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

Not only Xia Kai stopped, but also the hunter who was chasing him.

The blood-stained axe trembled slightly, and it was unclear whether it was out of fear or excitement.

"father!"

Fulla suddenly cried out excitedly.

“I found it.”

Liu Zheng was a little surprised.

Hearing his daughter's voice, Father John raised his head.

The face that was hidden by the bowler hat was finally completely exposed under the moonlight.

Hair as thick as weeds covered half of his face. Hot air came out of his open mouth, but it could not hide his sharp canine teeth.

"Fula?"

Father John looked blankly in his daughter's direction and called out in a hesitant tone.

"It's me, Dad. Mom's out looking for you. Have you seen her?"

Fulla asked loudly.

"Fula, did you hear that?"

Father John did not answer his daughter's question, but asked it in return.

"What did you hear, Dad?"

"They are singing, they are singing in my blood. Oh no, no no, they are the blood, the blood is singing!"

Father John's voice suddenly became high-pitched.

Then, he looked straight at Liu Zheng.

"I saw something, a stranger like me. You don't smell of blood, but you can't hide it from me. There's something wrong with you. Stay away from my daughter!"

Father John suddenly raised the rifle in his hand and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Liu Zheng waved the butcher knife and blocked it in front of himself.

Sparks flew and the teeth-grinding sound of metal clashing filled the night sky.

The mercury bullet was bounced off the butcher knife and shot into the dead tree next to it.

"It seems like your father needs to be beaten up and sobered up."

He shrugged.

"Can you please not kill my dad?"

Fulan had tears in her eyes, but she did not make any move to pull Liu Zheng.

"That depends on whether he wants to die or not. You, stay where you are, don't move. If you move a finger, I'll blow your head off."

Liu Zheng raised a tentacle and pointed at Xia Kai, then walked towards Father John with a butcher knife.

(End of this chapter)

269. Chapter 268 Stand Still

269.

Father John looked at the other man walking towards him.

That magical perception constructed the image of the other person in his mind.

Even in his hometown, the other party's dress was too unconventional, let alone in Art, where the style tends to be conservative.

Moreover, there seemed to be a shadow shrouding the other party.

"He's a man who hides his head but shows his tail."

Father John grunted and tightened his grip on the long-handled axe.

The meat saw, threaded staff, and long-handled axe are the three most commonly used weapons by workshop hunters.

Among them, the spiral staff and the long-handled axe are weapons that only experienced hands can master skillfully, and if used improperly, they may even hurt yourself.

Unlike the threaded staff, which is known for its elegance and agility, the long-handled axe symbolizes pure destruction and violence.

Because it is pure, it is efficient.

Hunter is just a job for Father John, through which he earns money and protects his family.

Therefore, he transferred the area he was responsible for to the Yadan Cemetery which was closest to his home.

Father John comes here every night of attendance.

He would kill all the beasts as quickly as possible, and then return home as quickly as possible to enjoy time with his family.

And tonight is no exception.

No matter what means the other party used to deceive Fulla, he would kill the other party, then take his daughter home and tell his wife to take good care of her.

By the way, where is his wife Shirley?

A question suddenly popped up in Father John's mind, and then his brain seemed to boil.

"what!!!"

He howled in pain, his canines growing outwards again, and his face covered with more hair.

The singing in the blood became even louder, suppressing all of Father John's thoughts.

they said.

"Hunter, Hunter, you don't need to be so miserable."

"Hunter, hunter, song will guide the way."

"Hunter, hunter, your weapons thirst for the kill."

"Hunter, hunter, fill the void with blood."

"Blood, yes, I need more blood. It's so delicious, so sweet."

Father John stuck out his tongue and licked the sharp canine teeth, leaving a bloody groove on the tip of his tongue.

The smell of blood stimulated his taste buds and made him feel even more empty.

"There are beasts everywhere, and sooner or later you will become one of them!"

John roared and rushed towards the strange figure, brandishing a long-handled axe.

"Are you talking about yourself?"

