the burning wreckage zone of the plane—leaving all of that aside.

Just consider how long and how many times they had used thin steel sheets to hack open the severely deformed cargo hold!

Their hands had blistered, the blisters had burst, and they had even bled!

Yet this man and woman, upon showing up out of nowhere, demanded to rob them of the first-aid kit and parachute packs right away!

It was like buying a free-range hen, bringing it home, laboring over it for ages, and just as it was freshly stewed and about to be served at the table to be eaten, someone suddenly rushed in and tried to make off with the entire pot.

Who could tolerate this?

Who could possibly endure it?

"Damn it!"

Unable to hold back his cursing any longer, Lin Feng erupted with a raw oath and charged directly at the woman.

The man, however, did not immediately aim his bamboo bow and arrow at Lin Feng.

Seeing Lin Feng charge, the woman showed no trace of fear on her face. Instead, she calmly opened her hands and assumed a defensive combat posture.

Clearly, this woman was well-versed in martial arts.

And it made sense: judging by the tattered clothes she wore, the style was at least popular twenty years ago, meaning she had likely lived on this deserted island for two decades.

Without formidable strength, how could anyone survive here for twenty years?

Nevertheless, Lin Feng did not cower or retreat. He maintained his blistering speed, rushed straight toward the woman, and engaged her in hand-to-hand combat.

Bang! Bang, bang...

Barely five exchanges into the fight, Lin Feng completely seized the upper hand, driving the woman back step by step and leaving her utterly defenseless.

Seeing this, the man frowned.

He silently cursed himself for miscalculating.

Lin Feng, who had looked the least intimidating, turned out to be the most formidable.

Even after exhausting himself by hacking at the helicopter cargo hold for ages and nursing wounded hands, he was still able to suppress the woman and beat her back.

One had to remember, the woman's strength was nothing to scoff at either!

She was someone capable of beating a fierce wolf to death with her bare hands.

At that moment, the man found himself caught in a dilemma.

He wanted to draw his bamboo bow and take aim at Lin Feng, but Lin Feng and the woman were locked in fierce combat, making it extremely difficult to land a shot.

Moreover, Ye Tian was lurking nearby like a tiger eyeing its prey; the moment the man got distracted, Ye Tian might launch an attack on him.

Bang...

Right at that moment, the woman failed to dodge in time. Lin Feng caught her with a fierce kick, sending her rolling several meters away.

Seizing the advantage, Lin Feng pressed the attack and rushed toward her.

"Screw it!"

With a cold snort, the man fired an arrow at Ye Tian, then immediately re-aimed, nocked an arrow, and drew his bow.

Simultaneously, Ye Tian picked up a steel sheet to shield his front, deflected the man's arrow, and charged straight at him while roaring viciously, "Eat shit, your opponent is your granddaddy here!"

His fierce roar was intended to intimidate the man and disrupt his ability to draw the bow and shoot.

Yet the man remained exceptionally calm. Even as Ye Tian closed in on him, the motion of drawing and firing his bow showed not the slightest hint of panic.

In the end, right before Lin Feng reached the woman, the man pulled the bow to its absolute limit and loosed the arrow.

Swish!

Lin Feng had been constantly vigilant against the man's sneak attacks. The moment the bowstring was pulled taut, he abandoned his assault on the woman and flung his body to the side to dodge.

Seizing the opportunity, the woman performed a kip-up, sprang to her feet, and dashed toward a distant patch of plane wreckage.

As soon as he released the arrow, the man swung his bow like a club and lashed out at the charging Ye Tian behind him.

Ye Tian hastily used the steel sheet to block the strike, though inwardly he marveled at how formidable this man truly was.

Under such pressing circumstances, with his level of skill, he still hadn't managed a successful ambush, and had even nearly been counter-killed by the man instead.

Without lingering or seeking further engagement after failing to secure a counter-kill, the man grabbed his bow and quickly fled in the direction the woman had escaped.

"Damn it, we let them get away!"

