It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

"Indeed, I smell blood on you."

He stuck the torch into the wall and then took out a strange-looking weapon from behind him.

It was a large meat saw, which looked somewhat similar to Liu Zheng's serrated butcher knife.

But its handle is curved in an S shape and is wrapped with a lot of bandages.

Although it obviously looked inferior to Liu Zheng's butcher knife in quality, it had a more ferocious feeling.

"Follow me, or I will hunt you."

The hunter opened the mechanism, and the meat saw that had been folded up immediately unfolded.

"Follow you and be slaughtered like pigs and dogs? Don't think I don't know your methods, you inhuman executioners."

Anko was completely enraged by his arrogant attitude and no longer controlled his words.

"You said I was crazy, but you should look at yourself in the mirror first. Look at the blood in your eyes. What's the difference between you and those beasts?"

"The taste of blood, you will soon turn into a beast. Why not..."

The hunter suddenly raised the flintlock in his hand and pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

The roar of loud gunfire echoed through the alley.

"Hunting early."

The hunter's cold voice spoke only after the bullet had left the gun.

The large bullet instantly traveled through a distance of more than ten meters and shot towards Anko's head.

The flintlock rifle, which looks primitive in shape, bursts out with power greater than that of a rifle due to the addition of mysterious craftsmanship.

Anko's eyes widened. With the enhancement of his blood, he saw the trajectory of the bullet, but his body was unable to dodge it.

"Move! Move!"

He desperately gave orders to his body, but there was no response.

After all, he was not a trained hunter, and he had even received blood treatment very rarely.

Just when Anko thought he was going to die, a butcher knife stood in front of him.

"clang!"

The sound of high-speed metal collision pierced his eardrums, and his body finally moved, rolling to the ground.

The bullet deformed and ruptured under the action of the reaction force, splashing out silver liquid.

That's mercury, and hunters put it in their bullets to increase their lethality to wild animals.

A stream of blood spurted out, sparkling in the firelight.

Liu Zheng looked at his tentacle, which had a gap on it, and an extra red vein on the serrated butcher knife.

This is the "Self-Eating Spirit", which strengthens the attack power at the cost of devouring the master's flesh and blood, and it cannot be turned off.

If an ordinary person used this knife, he would probably kill himself before killing the enemy.

But for Liu Zheng, this loss is just a drop in the bucket.

"I originally thought that going out shopping would cultivate my body and mind, but I didn't expect that people outside the metropolis would be so simple and honest."

He swung the butcher knife, knocking the bullet embedded in it to the ground.

"In that case, I'll communicate with you in the Metropolitan way."

Liu Zheng pointed his hooves and rushed forward suddenly.

The speed is so fast that it even exceeds the bullet shot by the hunter.

When he rushed to the hunter, the wound on his tentacles was completely healed.

(End of this chapter)

258. Chapter 257 It’s not good to do it in front of the children

258.

"So fast!"

The hunter's mind, which had been a little confused due to long-term hunting, was instantly awakened.

The huge figure rushed in front of him like a wall.

The hunter had no doubt that if he was hit by the other party, he would be crushed.

He bent his knees and exerted force, and his body bounced up as if it was equipped with a spring, and his wide windbreaker fluttered in the air.

The meat saw in his hand was raised high, ready to strike the stranger below with a heavy blow as soon as it landed on the ground.

Although, the hunter himself is also a foreigner.

But obviously, he miscalculated.

He was not facing those beast-like residents who were ferocious but not flexible enough, but a quadrilateral warrior who possessed both strength and agility.

And there are more than just two hands.

A black shadow shattered the sound of the wind and knocked the jumping hunter away.

The slight sound of bone cracking was covered up by the crisp sound of whipping, and then there was a heavy sound of hitting the ground.

"cough!"

The hunter coughed up a mouthful of thick blood, and his originally scarlet eyes became somewhat unfocused.

Liu Zheng retracted his tentacles and walked towards the hunter who was lying on the ground.

