Mei Zong’s opening fatal turn

"Crack!" Accompanied by the crisp sound of the gun bolt being pulled, a smoking shell was thrown out. Sam hummed a tune and slowly loaded bullets into the shotgun.

There was even a bit of joy in his calm movements, as if the people who had just died under his gun were not humans, but more than a dozen gray rabbits and wild wolves!

A majestic pit bull squatted beside him, saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth. He looked at the corpse below, with a hint of hunger and desire in his eyes.

And the most chilling thing is that there is a copper vigilante badge pinned to Sam's left chest!

In the United States, in addition to the formal and well-organized police, there are also a large number of voluntary police officers, which are all-round auxiliary and supplement to the police force. Their main tasks are patrolling, search and rescue, and maintaining order.

Vigilantes often wear uniforms in their spare time and assume the responsibilities of full-time police officers to ensure that the police station has sufficient police officers to patrol the streets and play an active role in maintaining public order.

Moreover, most of these vigilantes are people who have formal jobs and are not short of money, because the salary of vigilantes is extremely low. Currently, the annual salary of vigilantes in most areas is only a symbolic one dollar!

Even their own uniforms and equipment need to be paid out of their own pockets. Therefore, most of those who are willing to choose to join the vigilantes are not short of money and almost all of them love the job of the police!

However, among the vigilantes, there are also some criminals who use their police identities and resources to carry out certain criminal activities. Sam is the most dangerous one among them!

Sam used to be a professional hunter, helping farmers or some small towns to hunt crocodiles, wild boars and other hugely threatening beasts. Countless beasts died in his hands.

Even after decades of hunting, ordinary wild animals, even lions and tigers, began to feel boring and completely uninteresting to Sam.

So Sam began to change his goals and set his sights on humans who were intelligent and the hunting process was exciting!

After careful consideration, Sam relied on his accumulated reputation to successfully join the vigilante group, responsible for patrolling, searching and rescuing this section of the interstate highway, while Sam regarded this area of ​​desert as his own private hunting ground.

Because this is an area prone to extreme weather, killed humans will be devoured by wild wolves, and traces of hunting will be covered and buried by wind and sand. It is simply a perfect hunting ground!

The only drawback is that this place is really inaccessible and there are not many hunting opportunities throughout the year. Therefore, Sam is recently considering going to the American border. There are a large number of stowaways from Mexico there, which will definitely make him kill a lot!

"Haha!" Looking at the figures running wildly towards the hilltop not far away, Sam let out a sarcastic laugh.

As a vigilante responsible for patrolling this area, Sam knew the terrain of dozens of kilometers in a radius, and the surrounding ten kilometers was an uninhabited desert.

The straight-line distance to the only small town is more than ten kilometers away. In the rugged and sun-drenched desert environment, it would take at least two or three hours for those people to run there with their legs.

What Sam enjoys is the thrill of hunting!

When Sam was about to pursue the chase with his hounds, he saw a tall man walking next to the people he had just killed. After squatting down and checking, he stood up and looked around.

"Here comes another one!" Sam looked through the scope and was about to shoot and break the opponent's hands and feet for some fun. However, he was surprised to find that after glancing around, the man seemed to see Sam and had sex with him. Look at each other!

"Huh? How is this possible?" Sam was surprised. The man was more than 300 meters away from him, and Sam was still wearing earth-gray clothes, lying on a hilltop covered with weeds, completely blending in with the surrounding environment. How could one person be seen by the other party at a glance!

"Is it a coincidence?" Sam, who was lying in the grass, suppressed his anxiety, aimed at the chest of the man who was striding towards him, and immediately pulled the trigger.

"Pop!" There was a muffled sound, and fine dust stirred up from the muzzle of the gun. The bullet flew out with a muzzle velocity of nearly 800 meters per second. But what made Sam frown was that the bullet seemed to be empty. Three hundred meters away The man was still striding forward, seemingly unaffected.

"Missed?" Sam felt a little hard to accept. The effective range of the M1903 in his hand was five hundred meters, and as a professional hunter with countless hunts, Sam almost never missed at a distance of two to three hundred meters.

"Hoo! Hoo!" Decades of hunting experience gave Sam a strong psychological quality. When the gun failed to hit, Sam did not panic or move his position. Instead, he took a deep breath, aimed at the figure and fired again. .

"Not yet?" But what made Sam frown was that this shot, which felt so good, seemed to have missed again.

"Huh? No! It definitely hit!" But the gun sense he had honed over decades made Sam very sure that the shot just now definitely hit that man!

After the strong wind just now, the desert was almost plunged into deathly silence, and the influence of the wind could be completely ignored.

"Wearing a bulletproof vest?" Sam had a guess in his mind, so he aimed at the opponent's head and gently pulled the trigger. But the next moment, Sam saw a scene that almost made his brain lose the ability to think.

I saw a warhead floating about ten centimeters in front of the man's eyes, as if there was an invisible barrier in front of him!

Shocked, Sam quickly shifted his gaze through the scope, and sure enough, he found two bullets also suspended in front of the opponent's chest and abdomen!

"What the hell! Am I hallucinating?" Sam couldn't help but blinked hard. The man opposite him had already walked a hundred meters away from him. He could see the three floating stars more clearly through the magnifying glass. The warhead was on the ground, and you could even see the corners of the other party's mouth turning up slightly!

"Crack!" Just when Sam was in shock, the stone on the mound nearby was suddenly shattered, as if the other party fired a bullet at him!

"Huh?" Just when Sam was stunned, the left side of his cheek suddenly felt cold, and then he heard a slight whistling sound.

"Hiss!" Only then did Sam feel a sharp pain coming from his left ear. When he reached out and touched it, half of his ear was hit by something!

"Whoa!" The ordeal between life and death made Sam subconsciously roll back towards the slope, with a horrified look on his face, "Fuck! Super power? Or a devil?"

With fear in his heart, Sam didn't care to take care of himself, so he planned to run to the rock wall not far to the left, where his off-road motorcycle was hidden.

"Bang!" But at this moment, the hound who ran out before him had his head blown off and lay on the ground twitching slightly.

Sam stopped suddenly, not daring to show his body at all. After gritting his teeth and thinking for two seconds, Sam had no choice but to give up his plan to get the car and could only run in the opposite direction, hoping to use his familiarity with the terrain to get rid of the other party.

Sam, who had always considered himself a hunter, finally became the prey.