Liu Zheng replied calmly, then raised his butcher knife.

"clang!"

The loud sound of metal colliding echoed in the cemetery.

The tentacles wrapped around the handle sank slightly.

"Oh, that's interesting."

Liu Zheng raised his eyebrows.

As expected, he is a hunter responsible for hunting wild beasts. He is completely different from the beasts transformed by ordinary residents.

Father John's strength was obviously much stronger than the young hunter he had met before, and his madness was also much deeper than that young hunter.

Judging from his face, he is very close to being a beast.

Liu Zheng didn't know how to cure the beast disease, but he knew how to tame the beast.

That is, beat them until they dare not show their teeth.

The recoil from the hunter's axe made Father John sober up a little. The hunter's instinct was not just crazy killing, but also cunning like a wild beast.

He had never encountered a human being who could take his axe so easily, and the other party even used one hand.

"Beast? No, I don't smell blood. What the hell are you?"

Father John used the recoil force to retreat, and with a few jumps he retreated more than ten meters. He was so agile that he didn't look like a middle-aged man at all, but more like a nimble cheetah.

"I'm just a food delivery guy, and I do some purchasing on the side. Well, you better just stand there and take the beating, so we can save some time. I still have a lot of work to do."

Liu Zheng said leisurely.

"Insanity!"

His attitude angered Father John, who raised his hand and fired another shot.

Gunshots rang out, and Father John moved faster than the bullets.

He threw away the flintlock and tore open the folded axe handle while running. The short axe, which was only arm long, immediately turned into a long-handled axe nearly as tall as a person.

And when the axe handle was fully extended, he also ran in front of Liu Zheng.

Using the momentum of the charge, Father John swung the long-handled axe.

The axe made a heavy sound as it chopped through the air, and its ferocious momentum left no doubt that it could cut Liu Zheng in two.

Fortunately, he is not human.

Liu Zheng raised the butcher knife again, and this time he used two tentacles.

Blood splattered, and Father John's tall figure flew backwards, his left cheek swollen high, and a few blackened teeth fell on the grass with blood.

Liu Zheng's third tentacle dropped, and the wood at the end of the buttstock cracked slightly.

If he hadn't promised Fulla to try his best to save her father, he would have used a meat saw just now.

Of course, Father John's reaction speed exceeded his expectations, and what he was aiming at was actually the opponent's temple.

"Oh, the pain feels so good, it makes me feel alive."

Father John quickly steadied himself and muttered to himself.

Hearing his words, Liu Zheng had a strange expression on his face. Could this guy also be a member of the Church of Pain?

As Father John spoke, he pulled out a syringe from his coat pocket and stabbed it into his thigh without hesitation.

The plasma inside instantly poured into his blood vessels, so fast that it seemed as if it had run in by itself.

The swelling on his swollen cheeks quickly subsided, and even his broken teeth grew roots again.

"Is this blood therapy? Awesome."

Liu Zheng said enviously.

This effect is equivalent to that of recovery items of excellent quality or above, right?

This syringe seems to be standard equipment for hunters. Putting aside the possible side effects, even he does not have such a luxurious configuration.

Blood therapy not only cured Father John's injuries, but also improved the activity of his blood.

The excited blood rushed through his veins, making his whole body numb and itchy.

And his eyes were almost bulging out.

"Blood, I need more blood."

Father John's instincts were further unleashed, and he leaped high into the air, swinging the axe in mid-air.

The pale moonlight shone on the blood-stained axe, making this already terrifying weapon look even more terrifying.

His muscles expanded as he jumped, making his wide hunter windbreaker bulge high.

Xia Kai could imagine what kind of muscular monster was beneath that seemingly old appearance.

He asked himself, if he were facing this axe, would he be able to take it?

The answer is, no.

What if it’s this new big guy?

"It might work?"

Xia Kai thought uncertainly.

After all, a large part of a player's strength comes from his own items, and this big guy is covered in gold, and it is obvious at first glance that he is wealthy.