John looked at the strong man in front of him. There were two corpses lying at the feet of the strong man. One of them had his head chopped off and was carrying it in his hand.
John knew the two people on the ground. Mr. and Mrs. Campbell were among his few friends. Last year, John personally rescued their family of three from the hands of river pirates. After that, the two became friends, especially little Ina, who often gave him
Mail your own gifts.
They said they wanted to come over to see me during the holidays this year, but they didn't expect that it would be like this when they met again.
The hunter opposite looked at John with a miraculous smile on his face. He was a perverted murderer. Even becoming a hunter was something he asked for. Every time he killed his prey, he would cut the victim's body into pieces, so he was beaten into pieces.
The title of "Corpse".
Now he was very interested in John. Although the prey opposite him was a little old, he looked very strong. What the shredder liked most was a strong body. The bodies of women and children were too soft and unattractive.
John looked at the shredder opposite with an expressionless expression. His eyes swept over the corpses of Mr. and Mrs. Kamble. Mr. and Mrs. Kamble were dead, but little Ina might still be alive. I want to find him.
At this moment he decided to be his true self, just like when he rescued them from the river pirates last year. John did not advocate violence, but he also had his own principles. When violence was needed to solve the problem, killing was the right choice.
It's as simple as breathing.
John took out a red cloth strip and tied it on his forehead solemnly. The corpse-shredder's smile gradually faded, because he was shocked to find that from the moment John tied the cloth strip, his whole temperament changed.
Everything has changed, those deep eyes are full of indifference to life.
The shredder suddenly had a ridiculous feeling, as if he was the prey...
The shredder couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere at first, and rushed towards John. The hand ax in his left hand flew out, pointed directly at John, and he took out a spike in his right hand.
John also started running wildly. He first started running, and then his speed became faster and faster. He ducked sideways to avoid the hand ax among the lightning and flint stones, and then suddenly accelerated his whole body, knocking down the corpse shredder with his whole body.
The branches and leaves are broken, and the earth and rocks are flying.
In an instant, the scene changed from extreme movement to extreme stillness.
The next second, a figure stood up. It was Old John. Looking at the ground, the corpse-shredder was already dead. An old-fashioned saber was inserted into the corpse-shredder's eye socket until it reached the hilt. John withdrew the sword and placed it on the corpse.
Wipe it clean and insert it into the leather holster on your waist.
The Kambles were dead, and he had to find Ina. The drone watched John walk into the jungle, and soon merged with the surroundings and disappeared without a trace.
What is going on? Nick is going crazy. Even women and old men can kill hunters at will. Is it because the hunters in this class are too weak or because the prey are too strong?
Just at this moment, the assistant rushed in and said, "I found it, I found it..."
Seeing Nick's black-faced assistant, his face was embarrassed, but he still whispered: "I found out their details."
Seeing that Nick had no objection, the assistant boldly continued: "I checked the information of all the preys, and there are three special people among them. The first man is called Steve Irwin, and he used to be a police officer in Los Angeles.
That woman's name is Monica Weiss, she's from the FBI commando team, and as for the old man..."
Speaking of this, the assistant hesitated, and Nick said impatiently: "What happened to the old man? Is he also a policeman?"
The assistant said: "Not the police, but more exaggerated than the police."
Seeing that Nick looked like he was about to eat someone, the assistant immediately continued: "The old man's name is John Rambo. He is a Green Beret, a veteran of the Vietnam War, and a recipient of the Congressional Medal. In other words, he was once a combat hero...
"
Nick suddenly felt like he had eaten shit. He grabbed an old man at random. He turned out to be a veteran of the Vietnam War and a former combat hero, but no matter how powerful he was, he was already old.
…
The battle between John and the Shredders is just a corner, and various killings are constantly being staged throughout the rainforest. Not every prey has the ability to turn defeat into victory. Most of them are just ordinary people who can't even resist in the face of cruel hunters.
They were slaughtered without even being able to muster the courage to do so.
Somewhere, a woman covered in blood was running wildly in the forest. Occasionally she would trip over vines and get a new bruise.
"help, help~~~"
The woman ran away and called for help, as if death was chasing her.
Behind a tree, a man exposed half of his head and peeked carefully. After seeing the woman, the man hesitated for a moment, and finally shouted: "Here, come here~~"
The woman, who was running around like a headless fly, heard the sound and looked around. When she saw the man, she was like seeing the savior and fled there in a hurry.
The man behind the tree came up to him. He looked quite strong, and he was holding a branch as a weapon. The man knew what happened to him. He once hid in the bushes and saw hunters hunting these ordinary people.
People, but the man is not afraid. He himself is a fitness instructor who teaches fighting. He does not think those people are powerful. Those who were killed just lacked the courage to resist.
"Help me~~"
The woman ran over, her voice panicking, and immediately hid behind the man after passing her.
The man comforted him and looked around vigilantly: "Who is chasing you? How many people are there?"
The man waited for a long time but did not see a reply from the woman. Just as he was about to turn around to check, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back.
"No one is chasing me."
Behind him, the woman no longer looked as panicked as before. She held a dagger in her hand. The dagger was inserted into the man's body until it penetrated the handle. It seemed that she was afraid that the man would still have some strength left, so the woman pulled out the dagger.
Plugged it in again.
"you……"
The man seemed to want to say something, but finally fell down unwillingly.
At this time, there was applause in the studio, and Nick introduced into the microphone: "Oh, what a perfect killing. This woman's name is Christina. Of course, this name is just a code name. In fact, she is a female employee of Mossad."
What spies are best at is disguise."
In the picture, the woman is cutting off the man's ear, and her face still has the panic expression from before.
…
Elsewhere, Owen was carefully sneaking through the dense forest. He moved very slowly, taking a few steps before stopping to observe the surrounding situation. There seemed to be no other sounds in the woods except for the chirping of insects and birds, but in fact, murderous intent was hidden everywhere.
After kissing the photo on the necklace, Owen put the necklace back into his arms, dear, I will definitely find you, wait for me.
Owen sneaked for a distance, kneeling on the ground, paying attention to everything around him like a beast looking for food. The surroundings were quiet, and Owen carefully controlled his movements to avoid startling the birds.
Suddenly, a feeling of heart palpitations hit Owen. He didn't know where the danger came from, but this warning sign had saved him many times.
In a flash of lightning, Owen rolled sideways, and while he was rolling, something flew past him.
Owen stood up, drew his bow, and locked the direction of the incoming object in an instant. He released his fingers, and the sharp arrow flew to the tree crown in front of him. Then a man fell from the tree crown screaming in pain, and fell to the ground, motionless.
Owen looked at the attacker. The arrow was still stuck in his body. Next to the attacker was a crossbow. This guy had used this crossbow to attack him before.