hunter rule

Alan felt very bad.

Looking at the night outside the carriage, he had some uneasy premonitions.

Such premonitions did not appear often in his nearly twenty years of life, but they were accurate every time.

As the chamber guard of the Red Maple Leaf Chamber of Commerce, he took over the hard work this time.

On the one hand, you can go to the legendary center of mankind to gain a long experience, and on the other hand, the salary this time is indeed generous enough.

Alang stood up and saw that the guards around him had fallen asleep. They were snoring loudly, which made him a little irritated. But she knew very well that her own snoring was also so loud. Thinking of this, he felt balanced.

He walked down the steps of the carriage in the dark. It was dark in the distance, and the torch was not burning very strongly.

Defin always feels like something is wrong.

This is what Alang thought as he looked ahead, but he did not think about it carefully. The most important thing at the moment was naturally to solve his own convenience problem.

He had a self-defense knife on his waist, but it was too much trouble to squat down, so he took it out.

Looking at the night, he felt a little cold.

At this moment, my sister who is far away in St. Ann should still be sleeping.

Don’t worry, when my brother comes back, he will definitely...

Alang suddenly felt a chill on his neck. He had never felt such a chill before.

It was accompanied by severe pain.

The world was spinning before my eyes.

"save……"

The sound of a head falling to the ground was heard, and in the darkness, a masked man holding a long knife came out.

A line of blood stretched out.

"There was an accident, but it has been resolved."

The man whispered.

"Okay, all the guards on duty have been killed. I'm not sure if there are extraordinary people in this caravan..."

"It doesn't matter. The boss will take action no matter what. Be prepared to take action."

"good."

As the sound rang out, stern looks flashed across the faces of these black-clad robbers.

"We must find...find that person!"

"The boss has already said that if we can't find him, we will all die!"

"That woman will kill us all!"

The panic flashed away, and the leading bandit in black held a long metal knife in his left hand and took out a matchlock gun from his waist in his right hand.

As an ordinary bandit, it is actually a very luxurious thing to have such equipment.

Light on your feet.

It has been determined that the back is where the guards live.

The man held the matchlock gun and pointed it forward...

Boom!

A huge blast came and the man's head exploded.

With this figure, in an instant, the entire caravan was brightly lit.

"What!"

"What's going on? The fourth child is dead!"

"Extraordinary one!"

"It's an extraordinary person!"

Germain, wearing silver-white armor, was holding a torch, his face full of anger.

The guards were awakened by the way and picked up the weapons around them as if facing a powerful enemy.

"All the guards who were on guard were killed. It was them." Germain's cold eyes stared at the broken corpse in front of him.

Fortunately, I came out and took a look, otherwise, I would have been in big trouble.

In front, the faces of several bandits in black changed. They held a matchlock gun in their right hands and immediately shot at the Red Maple Leaf Merchant Group.

"How dare you resist!"

Germaine was furious.

Under normal circumstances, ordinary bandits would not have controlled items such as firearms. Such items would be devastating to the caravan.

Germaine jumped up, fighting spirit flowing.

The knight's combat power exploded directly!

His speed was extremely fast, and the bullet landed on his outer battle energy barrier and was shattered.

In an instant, Germain stretched out his right hand and crushed a bandit's head to pieces.

"Go to hell!"

The power of extraordinary beings is overwhelming to ordinary people.

After the extraordinary baptism of the ritual, Germain's body was not injured by ordinary firearms and bullets.

With such a level, you still dare to attack our caravan?

Germain kicked the black-clothed bandit in the distance, and his body exploded like fireworks.

The air is filled with the smell of blood.

"Brother Germain!"

"It's too strong!"

Germain's fighting style was undoubtedly very eye-catching, and the surrounding guards all looked to his side.

Extraordinary beings are the backbone of mankind, this is clear to everyone.

However, actually seeing this kind of power is another feeling.

The far side of the wilderness.

A bandit dressed in black is riding on a horse, holding a black telescope in his left hand and looking forward.

In his right hand, he held a dark button communicator.

"Boss, Fourth and others have been discovered. There are extraordinary people in the other party's caravan, and they have already taken action."

"Boss, let me repeat it again..."

"Shut up!"

The black-clothed bandit's body shivered, and from behind him, a deep, thick voice came, hoarse and terrifying.

"Here I am, I can't see with my own eyes?"

Accompanying this sound is the sound of gear teeth twisting on the ground with a unique frequency.

The body of the black-clothed robber was completely frozen, and he did not dare to make any movement.

The center of the bonfire camp.

Germain was like a god of war at the moment. He was just about to kill the last bandit when an unusual aura descended from a high place.

Warnings of danger came to mind.

Germain rolled over, rolled twice from the first floor of the road, and stood up.

On the original ground, a man wearing a strange metal costume fell down.

It has a punk-style metal chain buckle, and its left leg is a mechanical prosthetic leg that makes a sound like gear teeth.

"It's just a quasi-level..."

The man's face was covered with dark scars, which looked extremely penetrating: "I will teach you today what the rules are."

The dark double-barreled shotgun swayed slightly in the man's hand and was pointed at Germaine.

Bang!

Germaine could only see a white light flash before his eyes, and then heartbreaking pain came from his left leg.

Lightning flashed.

Bloody and bloody.

"Hit it crookedly."

The man muttered, turned around in a weird posture, and then raised the double-barreled shotgun: "Tsk, another one came out?"

Lance, who was flashing, put down Germaine who was grazed by the bullet in his hand.

The bullet just now was too powerful. Even at close range, even if it was just a scratch, it still caused great damage to the body. Germain's face was filled with pain, and his expression became a little distorted because of the pain.

Lance looked at the man in front of him and the hundreds of bandits who were gradually surrounding the caravan, and he calmed down.

With such a large number of people and even equipped with homemade firearms and refined knives, it is absolutely impossible for such a band of thieves to be unknown.

But the ordinary members of the bandit were just ordinary people, and Lance didn't care.

What he cared about was the man with the double-barreled shotgun.

The only ones who can make ordinary bullets have this level of lethality are construction mages, with a level of... trainee.

"I haven't asked for advice yet..."

Lance said coldly.

"The Flowing Fire Bandit, [Treasure Hunter] Huggins... is me."

The man raised his head, waved his hand, impatience flashed in his eyes: "Boys, kill them all."