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"You want it?"

Bingyi curled his lips when he heard this, but then turned around and left without saying a word. He was caught by the hunter in anger and confusion and pushed him down against the tree wall. Even though the barrel of the hunting rifle was next to his neck, Bingyi was still helpless. He sneered fearfully and lowered his voice every word, like a snake hissing: "It's not a plaything that can make you come and go."

After hearing his words, the hunter took a breath. Instead of being irritated by Bingyi's strong words, his whole body calmed down: "You're right."

He stood up neatly, took back his shotgun, stretched out his hand to the man, and said sincerely: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

"The wolf is free, it never has a master."

Bingda said without any shame, standing on the moral high ground and scolding the hunter for a few words, then he stopped and stood up again with his hand. After secretly stretching his muscles, he discovered that the hunter was really strong. It seemed that although he had the disguise of a mask and a dress, his true strength (strength) could not be faked. For example, Bingyi felt that he was like a little kid in front of this hunter. Like a chicken, he could pick it up with just a lift of his hand.

"you are right."

The hunter noticed that he was moving his muscles and knew that his strength was unbearable for ordinary people. He might have hurt him just now, so he felt a little sorry. After thinking for a moment, the hunter took off a necklace from his neck and gave it to him.

"give you."

"What's this?"

"Icelandic necklace."

The hunter said succinctly: "It is said that deep in the glacier, there will be a kind of eternal blue ice. They are the wine that the gods held a banquet under the World Tree. Odin spilled the wine into the world when he was drunk, and fell into the glacier and turned into solid ice. Ice...just use it as a pendant. I have a lot more here. You can play with this."

nice one! Bingyi's emotions fluctuated, but his face remained calm. He took the blue diamond-shaped crystal tied by a rough black rope from the hunter's hand. It was very light and did not feel as cold as ice or like a gem. It was so clear that if the hunter hadn't told others, they would probably have thought it was a piece of plastic, but Bingyi did smell the mellow aroma of wine and became a little drunk.

This hunter was really born in Iceland, and he can get such necklaces, which shows that he is definitely connected to the ruins of Norse mythology - he also has many necklaces? Bingyi looked towards the hunter's neck and noticed his gaze. The hunter pulled off his collar in a showy manner, revealing a series of wolf fang necklaces... Okay.

Judging from the attitude revealed in his words, this hunter goes his own way and is a maverick and determined person. Even mythical props that he is not interested in will not care about them. Even the wolf fangs of little value he loves like treasures.

In this case, Bingyi would have a little more confidence in the plan in his mind.

"You really like wolves?"

After he took the necklace, his expression softened a little. He nodded slightly and wanted to turn around and leave. As soon as the hunter's expression darkened, he saw him stop again and look back hesitantly.

"certainly!"

Hearing him ask this question, the hunter felt like it was already dawn, and he felt refreshed. He pulled out those wolf tooth necklaces and babbled, "These are the deciduous teeth that the little wolf lost after four months of burning charcoal." "These are the baby teeth that the old wolf king lost in his old age "It's fangs, I sent it on its last journey" and so on. Bingyi's mind went blank when he heard it, and he looked at him with a smile on his face, approvingly.

"So, I'd like to take some photos of your wolf."

Fortunately, the commotion at the dance party interrupted the hunter's rambling. He felt that the atmosphere was over, so he retreated and did the next best thing.

To shoot this kind of work, he would have to track the wolf tracks over many years. In other words, he would have a long time to observe and get to know the wolf. The free and aloof wolf will not recognize any master, but it can recognize its friends.

"If there is a chance..."

Bingyi gave Fenrir the little wolf an official name: "The little ghost will definitely be happy to see someone who understands wolves like you."

What a great name for little ghost.

The hunter clicked his tongue and sketched the appearance of the ghost wolf in his mind, but before he could continue to think about it, he heard the man in front of him change his subject: "But the chance is slim, I will probably die tonight."

"The little ghost...it's very special. It won't survive if I die."

Bingyi smiled melancholy, but hesitated to speak: "Just now...that hunter shot and killed someone, which really scared me."

"It was a polar bear that was killed, not a human being."

The hunter was determined and his eyebrows were furrowed. He looked at the person in front of him carefully and put his fingers on the hunting rifle at his waist. The previously harmonious and joyful atmosphere between the two of them was swept away, and became cold and stagnant again. The sharp eyes like blades sent chills down Bingyi's spine, but he remained calm, pretending not to notice, and continued to look at them. The hunter expressed his trembling and helplessness. When he talked about how his death would hinder the little wolf, he was even more sincere and almost shed tears of sadness.

This man was really scared out of his wits by the dragon hunter's shot, and his behavior was completely different from before.

The hunter felt a little disgusted when he thought about it, but also agreed with his sincerity towards the little wolf. In fact, he also had extraordinary powers. The hunter could feel the close relationship between the souls of the wolf and this man from the tuft of wolf hair. When he was sad, the little wolf would probably feel the same way, wailing and whimpering. Thinking of this hunter made his whole body tingle, wanting to go and see that very unique... most unique little ghost right away.

He had to do something.

"I can't protect you."

The hunter said coldly. As soon as he said these words, the man in front of him shuddered and looked worried and uneasy. Although hidden by the dress, in the eyes of the hunter, this man was as tall as him, but he could feel that this man was very weak when he pushed him down against the tree wall again and again.

How could such a weak person be a polar bear?

But it’s not surprising that wolves only associate with predators.

