In the distance, the hunter lying on the rooftop, setting up a sniper rifle to aim at the sniper. He looked terrified, and the sweat on his forehead couldn't stop falling.
He was Wang Huarong's confidant. His strength wasn't weak, and he was good at marksmanship.
This time, Wang Huarong had arranged for him to be stationed here to snipe the experts in that team.
This kind of sniper rifle might not be effective against strong demonic beasts, but it was more than enough to deal with strong human beings.
Not to mention a sneak attack.
The sniper was sure that no one could survive his sniper bullet.
But … what did he see?!
The sniper's pupils dilated. At this moment, his heart even stopped beating.
Someone actually caught the bullet!
And he was unscathed!
How was this possible?!
The sniper couldn't believe it from the bottom of his heart.
If a hunter could rely on his keen intuition of danger to avoid bullets at a critical moment, such a hunter was already very powerful. Even Director Wang, who had the strength of a triple awakening, might not be able to do it.
However, he could clearly see the person through the scope.
The moment he pulled the trigger, the man's hand, like a ghost, blocked in front of his forehead.
He imagined the scene of the bullet piercing through the palm and smashing the head. But it didn't happen. Instead, the bullet was blocked!
The sniper was horrified. He wanted to continue shooting, but his fingers trembled and couldn't pull the trigger.
In the scope, he saw the big man turned his head and pulled out a revolver from his waist.
He smiled at him, and the muzzle spat out a flame.
The sniper's pupils dilated. At this moment, time almost stopped.
He didn't think the bullet could hit him with the revolver's range.
But at this moment, for some reason, a huge sense of crisis enveloped him.
The sniper wanted to move, but his body seemed to be pressed by a big rock, unable to move.
At the last moment of his thoughts, he saw the scope burst, and then he lost consciousness.
… …
Inside the building, a patrol member's figure flashed left and right, avoiding the enemy's aim while quickly approaching. The sharp blade of his sword beheaded the enemy.
The patrol member's tense expression slightly relaxed.
Suddenly, a gunshot rang out.
The patrol member staggered.
Not far away, a gunman hiding in the dark took the opportunity to shoot. However, the next moment, he widened his eyes and looked at the patrol members as if nothing had happened.
"This is impossible, how can this kind of clothes be bulletproof!"
He screamed, but the patrol members wouldn't give him another chance.
…
Elsewhere, on the roof of a building.
"Director, this, this …"
The confidant watched all of this and didn't know what to say.
Wang Huarong also saw all this, and his heart was filled with fear.
He had been observing the battle from a high vantage point. Originally, he thought that by relying on the terrain and the ambush, he could easily get rid of those outsiders. Even though he would lose some manpower, compared to those guns, the loss of some subordinates was nothing.
However, he did not expect that his subordinates would die in droves as soon as the battle began.
Especially the man with the cigarette in his mouth. With a wave of his hand, more than half of his men were killed or injured, and the formation he had set up was immediately disrupted. Even the snipers he had prepared in advance to kill experts were helpless against this man.
How could there be such a powerful hunter?!
Wang Huarong couldn't imagine that a hunter could become so powerful. Especially that man, he was like a devil!
"Go, let's go, we can't stay here anymore."
Wang Huarong hurried with his men, ready to leave from the other side. As soon as he went downstairs, he was blocked by several patrol members in black combat suits.
His face changed, and his eyes swept over the patrol members. When he didn't see the devil-like hunter, he breathed a sigh of relief and said to his men, "Hurry up and take care of these people. When that man comes, we won't be able to leave."
As he spoke, Wang Huarong unsheathed his katana from his waist.
He was also a powerful hunter with the strength of the Triple Awakening Stage. His combat experience was also not bad. However, he would only make a move when he was confident. The big man with the cigarette was too terrifying. Wang Huarong admitted that he was not his opponent. But these hunters in front of him couldn't stop him!
Wang Huarong rushed forward.
On the opposite side, a hunter with a scar on his face shouted, "Leave this guy to me, you guys take care of the rest."
Wang Huarong's eyes narrowed and stared at the hunter with the scar.
The strength of the Double Awakening Stage was not bad, but he was confident that he could cut off this man's head in three moves.
It was too naive to think that he could hold him by himself.
The sword flashed and slashed straight down!
The man was surrounded by fine sand, like raindrops, hitting him one after another.
Wang Huarong was surprised and couldn't help but slow down to deal with the fine sand attack.
Peng Bo took this opportunity to rush forward, wearing two special brass knuckles on his hands. The tips were sharp, flashing with cold light, directly attacking the vital parts.
The more Wang Huarong fought, the more surprised he was. The man in front of him was obviously only at the Double Awakening Stage, but in terms of physical fitness, he was not much worse than him. Coupled with the interference of the fine sand, he was at a disadvantage after several confrontations.
It was difficult to even escape.
But he didn't know that Peng Bo's life level was indeed worse than him. But after many battles with demonic beasts and high-intensity training in the training camp, his potential had long been excavated. His physical fitness was far beyond the ordinary Double Awakening Stage. Even compared to him, he was not much worse.
Coupled with his special ability, Peng Bo was not weak at all.
… …
After a battle, the hunters of the Dafafa Shelter were either dead or injured.
Shay stood in the middle of the messy battlefield, looking at the frightened, shivering survivors in the shelter. He lowered his head and was lost in thought.
The patrol members had dispersed to collect the loot in the shelter. With the large truck, it was not difficult to transport the loot back to the territory.
But these survivors gave Shay a headache.
These survivors were not on Wang Huarong's side. Even Wang Huarong's hunters might not be on the same side, let alone these survivors who were just consumables.
He didn't think so much before the battle, but now he was in a dilemma.
Kill? That's impossible.
It didn't seem right to just leave.
No matter how Wang Huarong treated these survivors, one thing was right. Without Wang Huarong and his hunters, these ordinary survivors would not survive until now.
Shay, who was once just a mercenary, could only light a cigarette and slowly ponder in the face of this situation.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up. He remembered Leader Tang once said that the shelter lacked labor.
So, if he brought these people back, wouldn't he be free of blame and meritorious?
Shay thought it was very possible. Even if he did it a few more times, wouldn't the shelter have more and more survivors?
This method was simply perfect.
If Tang Yu was present, he could see the drawbacks.
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