hunter rule

"My name is Yuan Hanyi, and I'm going to die."

The man in front of me said this.

"Mr. Zhao Guangli?"

The sound of Champs came from outside the carriage.

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay."

Zhao Guangli replied.

His eyes wandered to the face of the man in front of him.

This man appeared out of nowhere and said incomprehensible words, which was simply unbelievable.

It's just that Zhao Guangli didn't make any movements at the moment. He put his hands into the pockets of his coat, looking serious.

In fact, he held a Zhanxing arrow in both hands, ready to explode at any time.

"Don't move."

At this time, Su Lin's voice came from his ears: "The other party is very strong."

"I felt a strong pressure from him. Although he has no energy perception, he is definitely a powerful being."

A powerful presence?

Zhao Guangli was stunned for a moment, looking past the middle-aged man's strong body and landing on the red spear on the steps outside the carriage.

The spear was bright in color and exuded an intimidating aura. It was definitely extraordinary at first sight.

A powerful being armed with a spear?

Zhao Guangli recalled what the bandit Huggins said, and he raised his head slightly.

"Mr. Yuan Hanyi, right? We probably don't know each other."

The man who called himself Yuan Hanyi shook his head so slightly that there was almost no trace of movement.

"Then what do you want from me?"

Zhao Guangli asked thoughtfully.

The powerful aura that vaguely came from this man almost made it difficult for Zhao Guangli to breathe.

Very strong.

This man is very strong.

"I heard about you from those losers."

At this moment, Yuan Han spoke expressionlessly, his eyes were dull, and he seemed tired even if he said one more word: "That's why I came to find you."

"Are you a trainee-level professional?"

There was not much emotion in any of Yuan Hanyi's words, his voice was hoarse, and it was extremely difficult to speak.

"Yes, senior."

"I am a formal level."

Yuan Han said concisely and concisely: "Do you want to live?"

Zhao Guangli was startled, and a chill instantly filled his body.

"think."

Yuan Han nodded: "Leave with me."

"Ah, where are you going?" Zhao Guangli stared at Yuan Hanyi.

This guy is too weird.

Yuan Han looked at Zhao Guangli with cold eyes. There was no killing intent in his eyes, but they were full of powerlessness and weariness: "If you still stay here, you will die with them."

"If you follow me, at least these guys can live."

Yuan Hanyi was not even willing to say another word. He coughed twice and spit out two mouthfuls of black blood.

Blood dripped from the man's throat onto the floor of the carriage, thick and black.

This is pure black, completely like ink.

"Dark power!"

Zhao Guangli said coldly.

"Are you the one being chased by that woman?"

Yuan Hanyi coughed again and raised his head feebly: "That woman will not let go of any extraordinary person involved in this incident."

"You've been marked by her."

Yuan Hanyi's words made Zhao Guangli and Su Lin's expressions change.

"what is going on!"

Zhao Guangli said coldly.

I couldn't understand what this man was talking about at all.

But at this time, Yuan Hanyi's right hand held Zhao Guangli's wrist like a pair of pliers, unable to break free at all.

Zhao Guangli subconsciously activated the curse, but felt a powerful force suppressing the hunter's sigil.

"If you resist, I will kill you now."

That's what Yuan Hanyi said, his voice cold and ruthless.

Zhao Guangli shut up instantly and made no move.

Boom!

Huge crimson war energy soared into the sky and exploded directly from the inside of the carriage.

The man in black martial arts uniform picked up the spear with his left hand. Without even looking at the astonished people around him, he picked up Zhao Guangli and walked toward the far end.

"This..." Xiangxie opened her bright eyes wide and felt a little dazed.

Lance looked panicked and stuttered for the first time.

"This...this is an official level...an official level existence!"

"It's too scary, a professional of this level!"

………………

Zhao Guangli still doesn't know what happened.

He was inexplicably carried on the shoulders of this strong man, and he could only see the man's spear swinging behind his back.

There are countless finely carved patterns on the spear, but these don't seem to be patterns, but weaponization.

Zhao Guangli remembered that although the knight's weaponization was not limited to his own body, arming weapons was still an extremely luxurious thing.

"What a terrifying reserve of fighting energy!" Su Lin lowered his voice: "You must not resist this guy."

"His fighting spirit reserve exceeds that of any knight you have ever encountered. Proportionally speaking, when this guy was young, his fighting spirit adaptability should be at least one hundred."

Translated, this sentence means simply...

genius.

"It's very strange. Such a being has a high status even in the center of mankind. Why is it in such a mess now?"

Su Lin was a little strange.

Yuan Hanyi's body would shiver from time to time, and the fine wounds on his body looked extremely exaggerated.

The man was gasping for air, but his body still maintained an absolutely solid state.

"Senior Yuan Hanyi, what exactly do you want me to do?"

Zhao Guangli calmed down and asked.

Yuan Han didn't look back and continued walking toward an unknown place: "I just heard, your name is Zhao Guangli, right?"

"I remember."

Zhao Guangli was a little helpless, wondering if this guy was out of his mind.

If the other party hadn't been so strong, I would have long...

Not knowing how far he had walked, Yuan Han stopped and threw Zhao Guangli to the ground.

The man fumbled for something on the inside of his martial arts uniform and took out a small box, but there was nothing inside.

The already sad face became even more ugly.

"Senior, come."

Zhao Guangli approached Yuan Hanyi and took out a piece of low-quality tobacco from his pocket.

Yuan Han glanced at Zhao Guangli, stretched out his finger, and a flame ignited from his fingertips, lighting the tobacco.

He took a sip and frowned: "It's really..."

“It’s really of extremely low quality.”

"I didn't expect that before I died, I smoked something of such low quality."

"Haha...cough cough cough cough..."

Yuan Han seemed to be mocking himself. He took another hard puff, coughed loudly twice, and then said with some difficulty: "Boy, hold it for me."

He swung the red spear over.

Zhao Guangli picked it up subconsciously.

So heavy!

Is this thing at least six hundred pounds?

Even though Zhao Guangli's body had been baptized by the extraordinary, he was still somewhat unable to hold it with one hand.

Is this spear really usable by humans?

"At your age and on the outside of the league, it's already pretty good to be able to reach this level. It's better than the average idiot."

"Are you going to the Human Center?"

Yuan Han said loudly.

Zhao Guangli hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Oh, you're going to study, right?" Yuan Han took a long puff of cigarette, and the middle-aged man's brows relaxed, but his coughing continued, as if he was coughing out his internal organs: "It's pretty good.

"

"At least when you die, there should be someone to help you collect your body."