The hunter figured it out and softened his tone, explaining: "There are my enemies among the hunters. Many people hate me and are afraid of me. If I protect you, you will become a target."

He is strong enough that he will not die, but the little green bear in front of him might not.

"I don't want you to protect me... Hey, friend, I'm glad to meet you."

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Hearing what he said, Bingyi's expression softened. He retorted hard, and then his tone softened. With helplessness and despair, he muttered: "Thank you for not killing me, okay, I have to go. After all, the dance is about to begin.”

He turned around and was about to leave, when he heard the hunter whispering behind him: "During the duration of the costume party, the hunter can kill people at will, and the party will not end early due to the death of a person."

Can you kill people while the costume party lasts without stopping? In other words, the rules tonight are not based on the inferred death toll! The costume party is over, does that mean the hunter can't kill after the horse racing starts?

"Do you think I will definitely die?"

With countless thoughts flowing in his mind, Bingyi stopped and turned around, with a hint of anger on his face. He growled: "I'm telling you, I..."

Click, the shotgun was loaded and pressed against his heart. Bingyi immediately raised his hands in surrender, but heard the hunter lower his voice: "Go into the maze."

"Don't make a sound, don't talk to me."

Success!

Bing held his breath and nodded repeatedly before being held hostage into the maze. After turning a corner, the hunter put his hunting rifle to his heart, then pulled his hand away and slapped the hunting rifle into his hand.

"This, this, this..."

Bingyi seemed to be confused by the sudden change, dumbfounded and speechless.

"Take my gun and put on my mask."

The hunter said as he picked, he might have been roasted long ago, but he picked

It was a blank.

The masks of this 'Masquerade' are really perfect. In the crowd outside, some passengers caught in the live broadcast also tried to take them off before their true faces were revealed.

"Put on my necklace and pretend to be me. No one dares to touch you."

The hunter spoke concisely and concisely. The dictator did not listen to the man's stuttering and wanted to speak, so he directly took off his mask and put it on his face.

"The mask and hunting rifle are the symbols of the hunter. Don't lose them. After the costume party, the hunter will no longer be able to kill people. We will exchange them back then."

"Hiding from the dragon, other hunters are not worth mentioning. Be careful of cold shots coming from behind. You only need to kill a polar bear before the masquerade is over, and my identity will not be suspected."

"What's your name, or what's your code name?"

Since you have to pretend, you have to pretend to be a little bit like it.

"My name is...my name is Wolf. No, this name is a bit dangerous. Hey, do you really want to exchange identities with me? But wouldn't you be very dangerous? You don't have to do this, brother, you really don't have to, God, you are like this What do I say..."

Bingyi was obviously moved and spoke incoherently. The hunter couldn't stand this disgusting tone and immediately said in disgust: "Okay, okay, if you keep talking, I'll shoot you."

What a coward. Seeing how this man turned from being moved to angry, looking at him angrily but not daring to say a word, the hunter couldn't help but want to laugh. There will only be one wolf king in the wolf pack, and the little ghost must be the dictatorial wolf king. If this person is not such a good-tempered person, I am afraid he will not have any soul contract with the little ghost.

Soul contract, the hunter is a little envious. But it was impossible for him to show it. In order to cover up the hunter's sneer, he jokingly said to the man who was hesitant to speak: "Okay, you didn't even think about your nickname in advance? I really don't know how you are alive until now. You know how to use a gun. You should know who a polar bear is and how to shoot and kill people. You don’t need me to teach you, little baby.”

"Of course I know - no, I am an Icelandic horse, how could I know, I have been a real man for a long time!"

Bingyi became angry and said, making the hunter laugh, meaningfully: "Oh - a real man."

"Of course! My wife loves me to death, don't laugh, I have to worry about whether you will screw up my dressage!"

"Come on, do you know what the unique steps of the Icelandic horses are? This dance step is different from those outside."

The hunter chuckled and waved his hand casually: "Okay, you better look at yourself more. Remember, you will be called George in this costume party."

George, what a popular name. If you pick someone out among the vast crowd in the West, you might be named George. However, his words made Bingyi's heart skip a beat. He looked at him calmly, with disgust on his face: "George, you are so ordinary."

"Ordinary, at least the secret won't be revealed."

The hunter was impatient to continue talking. He also wanted to go to the pet area to see the wolf before the dance started. As a hunter, of course he knew many secret doors leading to the outside. For example, there was one deep in the maze. Otherwise, how could he exchange identities with him just because he didn't want this man to die or the wolf to die?

Of course he wanted to see if he could cancel the soul contract and abduct the wolf!

"Don't worry, as long as you don't expose the secret, it won't be a problem to survive today safely."

There was something wrong in his heart, the hunter said hypocritically and perfunctorily, and then warned him to hold on tightly: "But if you reveal your secret, even Odin will not be able to save you!"

Although he said this, the hunter sneered in his heart. Everyone looked the same, even if they picked

However, a quarter of an hour later, the very satisfied hunter who went to see the wolf privately returned to the scene at the starting point of the dance. When he was choosing a dance partner, he suddenly saw the guy wearing his mask, standing in front of the dragon-horned hunter. Around you!

Does he not want to live anymore? The hunter almost turned his nose with anger! However, there was no time for him to give any more secret warnings. Just one bell rang, the band's music became passionate, and the elegant and enthusiastic voice of the local Icelandic host rang again.

"It's half past eight and the costume party has officially begun!"

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