The Gold-tier Bandit was trapped there. He looked around and saw that there were people constantly surrounding him. The Gold-tier Bandit finally felt a little tired, and his HP was gradually decreasing.
As his HP decreased, the Gold-tier Bandit tried to escape from this predicament. However, the players around him rushed forward one after another and quickly filled the hole.
The Gold-tier Bandit wanted to escape, but he couldn't. Before he could even run, he was dragged down.
"Why aren't you shouting? Didn't you shout very arrogantly just now?"
"The Gold-tier Bandit can't escape!"
"This golden sack is ours!"
Many people nearby already felt that the Gold-tier Bandit was theirs. After all, the Gold-tier Bandit did not have much HP left. If they worked harder, they should be able to get it.
Everyone's goal was surprisingly the same, which was to get the Golden Bandit's bag.
