The Sixteenth Game: Battle Royale 27

On the other side, the group of four led by Yan Jinyan came face-to-face with James. Among a disorganized crowd, the dozen or so powerful individuals stood out sharply.

"Those are the ones who tailed us during the day, right?" James had an excellent memory and sharp eyes. Even after just a brief encounter, he could recognize them.

"Focus on that group first," he muttered to his men with beast-like instinct, quietly signaling them to pay special attention to those targets.

Su Nan looked at the dozens of people caught in the melee and felt a headache coming on.

"How the hell are we supposed to tell who the damn S-Level player is?! " Everyone looked roughly the same; without confirmation, they could only guess.

"See the guy on the far left? Blond, big beard?" Yan Jinyan took off his glasses and casually put them in his pocket. "He's the S-Level player."