Chapter 75
The man couldn’t find a hiding ce, so he tightly closed his eyes and waited for what could be a
deadly blow.
But just then, he felt the wind beneath his feet suddenly stop, and the breeze swept over his head.
Three secondster, the man heard a girl’s indifferent voice, “Are you one of those Survival Show folks
wearing camouge pants?”
Burton immediately opened his eyes. He saw a stern and haughty girl shifting her long legs, sizing him
up carefully. Burton breathed a sigh of relief, noticing that the girl was also dressed in a camouge
vest and pants.
He asked in amazement, “Are you…”
Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly saw a familiar figure walking behind the girl, cold and
straight-backed.
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“Mr. Reed!” Burton eximed.
Eileen hesitated for a moment, ncing at the man and then at the approaching Egbert. She asked in
surprise, “Is he insulting you for getting old? Should I beat him up?” With that, she threw a punch at the
man’s chest.
Her fist was like a hurricane, but just as it was about to hit the man’s chest, it was intercepted by a
warm,rge hand.
Egbert’s hand was broad, and he held Eileen’s delicate hand in his palm, looking at her fiercely
determined face. He softly reassured her, “Stay calm.”
Egbert gently moved Eileen’s hand away and turned to look at Burton across from them, asking, “Why
aren’t you wearing clothes?”
Burton immediatelyined, “It’s because of those hos!”
Upon hearing the word “hos,” Eileen remembered and asked Egbert, “Is he your teammate?”
Egbert nodded.
Eileen said disdainfully, “With his skills, how can he protect you?”
Egbert chuckled and agreed, “You’re right. Only you can protect me.”
Eileen proudly stated, “Of course!”
Listening to their conversation, Burton, still puzzled, asked, “Mr. Reed, is she…”
Egbert gave him a nce and said, “Eileen.”
“She’s…” Burton began to say, but suddenly stopped. This must be the girl Saul had mentioned, the
one who was close to Mr. Reed….
Burton thought of how easily he had been defeated by her just now and felt a bit disheartened. He
might not be able to avenge his aunt; she was too strong, and he probably couldn’t defeat her.
However, Burton was also curious. He asked simply, “The martial art you just used, is it Israeli military
combat?”
Eileen nodded. Burton gave her a thumbs-up, impressed. “It packs quite a punch.”
Eileen looked at him, somewhat arrogantly, “You can do it too.”
When they entered the rainforest, Eileen and ine Lopez sparred using seashell martial arts. Eileen
had deliberately controlled her strength, knowing that ine was part of the show’s crew. So, those
more than fifty moves they exchanged were all just for fun.
But when she used Israeli militarybat just now, she had gone all out. She was concerned that the
opponent might be an enemy, so she had unleashed her full power. Under those circumstances, if this
young man had been hit by her a few times, he would have been in serious trouble.
Since they were acquaintances, Eileen didn’t dwell on it. She turned and walked back to the campfire,
where she saw Christy clutching submachine gun, trembling in a corner.
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Eileen approached, took the submachine gun from him, and handed him a pistol, saying, “The
submachine gun has too much recoil; you won’t be able to handle it. Take this.”
Christy held the pistol nervously, saying, “I don’t know how to use this either.”
Eileen replied, “It’s better to have it than not. There’s still an enemy out there we haven’t caught. This
will at least give you some protection.”
Christy could only hold the pistol cautiously, afraid of identally firing it.
At this moment, Egbert and Burton approached.
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Elleen handed Egbert a pistol as well. He epted it with one hand, looking at her. Eileen then picked
up an expensive sniper rifle, slung it over her shoulder, and said to Burton, “You stay here and protect
them. I’m going out.”
Egbert frowned and asked, “Where are you going?”
Eileen replied, “There are eight other teams in the jungle. We don’t know where they are at the
moment, and the enemy hasn’t returned. If
he encounters those eight teams who don’t have weapons but only folding knives, they could be in
danger.”
Egbert pointed to the sky, where a drone was visible, and said, “There’s someone monitoring; they’ll
warn them to go around. It should be fine.”
Eileen sneered, “We’re also within the monitoring range, so why didn’t anyone warn us to go around?”
Egbert didn’t say anything.
“I’ll be back soon. Don’t worry, everything will be fine.”
Egbert replied calmly, “I’ll go with you.”
Burton quickly said, “Yes, let Mr. Reed apany you. I’ll stay here and protect this gentleman.”
Eileen immediately scolded Burton, “He’s not physically fit and can’t handle gun. He only knows some
basic self-defense and shooting. How can you let hime along? What are you thinking?”
Burton was somewhat confused.
“Enough talk.” Eileen ignored their protests, grabbed Burton’s cor, and ordered, “Take care of them. If
anything happens, it’s on you. Do you understand?” With that, she turned and walked away.
Egbert watched her back until she disappeared from sight before slowly walking away himself.
Burton grabbed him and said, “Mr. Reed, she’s really strong, not any less skilled than you. If there’s just
one enemy, she can definitely handle it.”
“I know,” Egbert said in a serious tone, “but you don’t understand.”
Burton didn’t understand. “What?”
Egbert sighed and looked somewhat troubled. “I’m afraid that if I don’t go with her, she’ll kill the enemy
if she encounters them.”
Burton said, “You…”
Egbert nced at Burton. “She nearly killed you just now. If she hadn’t pulled back that kick, you
wouldn’t be able to have children by
now.”
Burton said nothing.
Burton quickly waved his hand. “Then you’d better go quickly. When the timees, you must stop
her. These criminals also have families, and if theymit a crime, it should be dealt with by thew,
not vignte justice!”
The Lopez Group headquarters in New York.
“Survival in the Wilderness? How boring.”
Derek Lopez, the head of the Lopez family, who was in his sixties but still sharp and energetic, sat in a
luxurious chair in his top-floor office. After signing a document handed to him by his eldest son, he
looked up and asked, “ine and Burton, have they gone?”,
Seated across from him was his eldest son, ke Lopez.
ke leaned back in hisfortable leather chair, wearing a somewhat resigned smile. He said,
“These two kids are just like their parents.”
Derek shook his head, clearly thinking that the kids were being reckless. But then he thought of them
as his own grandchildren, so he asked, “There won’t be any danger in that show, will there?”
ke picked up a tablet from the side, tapped it a few times, and disyed a screen with an image. He
handed it to his father and said, “It doesn’t seem too dangerous.”
Derek took the tablet and looked at it, but he didn’t see Burton or ine on the screen. There was only
a young girl in a camouge vest, a piece of grass in her mouth, and a sniper rifle slung over her
shoulder as she casually strolled through the jungle.
“It should be safe,” ke also nced at it briefly, knowing that the show was about crossing the
rainforest, so the danger should be minimal.
He added, “Since Burton and ine want to join the military, participating in this show for some training
shouldn’t hurt… Dad?”
ke suddenly paused because he saw his father’s brows furrowing as he stared at the screen with a
serious expression. ke stood up, concerned. “Dad, what’s wrong?”
Derek turned the screen and focused his gaze onto ke, asking seriously, “Do you think this girl looks
like…”
ke, puzzled, looked at the screen. After a few seconds, he froze