Strongest Demon Hunter of All-Heavens

Bain's body is tensed, the muzzle is aimed at Cole's brow, and even his finger is already on the trigger.

After a short hesitation.

"Ah...Fak!!"

His face was covered with fine sweat, depressed and extremely angry, he roared and pulled the trigger, but he was muzzle But right moved to the blood slave who appeared in the distance.

Cole threw the knife with one hand, staring into the distance, walked to his side and said, "Be prepared, our time is running out."

"What?!"

"Follow me."

The voice fell.

In the shocked gaze of the three SEALs, facing the huge number of enemies on the street, Cole held a knife, as if he didn't care about the number of enemies at all, and took the lead.

They also know that now is not the time for the sadness of the dead comrades.

If you can't break through, everyone will have to die here.

Bain made several tactical gestures to the two team members, raised his G3 rifle, shot the blood slave in the distance, covered Cole, lowered his body, and walked quickly.

The other two team members deal with the blood slaves on both sides and behind, leaning behind him.

Finally.

When the blood-sucking species rushed to the three people, like a flood, it swarmed into the intersection full of cars.

Under the dim street lamp.

Cole slashed the first one across the roof of the car and tried to pounce on his blood slave. The blazing blood flame was particularly dazzling in the night.

The nearby blood-sucking species who witnessed this scene retreated and shouted.

"Damn...he turned out to be that nightcrawler!"

"It's him! Vampire butcher, Cole · Walker!"

The vampire dared to be here Act wilfully on the streets of Los Angeles, largely because of the ordinary person category being unable to kill them.

Now.

When I met the vampire butcher in the rumor, many low-level blood slaves began to panic.

Everyone is afraid of death, and they are no exception.

Seeing the swarming vampires standing in the distance, they hesitated. The three SEALs exchanged their eyes. Baine said, "Hunter, do they know you?"

Cole Holding knives in both hands, indifferently said, "They are afraid of me."

The four are like reefs in the flood, guarding all around and moving forward quickly, all vampires that encounter them will consciously retreat to five meters later. .

Until one minute later, a hoarse ghost call suddenly sounded in the darkness.

"Cole? Frost is offering a reward of one million dollars to buy his life!!"

"One million dollars? Really?!"

"Frost Deacon ·Frost?!"

"It's him! I heard that guy killed his lover."

"haha! One million dollars go to me, bastards! "

The shot was shot.

A blood slave with pigtails, fancy clothes, and obvious drug kowtow, has not yet come within three meters of the four of them.

A silver bullet from the G3 rifle immediately turned his head into a big watermelon that was broken.

Bain's breathing is very rapid, and his spirit is very tight.

"Fire cautiously and wait for my order."

In his limited sight, the number of blood slaves could not be seen at a glance.

The huge oppression surrounded by him is challenging his psychological endurance all the time.

Even in the Gulf battlefield, he has never encountered such a desperate scene.

One hundred?

Or two hundred...?

Maybe it is just a meaningless data written on paper, but for him who has been on the real battlefield, this kind of enemy can no longer be counted in specific numbers in urban street fighting. describe.

It's completely a death trap! A Dark Forest that cannibalize people without spitting out bones!

Two hundred, it takes five minutes to queue for him to be shot. It may even be because the barrel is overheated that the enemy is not shot, but the barrel is broken.

Not to mention the extremely complex terrain, full of various blind spots and shadows at night.

Every step you take, you need to worry about the enemies lurking in the dark.

If there is no demon-hunter present, I am afraid that he and his team members will be torn to pieces by the crazy vampire species!

The atmosphere on the street gradually became serious and fell into a strange silence.

A roar broke the deadlock between the two sides.

"Kill him!"

"He has only one person!"

"The one million dollar bounty, we will kill him! "

In an instant, the blood slaves stood in the shadows and let out a harsh roar, and rushed towards Cole one by one!

Kick off the blood slave who is coming, stab his heart with a backhand, turn around and elbow to try to sneak attack his other blood slave, and chop off its neck.

Three SEALs back to back, shooting, while closely following Cole.

In the deafening gunfire, Bain yelled, "Walker! What do you do now?!"

Cole indifferently said, "Don't stop."

"What?!"

"Follow me!"

The six-lane intersection was full of cars, blocking their footsteps, but also slowing the blood slave's approach.

It's not like being completely blocked in the open area.

Cole holds the blood flame long knife in his hand, like a killer god, while maintaining the forward speed, he cuts melons and vegetables all the way.

Three SEALs followed behind him, shuttled among the traffic, and used long-range weapons to knock down and kill all the blood slaves that approached him.

In the dark shadows, there seemed to be countless blood-sucking species lurking.

No matter how many they kill, there will always be more blood slaves appearing in the nearby alleys and streets.

"Bain, I have no bullets!"

"Asshole!"

da da da ——

"Bain , Save me! Fuck! Get off my body, wild beast!"

"Glen!"

Before he shoots, Cole's long knife has already The blood slave cut it off!

Look down at the watch: 3:57 in the morning, there are still 3 minutes before the end of the time-limited mission!

The holographic map shows that the safe house where Rosie Einault is hiding is far away!

Cole said, "Did you see the house? Run, I'll be off."

"Go!"

Pull up the team members who fell on the ground , Bain put on the last magazine and killed the blood slave running from the side.

The other two players immediately used all one's strength and began to run to the target position desperately.

Cole pushes Baine and retreats.

Until you exit the traffic jam, turn around and run!

While running, he looked down at his watch: 3:59 in the morning.

The last one minute.

There is only the last one hundred and fifty meters away from the target location.

With Cole's current physical fitness, one hundred and fifty meters, full-strike, and it only takes more than eight seconds to run over.

Unfortunately, there are always blood slaves who do not have eyes on the road, copy them from the side bread, trying to win Frost's one million dollar bounty.

hopelessly muddled.

Seeing that there was not enough time, he hacked the blood slave in front of him with a knife, and killed the red-eyed Cole suddenly furiously said, "Frost is going to die! You are all going to die!"

Time is left. The last thirty seconds, but just one hundred and fifty meters away, there is still half of it.

Cole is holding back the fire now.

A million dollars is really that attractive?

These are humble and have no battle strength. Like insects, they will only be bloody slaves to disgusting people, and they will kill them all.

Now.

After completing the time-limited mission, he no longer wanted to find Frost's trouble immediately.

Just like the reward instructions of daywalker bloodline.

He wants these blood-sucking desperadoes to know who is the father!