Dean and the others followed the youth and left the residential building. They came to the outside of the community and went to the place where Scott and others were previously separated.
It didn't take long for two Undeads to appear on the street in front of them. They seemed to feel the heat of Dean and others. They immediately turned around and walked towards them. Their pace was obviously accelerating.
Dean held the dagger and stared at the back of the Hunter. If the Hunter abandoned them and escaped, he would immediately turn around and run away with Mason and others. After all, they had no way to resist these Undeads in a head-on battle.
However, the youth just slightly frowned when he saw the two Undeads. The next moment, he took out a sharp dagger from the strap on his leg and took the lead to run. The moment he approached the two Undeads, he suddenly twisted his feet. His body crisscrossed like a black whirlwind. The heads of the two Undeads were cut off from their necks and fell to the ground.
Instant kill!
Dean and others' pupils shrank and their faces were aghast.
Although they knew that the Hunter's duty was to hunt these monsters, but they didn't expect that the Hunter would be so strong. This was simply a one-sided slaughter!
The youth shook the blood on the dagger and inserted it into the strap on his leg. He looked back at the dazed Dean and others. He faintly smiled and waved his hand, motioning them to keep up.
Dudian and the other three quickly followed him.
Dean noticed that the dagger on his trouser leg was extremely sharp. Their dagger was not on the same level as the dagger. It was estimated that the dagger was made of excellent steel. On the other hand, his dagger had rolled back after continuously cutting the necks of the corpses. Only the part near the hilt was still sharp, and the front part had long been rolled into a ruler's length.
"The things in their heads …" Dean was about to bend down to collect them. The youth noticed and lightly shouted: "Don't waste time, hurry up."
Dean slightly frowned, but still gave up to continue to collect. He remembered the location in his heart and waited for the opportunity to come back to collect. After all, this thing may be common to the Hunters, but for them it was a big fortune.
Along the way, they encountered more and more scattered Undeads, but along the way, the black-armored youth did not hurt Dean and others. Every time they encountered an Undeads, he would take the initiative to attack, relying on his dagger to easily kill them. His speed was far faster than the Undeads, and it was obvious that he had received close combat training. His fighting skills were extremely skilled, so the Undeads could not even touch him.
Dean followed behind, silently observing and learning. He knew that in this era of cold weapons, people had developed fighting techniques to an extremely profound level. Just the killing fighting techniques displayed by this black-armored youth made Dean gasp in amazement. Killing people like cutting grass, his movements were crisp and neat. Even if his arm was injured, there was not the slightest bit of sloppiness.
Is this the warrior cultivated on the edge of life and death?
"Mr. Hunter, you, will you save Scott and others? They have a lot of people and should not be far from here …" Mason asked boldly. Along the way the black armored youth protected them. They felt that the black armored youth's nature was not bad. They gradually had a good impression of him. As for eating Sham's food and water, it had been automatically ignored.
The youth snorted and said: "What do you think I am, a medical staff?"
Mason was stunned. At this moment, the youth's face changed. He looked back at the street. Dean noticed that the place he was looking at was the first place they escaped from. It was also the street where the Undeads first appeared!
Dean seemed to feel the ground under his feet gently trembling. It seemed that there were tall buildings collapsing in the distance. There was a soft roar.
The youth's eyes narrowed. There was a trace of bloodthirst in his eyes. He looked up and glanced at the surrounding buildings. Soon, his eyes locked on the top of the tallest office building in the vicinity. The building had long been covered with moss and vegetation. The windows were rusty and dilapidated. He glanced at it and smiled. He bowed to Dean and the others: "You wait here. You can't leave without my order!"
Dean's face changed: "What about you?"
"I have something to do. I'll be back soon." The youth's eyes were serious: "Remember, you can't leave without my order. If anyone leaves without permission, don't blame me for being ruthless!" At this point, he glanced coldly at the four of them and said, "You'd better remember what I said. Otherwise, I'll skin you alive even if you return to the consortium!"
He looked back at his previous position, sneered and quickly left. He rushed to the front of the office building like a black cat and disappeared from the sight of Dudian and the other three.
"This, this …" Macon was stunned: "Where did he go?"
Dean looked at the disappearing back. There was an unknown feeling in his heart. Suddenly, he thought of the bow and arrows on the back of the youth.
Tall buildings, bows and arrows …
His pupils suddenly shrank. The archer was lying in ambush from a high vantage point. Could it be that they were being used as bait by the black-armored youth?
"Run!" Thinking of this possibility, Dudian suddenly roared and quickly ran toward the office building. While the youth in black armor had not climbed to the top of the building, he must escape from this area as soon as possible. Otherwise, if they made a slight movement, they might be shot on the spot!
He had seen the means of the youth to kill the undeads. He didn't have the confidence to protect himself from being shot by a Hunter who was good at archery.
Mason, Zach, and Sha were stunned and puzzled. But because of their trust, they subconsciously followed behind Dean. Mason hurriedly said: "Dean, what happened? Why are we running? If he knows, we …"
Dean had seen the black-armored youth kill the undeads along the way and protect them. He had a good impression of him, but now it was gone. He said in a cold voice, "We are likely to be used by him. He is using us as bait to lure his prey into the trap!"
"Bait?" Mason, Zach, and Sha were stunned. But soon they thought of the probability of this possibility. They suddenly shuddered.
Dean had run to the office building. He gently gasped for breath. He looked back and saw the three people following him. He was relieved: "Go around to the other side. Don't let him find us."
Zach's face was ugly: "If we meet him later, he won't let us off easily. Even if we hide from him and return to the giant wall, he won't give us a good fruit to eat."
Dean's eyes were cold. He coldly said: "Then kill him!"
Mason and the other two couldn't help but be startled. They looked at him with astonishment.
Mason couldn't help but say: "Kill him? My God, do you know what you are saying? He is a hunter. How can we kill him … No, how can we kill him? Even if we can kill him, it is a big crime! "
"Dean, are you sure?" Sham's face was slightly pale: "If your speculation is wrong, then he just let us stand there. He has some personal matters to deal with. Then we will …"
Dean was startled. This possibility was indeed there, but … How could he gamble?
There was only one life. If his speculation was right, then staying there was the same as waiting for death! It was obvious that the hunter who could easily kill the undeads needed bait to kill them. It was absolutely terrifying. They were doomed to be unable to escape once they saw it!
Although there were many other possibilities, but this was the biggest one he could think of. If it was wrong … then it was wrong to the end!
Dean thought of the desert assessment three years ago. The three-star alchemist, Rosyard, had died in his hands. His heart was hesitant and indecisive. This was a choice. Perhaps it was just one of the possibilities he speculated. Even if this possibility was wrong, he still had to make a choice. That was to kill!
"We have left that place. Whether the speculation is right or wrong, we must kill him! Otherwise, we will be suppressed by him in the future. Or even die in his hands! "Dean's eyes were cold as he resolutely said.
Mason and the other two looked at his eyes. They took a deep breath and hesitated. After all, if they participated in the action of killing the hunter, then they were murderers. For any good people, the word 'murderer' was too heavy!
Dean also looked at them, waiting for their choice. There was a little fear in his heart. If they didn't choose not to participate, then what would he do if they knew about his action?
He didn't dare to think about it. In the short time he had been here, he felt that the evil door that was sealed in his heart was slightly opened. A lot of evil thoughts were released.
But some things were his bottom line that he didn't want to cross.
Roar!!
At this moment, a low roar suddenly sounded from the corner where the few people were previously standing.
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