Fula held his little basket tightly and stared at the street corner.
She not only hopes that it is her father who comes, but she also does not hope that it is her father who comes.
Because she didn't know what kind of posture the other party would appear in front of her.
Finally, the hunter behind the wall showed his figure.
He was wearing a white shirt and a multi-button vest with a lapel, a heavy windbreaker, equally heavy trousers, and a pair of leather boots.
There are a large number of additional sewn pockets and shoulder straps on the windbreaker, which should be used to store weapons and supplies.
Paired with the hunter's tall and thin figure, he looks very capable.
What is more special is his hat, which is a triangular hat.
The brim forms a smooth U-shaped curve on the front, and many triangular cuts are specially cut out on the tail to look like bird wings.
Under the brim of the hat is a pale and gloomy face, with an old scratch on the high nose, extending from the nose to the right corner of the mouth.
"Huh~"
Fula took a deep breath, looking lost and relaxed.
"Pale Night, why are you still hanging out?"
The hunter came over holding a torch and asked as he walked, his voice as heavy as his footsteps.
"Mr. Liu Zheng, please let me negotiate?"
Anke said in a consulting tone.
Compared with the residents hiding in the house, these hunters who are about to face the beast are more nervous and may not be able to adapt to the foreigner's somewhat off-line speaking style.
"Okay."
Liu Zheng nodded.
"I am Anke, the boss of Anke's Tavern. They are my family. Our door was broken down by a wild beast, so we want to take refuge elsewhere."
Anke walked forward a little, and then answered the hunter's question.
"Where to go?"
The hunter continued to ask.
"Church of Pain's church."
Anke replied.
"Why don't you go to Bloodhealing Church's church?"
"Because I think there must be a lot of people going to Bloodhealing Church, and we may not be able to get good accommodation if we go there. But there must be very few people going to Church of Pain. Even if we have to pay a little price, at least the attitude there must be very welcoming."
Anke said frankly.
He spoke very clearly and with sufficient reasons, which made the hunter's serious expression relax a little.
"Where's that beast that broke through your door?"
The hunter asked again.
"Hunted by us."
"Who?"
The hunter's eyes moved away from Anke, and after turning around everyone's faces, they finally settled on Liu Zheng's face.
"Is that you?"
He raised the torch as if he wanted to light up Liu Zheng's face.
"It's me."
Liu Zheng admitted simply.
"You are also a stranger, but you are not a hunter. You have killed wild beasts, but there is no smell of blood on your body."
The hunter's expression seemed a little confused.
"Who are you?"
"Beat a worker."
He shrugged.
The hunter ignored his wise words and glanced back and forth at him with bloodshot eyes.
Although the hunter found nothing except strange costumes.
But he always felt that the person in front of him was full of unnatural feelings.
"There's something wrong with you."
said the hunter.
"Oh? What's wrong?"
Liu Zheng asked with interest.
Of course something was wrong with him, but he was more curious if the hunter could tell it.
If even any hunter can see through his disguise, it means Metropolis is nothing more than that.
"I don't know, but there's just something wrong with you."
The hunter shook his head and said stubbornly.
"Then what are you going to do?"
Liu Zheng asked calmly.
"I want to take you back to the workshop. I can't let dangerous people like you wander outside."
the hunter replied.
"No, he still has to escort us to Church of Pain."
Anke said loudly.
"That has nothing to do with me."
The hunter said coldly.
They are just hunters, not protectors.
"It is because of your attitude that Old Yate was turned into ruins, and so many innocent residents died in the fire!"
The hunter's words angered Anke. He raised Boning Knife and pointed the tip of the knife at the hunter.
"You are going to attack a hunter, are you going crazy?"
The hunter looked at Anke, then sniffed.
"Indeed, I smell blood from you."
He inserted the torch into the wall and took out a strange-looking weapon from behind.
It was a large Meat Saw, which looked somewhat similar to Liu Zheng and Serrated Cleaver.
But its handle is curved S-shaped, and there are many bandages wrapped on it.
Although the quality of Cleaver is obviously not as good as Liu Zheng, it has a more ferocious feeling.
"Follow me, or I will hunt you."
The hunter opened the mechanism, and the originally folded Meat Saw unfolded immediately.
"Follow you, and then be slaughtered like pigs and dogs? Don't think I don't know your methods, you inhuman executioners."
Anke was completely angered by his arrogant attitude and no longer paid attention to propriety in his words.
"You say I'm crazy, take a look at Mirror yourself first. Look at the blood in your eyes. What's the difference between you and those beasts?"
"With the taste of blood, you will soon turn into a beast. Not as good as that."
The hunter suddenly raised the flintlock in his hand and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
Huge gunshots echoed in the alley.
"Hunt early."
After the bullet shot out of the gun barrel, the hunter's cold voice spoke out.
The large bullet instantly passed through a distance of more than ten meters and hit Anke's head.
The seemingly primitive flintlock gun exploded with power exceeding that of a rifle thanks to the addition of mysterious craftsmanship.
Anke's eyes widened. Enhanced by the blood, he saw the trajectory of the bullet, but his body could not avoid it.
"Move! Move!"
He desperately issued commands to his body, but there was no response from them.
After all, he is not a trained hunter, and even the number of times he has received Blood Therapy is very small.
Just when Anke thought he was going to die, a Cleaver stood in front of him.
"Clang!"
The sound of metal hitting at high speed stung his eardrums, and his body finally moved and rolled towards the ground.
The bullet deformed and broke under the reaction force, sputtering out pieces of silver liquid.
That's mercury, which hunters put into their bullets to increase their lethality against wild animals.
A blood flower shot out, shining brightly in the firelight.
Liu Zheng looked at his tentacles, and there was a gap on them, while Serrated Cleaver had a red vein on them.
This is "Self-Devouring Spirit", which strengthens the attack power at the cost of devouring the owner's flesh and blood, and cannot be turned off.
If an ordinary person used this knife, he would probably kill himself before he could kill the enemy.
But for Liu Zheng, this loss is nothing more than water.
"I originally thought that going out for shopping could cultivate my body and mind, but I didn't expect that the people outside Metropolis are so simple and honest."
He shook Cleaver and threw the bullet embedded in it to the ground.
"In this case, I'd better communicate with you in the Metropolis way."
Liu Zheng pointed his hoof a little, and his body suddenly rushed forward.
The speed is so fast that it even exceeds the bullet fired by the hunter.
And when he rushed in front of the hunter, the wounds on his tentacles were completely healed.