Hunter: Tonight, Germain joins the hunt

Chapter 106 "I'm waiting for someone, what are you waiting for?"

Franklin grinned broadly, and the pain in his broken left arm eased slightly.

"Feitan, he can't hold on any longer!"

"You don't need to tell me." Feitan slashed out with his "Nian Dao" again, forcing away Germain's counterattack, and smiled sinisterly, "I know!"

He is a "transformation system user", adjacent to the "enhancement system", and his strength and speed are superior to Germain.

Now with the help of Franklin, it is only a matter of time before Germain is seriously injured or killed.

Just one small mistake and Germain would be doomed.

Feitan was suppressing German with ease and was already thinking about how to torture him next.

Suddenly, the dangerous instinct he had developed over the years made him sense that something was wrong.

Germain reduced his offense and focused more on defensive counterattacks. Is he completely helpless, or is he brewing something?

He persisted for several minutes under the fierce attacks of me and Franklin, and even took the opportunity to cut off Franklin's left arm. Even now, his "manifest energy" has not been reduced much.

This proves that his "magnitude" is far greater than ours.

By the way, this is the only place where he is better than me.

He wanted to continue the fight, exhaust my "ki", and then fight back in one go.

The square that has been floating beside him is probably an "air tank" similar to the one used to store energy in fighting games.

It has now been filled with "a section of air tank", but Germain has not used it. He must be waiting for the opportunity.

If I am accidentally killed or severely injured, he will still have a chance to win if he fights the one-armed Franklin!

Feitan thought about the key points clearly and narrowed his eyes. He thought he had seen through Germain's thoughts, and his offensive became more fierce.

Anyway, he still has the protection of "The Unforgivable Man", and his "Nian Dao" is even more wild. He can only attack, not defend.

Indeed, Germain's intentions were not very different from Feitan's vision.

He was silently accumulating his "Qi Tank", waiting for the opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to Feitan.

However, there was another reason for his waiting.

At this time, I suddenly heard Franklin say "Hey", and then shouted in shock: "Feitan, something is wrong!"

Feitan's "Nian Dao" danced wildly, and flames shot out like a crescent moon, but Germain blocked it with a crow shield.

Hearing Franklin's cry, he looked up and looked around.

He took one look and understood why Franklin was so afraid.

It turned out that when they were fighting, the crowd on the entire street had basically fled.

Instead, there were masses of white mist, surrounding them in the middle.

"Five minutes." Germain said with an expected expression, "Five minutes have passed since the encounter on the hillside."

Feitan's slender eyebrows wrinkled again. Only then did he realize that he had overlooked a key point, and his tone was cold.

"Ho ho, it turns out you have reinforcements nearby. But do you think I will be scared? One of them will die, which is just the time for you to realize the reality."

Germain chose to remain silent and not argue with Feitan.

In an instant, a dozen black shadows emerged from the wall of fog.

They jumped out and rushed first to Franklin, who had a broken arm.

"Think I'm a soft persimmon?" Franklin laughed sinisterly, and the "one-armed machine gun" fired "psychic bullets" bang bang bang bang, "Then come on! Let's see who is the soft persimmon!"

The "Nian Bullet" clicked through the dozens of young figures with airplane heads, smashing them into pieces and turning them into wisps of smoke.

"Clone? Phantom?" Franklin was stunned for a moment, realized something was wrong, and backed away suddenly, "This is a trap!"

Before Franklin could move away from a safe distance, two more figures rushed out from both sides of the fog wall behind Franklin, attacking from both sides!

Mo Laowu brandished a huge pipe and hammered Franklin, hitting him in the back!

However, Franklin had a strong body and used "hard" to protect his back in time. The hammer blow from the pipe only made him lose his balance and fall forward.

"Damn it!" Franklin cursed.

And what comes oncoming is Na Kulu's fist!

Nakulu punched Franklin in the face, knocking him to the ground.

Franklin fell to the ground. He was still a little uncomfortable with one arm, and he couldn't support his tall body for a while.

At the same time, he was still a little surprised.

Because he had just been hit by Ku Lu's fist, he didn't feel any pain, just a numbness.

When he was wondering, after a while, he saw a strange doll with a pair of small wings floating in front of him.

"Time's up, start calculating interest!"

The strange doll shouted loudly, and a series of numbers appeared on its forehead.

5 minutes ago.

Mo Laowu and Xiu Tuo stood side by side under the World Tree to enjoy the fireworks, but at this time, some disappointing screams came.

They looked over and saw a crowd on one side of the town suddenly rushing toward them.

The master and apprentice looked at each other and realized what had happened.

However, at first, they thought it was just an ordinary stampede and police officers would come to maintain order at the scene.

It wasn't until they heard the sound of gunfire, artillery fire, and the words "murderer" from those who escaped that the two of them really paid attention to the source of the commotion.

This is probably not a situation that ordinary police officers can handle.

They hurried over and met up with Nakulu who also noticed something was wrong.

The three of them quickly arrived near the battlefield.

The closer Mo Laowu and his disciples get, the more they can feel the "waves of energy" that spread due to the fight.

The "fluctuation of energy" was as intense as the heart beating wildly. Mo Laowu and the other two people all realized that this was a battle between masters with "psychic abilities", and it was a fierce battle.

They jumped onto the house and looked down, finally seeing what was happening on the battlefield.

People died everywhere, including residents, tourists, and police officers. They all died in tragic ways, and it looked like a hellish scene.

Germain was fighting a short man in thick clothes.

Not far away, there was a tall, strong, one-armed man who shot "thought bullets" from time to time, harassing Germain's movements.

Those two enemies looked fierce and powerful at first glance.

Mo Laowu, Nakulu and Xiutuo were secretly amazed. They did not expect that under their attack, Germain could not only defend his vital points, but also have room to fight back.

This is enough to prove that Germain's experience in fighting has improved a lot.

"With such strength, they want to kill Germain." Mo Laowu touched his broad chin, "I guess they are the rumored "Phantom Troupe". "

When Xiu Tuo heard this, he was even more surprised.

He looked at Feitan, who was wearing the "Unforgivable Sin", and felt that this man was extremely fast and frequently used killing moves.

If I meet this person head-on, I'm afraid I won't get any benefits.

Xiuto felt a little embarrassed when he thought that he had despised the "Phantom Troupe" before.

"Teacher!" Nakulu shouted in a rough voice, "Let's go and help Germain, we can't watch him being besieged by people from the "Phantom Troupe"! "

Mo Laowu waved his hand: "Wait."

"Teacher, what are you waiting for?"

Nakulu was a passionate person, eager for justice and justice, and he could hardly contain his impatience to help Germain out of the siege.

"Look, you are in a hurry. Wait a minute and let me set up the most suitable battlefield first."

Mo Laowu slowly shook off the package on his shoulder, revealing a large pipe.

He took a deep breath, held the cigarette holder and blew out a large cloud of smoke.