Thorn had always trusted her instincts implicitly; anything she felt was off, always turned out to be off.
For instance, this time, she felt there was something very wrong with this Scorpion, and his gaze, his eyes, and his words all subtly revealed a strange feeling.
It was a feeling of offense. Thorn's rank was 7th, and status was determined by organizational rank, so what right did this guy have to speak to her with such an attitude?
There was one possibility, she just didn't want to think about it.
"Dark Crow, what's the plan next?"
Dark Crow's strength was considerable, but his rank wasn't high. Although he was only 13th, his abilities were still very formidable.
Excellent Shooting, superb assassination skills, and situation analysis were all his specialties, and his memory was exceptional, making him a human computer.
"Currently, all the close areas around us have been cleared. What's left is the northwest direction, about two kilometers away, where there's still a relatively dense gathering of people."
Dark Crow began to draw on the ground, "However, I think our better option should be to start moving around, trying to choose places with fewer people. With our current points, a top 5 ranking should be secure."
Dark Crow's analysis was methodical and logical, and Thorn agreed with his suggestion.
But at this critical juncture, someone had to object, "To stop now would greatly diminish the prestige of our Ouroboros Family. We must charge in and eliminate all those people. I believe Thorn has no problem with that."
The one who said this was, naturally, the sinister-looking Scorpion. His words were full of disdain and indifference, and coupled with his chewing gum and expression, it made people even more uncomfortable.
"If you think your abilities are so extraordinary, why don't you go yourself? Don't be like an idiot who only knows how to flap his mouth!"
Thorn didn't tolerate him at all, and her retort completely shut him down.
Having been rebuffed, Scorpion stopped speaking, but the sinister intensity in his eyes grew even thicker.
"Damn bitch, I'll definitely make you pay!" Scorpion cursed inwardly, but on the surface, he maintained an indifferent expression.
Thorn and Dark Crow began to discuss countermeasures, and at this point, there were still six and a half hours left until the end of the competition.
The other three-person team was now firmly positioned on the highest floor of the building. This was the highest point in this residential area. They stood on the top floor, looking down from above.
"Haven't you seen enough yet?"
A middle-aged man in a black tactical suit looked at the young man standing at the edge, gazing down.
"Such a wonderful scene, of course, I can never see enough of it. I wonder when I'll encounter such a beautiful scene again."
The young man standing by the side, looking down, took a deep breath, as if savoring something beautiful.
Then he turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man who had just spoken, "Sir, I think your tastes should change. The world is so beautiful."
The Sir did not speak, but nodded, "Most of the time, I believe all pleasure comes from here, but how to create pleasure depends on the individual. Perhaps you can also try a different approach, can't you, Count?"
The young man named Count shrugged, not entirely agreeing with the Sir's words. He continued to look down.
"Next time we meet, I'll definitely make that Jackal pay!"
After saying this, Count leaned against the wall and sat down. He knew, of course, that standing in this spot for too long was extremely easy to expose himself, so it was better to be more concealed.
Beside his hand lay an HK G28 designated marksman rifle.
The other person was guarding the stairwell, his expression relaxed, as it would be exhausting to climb up to this position, and breaking through this floor would be too difficult.
The three of them leisurely rested on the top floor. They were the Round Table Council, currently ranked first in points.
At this moment, their score remained at 100 points for 50 kills, ranking first.
Second place was occupied by the Ouroboros Family, with 48 kills and 96 points.
Third place was the ICA organization, with 47 kills and 94 points.
Fourth place was the High Table organization, with 42 kills and 84 points.
Fifth place was the Big Circle, with 40 kills and 80 points.
The remaining people showed little movement; everyone seemed to be tacitly waiting.
Everyone knew very well that continuing to fight would yield no results.
Especially the top five organizations, no one wanted to encounter them, but who could guarantee they wouldn't encounter them in the next second?
So the best approach was to stay put. And in fact, after another location refresh, everyone found that they had not moved.
Many people breathed a sigh of relief.
By this point in the competition, everyone had at least two lives on their hands.
At this moment, the number of survivors displayed on the watch was only 31.
This was also why everyone no longer wanted to make a move; those who had survived until now had all done so through sheer skill.
If anyone truly managed to get this far by luck, there was nothing more to say.
Johnny's five-person team reunited once more. Almost everyone had injuries, but the good news was that none were fatal and they could still endure.
"Let's also stay put."
Johnny suggested, and the others all agreed, as there was no point in continuing to fight.
Their ranking was now fourth, and as for fighting for first place, that was impossible.
"Let's rest up first, and then we'll see." Ghost Wolf and John's opinions were also extremely unified; at this point, it was no longer convenient to cause further complications.
Time passed by minute by minute; everyone was waiting for the competition to end.
On Thorn's side, she kept feeling that something was wrong, but she couldn't find any anomalies. As the end of the competition drew nearer, this uneasy feeling became more and more apparent.
To be safe, she quietly held her Pistol in her hand, and her sitting position was also strategic; this position allowed her to see two directions directly.
After a long while, besides Scorpion constantly pacing, Dark Crow also remained seated, unmoving.
However, from his appearance, he also seemed to be on guard for something.
The next second, just as Thorn was about to say something, her eyes suddenly changed. Without hesitation, she raised the muzzle of her Pistol upwards, then her index finger pulled the trigger!
Bang!
"Ah! Fuck!"
A scream erupted from Scorpion's mouth, but his right arm had already been shot through.
After firing one shot, Max didn't stop, but continued to raise her Pistol, firing another shot at Scorpion's left hand, followed by two more shots into his knees.
In an extremely short amount of time, she completely disabled the guy's ability to move.
Looking at Scorpion, who was screaming and lying on the ground, Thorn had no trace of pity in her eyes, because she had just seen him trying to pull out a Pistol and point it at her, so she fired without hesitation.
"Why did you betray us?"
Attempting to fire at such a critical moment, she couldn't think of any other reason besides this.
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