The assassin player, who failed to ambush the gunner but instead was hit by several counterattacks, let out a muffled groan and then entered invisible mode in the blink of an eye, disappearing without a trace.

The successful counter-attacking gunner, seeing this, wanted to pursue the victory, but he apparently still couldn't accurately locate the position of the enemy he had hit multiple times, so he randomly fired a few shots toward where the opponent had just vanished, and loudly taunted:

"You trash! Keep ambushing me, huh! Are you already useless, you filthy dog? All those people I killed are waiting for you to deliver justice!"

He taunted the assassin player who had disappeared loudly and arrogantly, clearly trying to provoke him into reappearing and attacking, but the subsequent developments proved that his actions had little effect, as the assassin player had already vanished from his senses.

"That guy did get hit a few times, but it seems not a drop of blood was shed... does he have some kind of bulletproof equipment or a special defense skill?"

Wang Zhifan, hidden at a distance observing, also felt a bit puzzled in his heart. Being somewhat far from the battle scene, he couldn't clearly perceive the situation there and could only judge that the assassin player hadn't died after failing the ambush and getting hit several times, and had rapidly gone invisible and retreated.

But just at that moment, the situation changed again.

Wang Zhifan sensed a rather strong presence rush out from Lion's Eye Camp, heading straight towards the gunner player in a trench coat and sunglasses in the wilderness ahead of the camp!

Wang Zhifan turned his head and saw a burly white man in full steel armor riding a warhorse. Clad in nearly airtight full-body steel armor, wielding a long gun in one hand and a large shield in the other, he charged out of the camp gate with amazing momentum across the wooden bridge in front of the camp, bearing down on the man in trench coat and sunglasses who had slaughtered many gatekeeping guards!

However, the man in trench coat and sunglasses, worthy of being an arrogant and brutal player, showed no fear facing such a formidable enemy. He immediately launched an attack, firing two bullets with precise marksmanship at the eyes of the charging knight! After all, it was the only part of the opponent not entirely protected!

Thunk! Thunk!

A dull impact sound filled the air of the wilderness. It turned out that the steel-armored knight had anticipated the gunner player's attack route beforehand. He raised the large shield in his hand to block the two bullets aimed at his eyes.

But the gunner player wasn't discouraged at all by this. Seeing that shooting the knight's eyes wasn't effective, he immediately lowered the barrel and quickly fired at the eyes of the horse the knight was riding!

This time, the knight couldn't defend in time. The warhorse under him suddenly let out two painful cries, blood gushed from its eyes, and it collapsed on the wooden bridge, forcing the steel-armored knight on its back to jump off hurriedly, then raise his large shield and grip his long gun as he charged with full force at the gunner player in the wilderness beyond the wooden bridge.

It must be said that after losing his warhorse, the knight NPC seemed even faster. In just two or three seconds, he dashed across the wooden bridge, thrusting the tip of his long, glistening gun within a few meters of the gunner player, who kept moving and shooting.

But the gunner player seemed to thoroughly enjoy this kite-flying of the big tank, and instead of choosing to flee, he employed gunner movement skills, like backward shooting, quickly lengthening the distance between him and the opponent, landing, and continuing to fire at the enemy. He expertly maneuvered, sneaking bullets past the knight's large shield, onto his armor, and upon finding it hard to penetrate the opponent's armor, he deliberately concentrated several bullets on the same spot, aiming to increase power and penetrate through!

"Hahaha! Big fool! Come chase your grandpa, huh? Watch as I turn you into Swiss cheese!"

As a player in the agile gunner class, this arrogant and reckless trench coat and sunglasses guy was remarkably fast. For a while, he maintained the situation of continuously taunting and shooting this NPC knight, managing to hit the opponent while staying out of reach of the opponent's long gun, and he adeptly distracted his foe with bold trash talk.

"This gunner must have some kind of mental issue... causing havoc right at the start of the instance... if not for his seemingly decent skills, he'd probably have died seven or eight times already."

As Wang Zhifan observed all this from afar, hidden, he found himself increasingly unable to comprehend the thought process of this gunner player. From the start, when the man began shooting down the knights guarding the camp, Wang Zhifan was puzzled about why he'd provoke a conflict with these NPCs. Was it just because they wouldn't let him into the camp? Moreover, after killing those guards, he didn't seem to gain any benefit, like it was purely to satisfy his bloodlust, regardless of the consequences. The gunfight between the gunner and the assassin player was similarly bewildering, appearing entirely senseless to Wang Zhifan. And the battle between the gunner and the elite from the camp was even more abstract; instead of seizing an opportunity to withdraw, he was thrilled to engage more fiercely, as if he had endless bullets and defeating the steel knight would yield some extraordinary reward.

"This guy's either a madman or a natural-born criminal type, delighting in blood and slaughter."

Just as Wang Zhifan made this judgment internally, the battle at a distance also changed. Several more people rushed out from Lion's Eye Camp, seemingly intent on teaming up with the steel-armored knight being endlessly kited by the gunner player to capture this wildly audacious individual. Besides the melee types, others in the camp were also drawing arrows to provide remote pressure on the gunner.

"Trash! If you can't beat me, you gang up?! Bunch of garbage!"

The outrageously arrogant trench coat and sunglasses-wearing gunner player, upon seeing this, immediately began cursing and retreating. The steel-armored knight he had been entangled with burst with speed to try and hold him back.

But this gunner was evidently very adept at escaping, and he used some skill to simultaneously increase his getaway speed, then suddenly leaped forward, landing precisely on the seat of a motorcycle he had summoned. He began to throttle the motorcycle across the wilderness, occasionally turning back to shoot at his pursuers while continuing his taunts:

"Oh ho! Trash, come chase your grandpa!"

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