hunter rule

There was no one in the back courtyard of Luoye Manor at this moment.

At this moment, the terrifying sound coming from far behind Zhao Guangli completely enveloped the entire manor.

Ordinary people regard this horrific scene as the end of the world, with the desperate and ominous crow sounding its mournful wail and spreading its wings in the dark night.

This strengthened Zhao Guangli's belief in becoming a professional.

When facing that kind of monster, a complete feeling of powerlessness emerged, making Zhao Guangli deeply aware of the power of professionals.

And more importantly, you must become a professional.

Now Zhao Guangli can finally understand some of Harlan Bode's thoughts. If he has not seen that level of power with his own eyes, it would be unimaginable.

The helpless panic spread all over the body.

Zhao Guangli pushed open the door to the back courtyard, which was the reception hall.

Although the man holding the black dagger following behind him remained silent, he could still give Zhao Guangli a sense of security at this moment.

The back courtyard was not actually affected by the battle between Mr. Baker and Father Gusheng. At most, it was only because the three-eyed crow's flapping wings and howling shattered the glass, that's all.

Exquisite lighting shone on Zhao Guangli's face, and the smell of alcohol filled the reception hall.

Although there are piles of debris on the ground, there are remnants of food, some damaged dresses and high heels.

It can be seen that the people here should have enjoyed the cocktail party here.

However, Zhao Guangli did not find anyone.

"Ceylon Impes doesn't seem to be in the drawing room."

Zhao Guangli seemed to be thinking to himself: "Where could he be?"

Zhao Guangli said this in front of his younger brother, the Wild Dog Brother, but he actually said it to Gu Xintong.

Obviously, if something like this happened, Ceylon Impes would not just stay in an empty living room.

However, the sound from the gear button did not sound in time.

"Sir, we'd better have a look around here."

Zhao Guangli whispered: "There are many guest rooms in the back courtyard. Mr. Ceylan may be taking refuge in a certain room."

This proposal is actually quite good. Zhao Guangli's idea is also very simple. He doesn't want to find Ceylon Impes at all.

Zhao Guangli had mirror-breaking gloves in his hands, so he didn't need a key at all when facing the safe.

It's just that the man in front of him just shook his head sternly. He didn't seem to be ready to leave Zhao Guangli's side for even half a step, and he also didn't give any explanation.

Zhao Guangli felt helpless. He spread his hands and walked along the hall toward the interior.

At this moment, perhaps because the battle was slightly affected, the lights in the corridor flickered on and off, giving people a dark feeling.

The corridor is very long, and on both sides are the guest rooms used by the Impes family to receive guests.

And this corridor, in the dim light, looks like a beast that chooses and devours people.

There seemed to be some viscous liquid on the ground, and the originally red carpet felt wet when Zhao Guangli stepped on it.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and the expressionless face of the man next to Zhao Guangli finally had some waves. He frowned and looked around in the corridor.

The footsteps of the two people sounded in the corridor, which seemed a bit dull.

Zhao Guangli subconsciously stood behind the would-be knight beside him.

"gentlemen."

Zhao Guangli whispered: "There seems to be something wrong."

There was something in Zhao Guangli's statement that in fact he had already learned from Gu Xintong that there must be something wrong in the back court.

The smell of blood in the air seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, as if it was coming from the corridor on the second floor.

There are some slimy things hanging on the wall, which makes people feel sick to their stomachs.

The younger brother of the Wild Dog Brothers has always remained silent, but now, he holds two pitch black daggers in his hands, holding the blades downwards cautiously.

"There are indeed people."

At this moment, Gu Xintong's voice suddenly came to Zhao Guangli's ears. Her voice was a little urgent at this moment.

"There seems to be no movement on the first floor. Is it on the second floor?"

Zhao Guangli questioned the man next to him.

After receiving the information, Gu Xintong already understood in her heart.

"Third floor."

"The entire living room of Luoye Manor has three floors."

"The first two floors are areas used by the Impes family to entertain ordinary guests."

"The third floor is the suite used by important figures in the Impace family."

Gu Xintong spoke very quickly and softly at the moment, and Zhao Guangli needed to work hard to hear what Gu Xintong meant clearly.

"His footsteps are still lingering on the third floor."

Gu Xintong's voice was a little nervous.

Is it on the third floor?

Zhao Guangli's heartbeat began to speed up, and his eyes fell on the man beside him.

"There is an 80% chance that he is a professional."

Gu Xintong's voice broke intermittently at the gear button.

"Still wandering."

The sound of footsteps came from far to near.

Zhao Guangli followed the Wild Dog brothers with a solemn expression. His hands were trembling a little, and Gu Xintong's urgent voice kept coming from the gear buttons.

"Go up first."

The man next to Zhao Guangli only said this sentence when he walked to the end of the corridor. His voice was hoarse and low, but there was no doubt about it.

"The footsteps on the third floor have disappeared."

Gu Xintong's voice was still cautious.

Zhao Guangli didn't answer. He walked up the solid stairs seriously, and the heavy pressure made cold sweat break out on his face.

A strange aura continued to spread in the stairs, and it seemed like someone was constantly watching above the corridor.

Some liquid dripped from above and landed on the stairs that were not covered by a red carpet.

The blood-red liquid accumulated thickly into a blush that didn't have much aesthetic appeal.

It was like a person's scarlet eyeballs, with bloodshot threads spreading along the corridor.

Zhao Guangli suddenly started retching.

"What are you two looking for?"

Suddenly, between the second and third floors, stood a man in a dark brown evening gown. He looked handsome and was tying his tie seriously.

In such a strange scene, this man seemed not to care.

Zhao Guangli suddenly felt like he was facing a formidable enemy.

The man in black robe next to Zhao Guangli raised the dagger in his hand.

Is this the guy Gu Xintong was talking about...?

"No, footsteps sounded again."

Gu Xintong's voice finally took on a rare tone of panic.

"That person is still on the third floor!"

Among the gear buttons, the sound of metal smashing suddenly came, and in an instant, a sharp sound of teeth reached Zhao Guangli's ears.

Zhao Guangli quickly raised his head and looked at this handsome blond man.

"Two of you, let's meet for the first time."

"I am Ceylon Impes."

"My dear brother asked you to come."

The handsome man seemed not satisfied with his tie and was fixing it with a smile.

At this moment, a violent scream came from the corridor on the third floor.

At the same time, a sharp voice like a dying old man came from Zhao Guangli's ears.

"Found... you... slightly."