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Chapter 68 - Chapter 68: Stab

At their speed of 65 kilometers per hour, they could pounce and kill within a second.

Henry activated his 10x Super Reaction Talent, instantly bringing his reaction time to milliseconds. Combined with his attack speed, he threw eight skill Flying Daggers within half a second, as if he had grown six extra arms.

The nearest gray wolf this time could no longer dodge two skill Flying Daggers. One skill Flying Dagger bounced off its hard skull, but another one deeply pierced its eye and went straight into its brain, causing it to collapse.

The gray wolf on Henry's left rear was also struck by two skill Flying Daggers in vital spots and fell to the ground. The gray wolf on his right rear avoided vital spots, also bouncing off one skill Flying Dagger, but charged within five meters with a skill Flying Dagger embedded in its head.

The gray wolf behind Henry had also pounced within five meters of him.

A 45-centimeter-long parrying dagger appeared in Henry's left hand, and a 1.2-meter-long Swift Sword in his right.

The two gray wolves seemed to have similar speed and distance, but with a difference in reaction speed of an order of magnitude, the feeling of a vast chest and an illuminated world reappeared.

Henry keenly sensed that the gray wolf behind him would be faster.

He turned around and stabbed with the Swift Sword in his right hand, accurately piercing the fragile neck of the gray wolf behind him—the wolf's neck is the part connecting the head and torso, and the wolf's main blood vessels and various muscles are in this area, making it the wolf's vital point.

Henry's arm plus the Swift Sword had a length of over 2.1 meters. With plenty of room to spare, he didn't even exert much effort, perfectly utilizing the gray wolf's forward momentum at an appropriate angle.

He used the force to rotate his upper body half a circle to the left, causing the gray wolf's corpse behind him to block the gray wolf pouncing from the right. After drawing the Swift Sword, he made a lightning-fast forward thrust!

The sharp sword tip deeply pierced the neck of the gray wolf to the front right. Using its immense forward momentum, it broke through its flesh like a hot knife through butter, and a section of the sword tip suddenly emerged from the back of its neck.

The gray wolf was still struggling in its death throes, but the nearly two-meter distance made its efforts futile.

Henry pulled out the Swift Sword, and the gray wolf, losing its support, fell heavily to the ground.

From Henry's attack to all five gray wolves lying dead, it took no more than a second, demonstrating the same efficiency and bloodiness as a cold weapon massacre.

From this attack, Henry also understood why Jin Yong's 'The Smiling, Proud Wanderer' featured Oriental Unbeaten using an embroidery needle—when speed reaches its extreme, stabbing is the most efficient and damaging attack method.

In fact, a high-speed bullet is also a type of "stab."

Henry collected the gray wolves' bodies one by one. For those he couldn't collect, he stabbed their vital points again, and then he could quickly collect them.

These furs couldn't be wasted; after all, they would only occupy a maximum of 0.4 cubic meters of space.

After finishing up, Henry continued jogging towards the Hangman's Hill section, arriving at 4:36 AM, nearly an hour before dawn.

He chose this time because he had night vision, and the bandits in ambush would have to light bonfires when camping in the wilderness at night, which would easily reveal their presence.

Additionally, the bandits would have to stick together when camping and also look after their horses, so they couldn't be too spread out.

Henry used a gray bead to restore himself to "100% health."

The entire Hangman's Hill section is about a mile long, and there aren't too many suitable places for multiple people to camp. Charles also told Henry in detail some places where enemies might ambush and camp.

Henry's Reconnaissance LV3 skill would also make him pay special attention to potential ambush spots and suitable camping areas.

About twenty minutes later, when he scouted the third suspicious spot on the left side of the mountain road, he found three bonfires and five horse lanterns below a hill. Within a thirty-meter radius covered by the light, there were twenty tents, over thirty sleeping bags, and dozens of horses.

Six night watchmen were also distributed in a triangular formation around, also within the light's coverage.

Henry used the cover of night to approach one group of two.

At this time, the starlight was extremely dim. In the half hour before dawn, the night was actually at its darkest; outside the light, ordinary people could basically not see their own hands.

Henry silently approached within about ten meters of the two, staying one or two meters outside the light.

The two happened to be speaking in low voices.

It was late at night and quiet, so Henry heard them very clearly.

"It's a bit cold. We waited all day yesterday and didn't see Henry's group. Could they have been killed by the Dodge Gang?"

"Hard to say. The strategist is certain they will return this way."

"Sigh, why do I always feel like something's off?"

"Yeah, and that intelligence report exaggerated Henry's abilities too much; it doesn't sound very reliable."

"Henry must be very powerful. A single cow costs only thirty-odd dollars, so it takes three hundred cows to match his bounty."

"That's true. For three hundred cows, we… *crunch*"

Hearing such a strange sound from his companion, the other cowboy looked up, but then his neck felt a chill, followed by intense pain, and then another chill.

His windpipe being severed prevented him from breathing. His hands instinctively clutched his throat, touching the cold skill Flying Dagger hilt. Even a touch was excruciatingly painful, and his strength was rapidly draining as his body became oxygen-deprived.

As they were about to fall to the ground, each was grabbed by a strong arm and gently lowered.

Henry released the two and walked towards the middle of the remaining two groups.

Just as the faces of two of them were about to turn, Henry activated his 10x Super Reaction Talent. His hands became like the eight arms of Nezha, flying about. Eight skill Flying Daggers spun and shot out like lightning, precisely piercing the necks of them and the other two from over ten meters away just as they discovered Henry.

While he still had time, Henry threw another four skill Flying Daggers into their heart areas.

Henry felt he could still launch eight more skill Flying Daggers before his Super Reaction Talent ended, but it wasn't necessary.

Henry crouched down, carefully observing if anyone was awakened by the sound of the four sentinels falling to the ground.

Not bad, it was the deepest part of the night, and no one was awakened.

The sound of the sentinels falling to the ground was not as loud as the sleeping bandits' snores.

Henry put on a cowhide glove on his left hand, gripped a dagger in his right, and began to cover the mouths of the bandits in their sleeping bags with one hand while performing a tracheal transection with the other, simultaneously pressing his knee tightly against the middle of the sleeping bag.

He completed one case in about ten seconds. Henry then collected them into his space along with their sleeping bags—to prevent the strong smell of blood from waking others.

The light from the horse lanterns and bonfires cast Henry's eerie shadow on the ground, as if a guest from hell was quietly harvesting souls.

In about ten minutes, all 32 sleeping bags outside the tents had entered Henry's storage space.

Twenty tents were distributed within a twelve-meter square area.

Henry thought about it and decided that opening the tents one by one would be troublesome and prone to accidents.

Moreover, if calculated at two people per tent, the entire camp had 78 people, meaning an entire ambush gang should already be here.

So he took out two 50-pound tnt packages with 15-second delay electric detonators from his storage space.

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