Furious, Ye Tian cursed vehemently and prepared to give chase with his steel sheet in hand.

"Stop right there!"

Lin Feng hurriedly called out to halt him.

Ye Tian stopped, turned his head, and yelled, "Lin Feng, why are you calling me back? You aren't turning coward on me, are you? I thought you were a real man just now, so why are you acting like a turtle now?"

Lin Feng calmly explained, "That plane wreckage is likely their sanctuary. We have no idea how many other people might be hiding there besides the two of them."

"Even if there are only the two of them, they are bound to have set up numerous traps and ambushes to protect against wild beasts."

"If we rashly charge in and fall into a trap, we'll be in deep trouble."

"Furthermore, they've clearly been lurking in the brush for quite some time without showing themselves. Aside from wanting to use us as free labor, waiting for us to unearth the first-aid kit and parachute packs so they could swoop in and rob us, they also wanted to wear us down first so we'd have no strength left to fight them."

"We are indeed somewhat exhausted, and chasing after them now would only drain us further. Given their strength, even if we won, we'd undoubtedly pay a heavy price."

"As you must have noticed, the tattered clothes on their bodies are old styles from over twenty years ago."

"Combined with the fact that they don't look very young anymore—"

"That suggests they have likely lived on this deserted island for twenty years."

"Do you think they could have survived until now without sufficient strength and intelligence?"

Realizing the good sense in Lin Feng's words, Ye Tian suppressed his lingering reluctance and decided not to pursue them any further, offering an apology instead: "I'm sorry, Lin Feng. I was being reckless."

"I'm not someone who likes to use my brain, and I can be quite rash at times. Please bear with me in the future."

Lin Feng waved a hand to dismiss it, indicating it was fine.

After all, had Ye Tian been the type to overthink things and lack direct decisiveness, Lin Feng wouldn't have wanted to be friends with him in the first place.

Then Lin Feng said, "Let's tend to the wounds on our hands first, lest they get infected."

"Right!" Ye Tian acknowledged, and casually asked, "Lin Feng, once we've treated our hands, are we heading back with the supplies immediately?"

Lin Feng shook his head. "Don't rush. I suspect that pair is extremely dangerous. Their retreat just now wasn't a genuine flight; either they wanted to lure us into a trap, or they wanted to exhaust us completely before striking back."

"That's why we need to rest for a while, recover our energy, and only then leave with the supplies."

"After all, a medical first-aid kit plus four parachute packs add up to quite a bit of weight."

"Even for the two of us, carrying them won't be easy."

Ye Tian nodded. "Mm, I'll listen to you."

With that, the two of them washed, disinfected, and bandaged each other's hand injuries.

To Lin Feng's pleasant surprise, despite Ye Tian's rough appearance, his wound-treating technique was actually quite decent, falling little short of a professional doctor's standards.

This completely set his mind at ease regarding his own injuries.

Afterward, Lin Feng placed the first-aid kit and the four parachute packs in a lower depression in the ground, and lay down beside them to rest.

Just as Ye Tian was about to lean against the plane wreckage to rest,

Lin Feng scolded him sharply, "Ye Tian, do you have a death wish? Have you forgotten how that fellow almost shot you dead with an arrow just now? Why aren't you lying down flat?"

Inwardly, he sighed at what a brawn-over-brains fellow he was dealing with.

Seeing the mark left by the man's arrow on the plane wreckage and recalling how close he had come to having his skull pierced, Ye Tian hurriedly lay down flat, choosing a spot low to the ground.

A little over ten minutes later, the voices of the man and woman suddenly drifted over.

"He Xin, it seems your plan miscalculated this time. They've already taken the supplies and run off!"

"Who would have thought they'd be this smart? Instead of chasing us, they turned right around and took the supplies. Still, Zhou Hualong, we don't need to worry. A medical first-aid kit and four parachute packs are quite heavy for two people to carry. Combined with the heavy lifting they just did to get the supplies, they must be exhausted right now and won't be able to run fast. We can definitely catch up to them!"