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Chapter 40; Conflict, Erica's Death

The missile exploded with a bang in mid-air behind Erica, and the scorching blast wave sent her flying.

At the same time, a sharp whistling sound rang out.

"Bang!" A cluster of batarangs embedded themselves in the surrounding stone walls amidst the chaotic impact.

Erica endured the burning pain from behind and gritted her teeth as she looked toward the exit behind her.

The bullseye on his forehead, with a target on it, was staring at her coldly, and a playing card appeared between his fingers as if by magic.

If it weren't for Tony's missile, Erica might have been hit by the batarang.

"Hey! Hey! Don't move! Baldy!" Tony had already put on his helmet and stepped off the stage, raising his arm and pointing it at the bullseye, where the missiles were ready to be fired.

Bullseye ignored him, still looking at Erica, and warned, "He's mine!"

"I got here first." Erica wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, stood up, brandished her twin forks, and glared back defiantly.

Although she wasn't particularly concerned about the mission, giving up the fruits of her labor wasn't her usual approach.

At that moment, Merlin's voice came through the headset.

"Bullseye, listen to the rules of the game."

Bullseye twisted his neck and grinned maliciously. "All we need to do is kill them."

"What are you talking about? Do you know each other?" Stark, watching their conversation from behind, was momentarily bewildered.

However, both Erica and Bullseye treated it as an NPC and did not respond.

"Whoosh!" Erica made the first move, throwing a short fork that shot towards the bullseye at lightning speed like a sharp sword.

I instantly sprang into action, transforming into a red phantom as I charged forward.

Since we understand Bullseye's abilities, close combat is obviously the best choice.

Faced with the incoming short fork, Bullseye, with its powerful dynamic vision, simply tilted its head slightly and easily caught the fork in its hand.

He smiled mockingly as he watched Erica rushing towards him.

"Here you go!" The short fork was returned even faster and more cunningly.

Erica immediately did a side somersault in the air, trying to catch her short fork as she flipped over.

However, just as her body was spinning in mid-air and about to grab the steel fork, a dart was thrown from behind and instantly hit the short fork.

"Snapped!"

"Pfft!"

With a burst of sparks flying, the short fork, deflected by the impact of the dart, pierced directly into Erica's palm.

"Good heavens, Uchiha Thrower!" Merlin exclaimed in surprise as he watched the scene on the monitor.

After Erica's hand was pierced, the impact caused her to lose her balance and fall to the ground in a rather strange posture.

She quickly got up and moved behind a rock. Looking at her pierced hand, she endured the pain, gripped the handle of the short fork, and pulled it out in one go.

Blood splattered everywhere, but she quickly tore off a strip of her red dress and wrapped it around her hand, her eyes revealing a fierce look.

"Ugh...that really hurts, that's brutal." Stark, standing behind, gasped in shock at the sight of the sexy redhead assassin being so ruthless.

He had figured it out by now. These two people were probably players who had been sent to rescue others on a mission, but it seemed that the conflict stemmed from his own actions and a dispute over the distribution of loot.

After figuring all this out, he stood aside and calmly started enjoying the show.

Judging from the fight, the female assassin in red was clearly much weaker.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..." The short fork spun a few times in Erica's hand before being firmly gripped. Her back pressed tightly against the rock, she turned her face and waited anxiously.

Bullseye looked at Erica who was hiding, flicked his hand, and three darts appeared in his hand. Then he cautiously walked over.

In the recent carnage, he had almost used up all the darts he had left. He now had only three darts left, along with a magic card.

As Bullseye drew closer to Erica, footsteps suddenly came from the exit.

"Stop it. Whatever your grudges are, we can talk about them outside." At the exit, Natasha said, aiming her pistol at the bullseye.

Bullseye turned his head at the sound, about to speak, when a gust of wind suddenly came to his ear.

Erica seized the opportunity to make her move!

"Whoosh!" The sharp, short fork sliced ​​through the throat, drawing a drop of blood, but suddenly stopped halfway through.

Bullseye ignored the wound on his throat and firmly grasped the other person's arm.

As he spoke, the dart at his fingertips grazed Erica's wrist, causing her to wince in pain and drop the short fork from her hand.

"Pfft!"

In the blink of an eye, the falling fork was caught by Bullseye and pierced Erica's chest.

"To be honest, I've been annoyed with you for a long time!" Bullseye approached Erica, meeting her increasingly dazed eyes, and said in a low voice.

Erica felt her life slipping away, staring at the other person with a look of resentment.

"Bang!" A loud gunshot suddenly rang out in the cave. Bullseye, who had just been arrogant and crazy, stared wide-eyed in disbelief, and then fell to the ground with a look of resentment on his face.

Frank stood next to Natasha with a cigarette dangling from his lips and a shotgun still emitting smoke.

"Don't hesitate to deal with such a wicked person, even if they're just a temporary teammate," he said to Natasha beside him, exhaling a puff of smoke.

"Woof woof woof!!!" Accompanied by a bark, John and Duke arrived at the scene with another person.

Sometime later, the intense gunfire outside had ceased, leaving only silence, with a faint smell of blood lingering in the cave.

When Stark came to his senses, he saw the people who came in with John and showed a look of surprise.

"Ethan!"

Ethan, whose hair was thinning, carefully hid next to John, afraid that the big green dog next to them would eat him.

Although the dog had just saved him, it had almost bitten him. If its owner hadn't arrived in time to stop it, he would definitely have been eaten.

"Don't worry, he won't eat people," John explained somewhat helplessly.

After the mutation, he explicitly warned his beloved dog not to eat people.

"Woof woof woof!!!" Duke wagged his tail happily at Ethan.

Ethan: "…………"

Looking at Duke, who resembled a lion, and his cold eyes, one could believe he could devour a person whole.

"Are you all players who have accepted the quest?" Stark, clad in armor, asked warily, looking at the people entering and the ferocious green dog.

"Yes, we came here to rescue you. Is this your companion?" Frank put away his gun, indicating that he meant no harm, and pointed at Ethan before asking.

"Yes, thank you."

Stark lowered his guard somewhat after Natasha produced her identification.

The main reason he felt that the players were somewhat unreliable was the incident involving Bullseye and Erica.

"I remember there were six people who accepted the mission, there should be one more."

"He's in heaven."

(End of this chapter)