"Watch out for him injecting himself with blood!"

Anko reminded.

"Ok?"

He looked at the hunter, who had taken out a syringe filled with plasma in his right hand and secretly stabbed his thigh.

At this distance, if he threw the butcher knife, he could directly cut off the hunter's thigh.

However, Liu Zheng did not take any action, but watched the hunter pierce the needle into his body.

The hunter did not notice Liu Zheng's abnormality. His instinct for survival and thirst for blood drove him to press the piston.

The thick plasma was quickly injected into his body and was rapidly accepted and absorbed by his original blood.

The hunter's scattered gaze instantly focused, he threw away the empty syringe, and stood up.

He looked at Liu Zheng, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

"You are strong."

He stated the facts.

"But the more this happens, the more I cannot let you wander the streets. If someone like you turns into a beast, countless hunters will die at your hands."

The hunter said seriously.

Compared to his neurotic appearance just now, he looked much more normal at this moment.

"Well, is there a possibility that if I don't randomly transfuse blood into my body like you guys do, I won't transform into a beast?"

Liu Zhengxu said with his eyes wide open.

"You mean, the beast disease is related to blood therapy?"

The hunter was stunned.

"Otherwise, could it be transmitted through the air? If so, then there would be no normal people in this city any longer, right?"

"And haven't you done any statistics? I guess most of the beast-transformed residents are adults?"

He said with a curled lip.

The church that holds power through blood therapy, hunters who rely on blood to heal injuries, and blood gems extracted from the bodies of powerful beasts, the truth is obvious no matter how you look at it, right?

"No, blood therapy is the gift of sacred blood. It is the righteous way to keep humans away from disease and pain. I will not allow you to slander it like this!"

The hunter said excitedly.

"So, are the people who taught me this good thing enjoying it?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Of course, I saw with my own eyes the clergy of the church receiving blood therapy."

The hunter said without hesitation.

"Well, it seems that Art is in bigger trouble than we thought."

He said speechlessly.

Just as many gang leaders who sell drugs would not take drugs themselves, he originally thought that church members would not accept blood therapy themselves.

Now it seems that everyone in Art, from the top to the bottom, is a victim of blood therapy.

If only ordinary residents and hunters received blood therapy, at least the upper order could be maintained.

But if the people in the church also begin to transform into beasts, then this city will not be far from complete collapse.

According to the tavern owner, a similar large-scale beast transformation incident had happened before, and the result was probably that the church ordered hunters to burn down the entire Old At.

There is nothing new under the sun. Once the church finds that it cannot control the situation, it will probably resort to the same old tricks again.

It seems that his actions are going to speed up.

If New Art gets burned down again, who will replenish the supplies he needs?

Liu Zheng has experience in setting fires, but he is not good at putting them out.

"salmon."

He shouted and raised the butcher knife.

The hunter immediately became alert and took a defensive stance.

However, Liu Zheng just held the butcher knife and had no intention of attacking.

"What tricks are you playing?"

The hunter asked, frowning.

"You'll know soon enough. Be gentle and don't kill him."

he reminded.

"Meow! (Got it)"

With a loud meow, a breeze blew on the hunter's neck.

His hair stood on end, and his hunting instinct drove him to lower his head and hide, but it was too late.

The butcher in the bloody restaurant's kitchen hit him accurately on the back of the head. The penetrating force of the pink flesh pad made him faint instantly.

The hunter staggered twice as if he was drunk, then fell to the ground, his life or death unknown.

"He didn't kill me, did he?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Still alive, meow."

The calico cat said after touching the hunter's carotid artery.

"Very good, drag him onto the cart. You are responsible for watching him, and knock him out again if he wakes up."

he ordered.

"Okay meow."

The calico cat hooked its claws onto the straps of the hunter's windbreaker and dragged him onto the cart like a dead dog.

"Mr. Liu Zheng, isn't it inappropriate for you to do this?"

Anko said carefully.