last hunter

Chapter 12, Vengeance

Chapter 12, Revenge

A chill began to spread from Ji Yufeng's limbs, and he couldn't move his whole body. He saw a girl with hunched shoulders, wearing the same school uniform as him, and a ponytail, slowly getting up from the bed.

The girl's facial features were hidden in the shadows, her back was facing Ji Yufeng, her shoulders shrugged slightly.

The tightly bound man on the bed seemed to be spitting out the cloth strip that blocked his mouth while twisting, and let out a cry like a pig being killed.

The sound seemed to irritate her, and she reached out to pick off the black cloth bag from the man's head.

The man opened his eyes cautiously while shouting for help.

"Xiao Ru! Xiao Ru, save Dad!!"

"You're not my dad..." The girl's voice was dry and hoarse, like stones rubbing heavily against the blackboard.

"I, I, okay, I'm not, at least I've raised you and your mother for so many years..."

Ji Yufeng took two steps back, he couldn't see the girl's expression.

But the man's sweat-soaked face was contorted with fear.

The girl lifted the man into the air with one hand, and fell to the ground fiercely. A trembling wailing escaped from the man's mouth.

Ji Yufeng seemed to hear the sound of bones cracking.

"Don't move." Xiaoya didn't know when she slipped to his side, her fingers pinched into one of his arms, her lips were slightly parted, and her fangs grazed his neck.

Ji Yufeng turned his head in disgust.

"If you don't want to eat, it's other people's food. You have to learn how to compete with other people for food." In Xiaoya's eyes, there was a look that didn't belong to her age.

Ji Yufeng's back leaned against the cool glass, and his other hand gradually slipped out of his trouser pocket.

The gust pierced through the quiet air, and no one saw Ji Yufeng's movements clearly. In the next second, the knife in his hand pierced Xiaoya's heart accurately.

Black blood poured from the wound like a fountain.

Xiaoya collapsed to the ground stiffly like a puppet with broken strings.

Ji Yufeng's hands were still shaking, he gritted his teeth, and rushed to the girl with ponytail, her forehead hair blocked her eyes, and there were faint freckles on her cheekbones.

"stop!"

She had torn off the man's clothes with one hand, her sharp claws rested on her chest, and bright red blood slowly flowed out from under her fingertips.

Ji Yufeng wanted to pull her hand away, but she pushed it away with a palm, hitting the glass wall with a "boom".

The claws scratched across the skin of the man's abdomen, blood and yellow fat flowed out, and the edges of the incision were smooth, as if cut by a scalpel.

The man was pressed tightly to the ground by the girl, his eyes had already started to roll around, and fragmented sentences spit out unconsciously from his mouth.

"Xiao Ru, I was wrong."

"give me a chance."

"beg……."

The smell of human flesh and blood filled every corner of the room.

Ji Yufeng suddenly felt his body temperature rise a bit, and he began to feel dizzy.

Control is being lost.

He grabbed the saber with his right hand and stabbed it into the back of his left hand——

"clang--"

A white hand firmly grasped his right hand which was hanging in the air.

Black blood flowed down the wrist and onto the back of his hand.

"If you want to die, why don't you let me try what will happen to you if you eat it."

Xiaoya licked her lips, her snow-white face was as miserable as a fluorescent lamp.

Ji Yufeng was dumbfounded, the wound in her heart healed, and her blood slowly coagulated.

Fuck, you can't die like this?

Ji Yufeng vaguely heard Xu Jian say before that the fatality of the red blood race lies in the heart. Could it be that he is particularly unlucky? ?

"Boom—" the loud sound shook everyone's eardrums.

The white anti-theft door was crumbling, and finally collapsed with a pile of broken bricks and cement blocks.

Qin Kong rushed in almost instantly, and kicked a big hole in the glass wall of Ji Yufeng's room, and the spider web-like cracks quickly spread around.

Fry to pieces.

"Ah—" Xiaoya covered her ears and squatted down screaming.

Another black figure barged in from outside the door and wrestled with Qin Kong.

Qin Kong scolded his mother, his face was covered with blood, but he just couldn't get close to Ji Yufeng.

"Next, use this!" Qin Kong threw something over during the fight.

Ji Yufeng unconsciously stretched out his hand to catch it in the air, and a jet-black long nail fell into his hand. The thickest part was like a thumb, and the thinnest tip was almost hairy but extremely hard. The length of the nail was about the same as his palm, and its weight was heavier The appearance is unexpectedly much heavier, the nails are tattooed with complicated patterns, the material cannot be seen, and there is a shimmer of light under the lights.

"Pierce through the heart." Before he could say this, Qin Kong was kicked out of the house by the man opposite him.

This "Shen Yunfeng" is really difficult.

Half an hour ago, as soon as Qin Kong arrived near the studio, he noticed a cold aura winding in the icy air.

Look up.

The Shen Yunfeng who appeared by the banyan tree in the small school square before squatted on the roof and smiled at herself.

I laugh at your mother.

Qin Kong was about to run away.

The opponent's shots were very restrained, and every punch was just right.

Ka Ka vomited blood and cracked fractures, but none of them were fatal.

Qin Kong rushed over, hugged his leg, jumped down from the sky, and pressed his body with his own weight and acceleration of gravity.

All weapons are on.

Almost all airdrops.

I can't even see how he got out of the way.

The opponent's face has been deformed by him, with bruises and bloodstains intertwined on the top of his head.

But the man always had a smile on his lips.

The kind of contempt that a tiger looks at a cat stretching its small arms and dancing its paws.

"what--"

A heart-piercing cry exploded like fireworks over the industrial area, and then fell silent like a stone thrown into the darkness.

Xiaoya writhed on the ground, and the black spike on her chest almost completely disappeared into her clothes.

Her body fell to the ground like a mercury thermometer, and instantly turned into large and small black blood beads, rolling on every corner of the marble floor.

Gee.

In order to lock Qin Kong's hands and feet, Shen Yunfeng didn't care that his face was completely deformed by the fist, and one arm was hanging limply by his side.

He muttered, "Forget it."

never mind?Qin Kong was so angry that his lungs would explode.

It was like fighting a living zombie without pain.

"Next time."

Shen Yunfeng lacked interest and kicked Qin Kong one last time.

Suddenly disappeared into the night.

Qin Kong stood on the spot and blew the cold wind for a while, and his feverish head finally calmed down.

Turned around and walked into the studio.

Ji Yufeng was being stepped on his chest by that Youlan girl, panting fiercely, out of breath.

Whoa, what day is it today!

The girl held half of her intestines in her hand, dripping blood, and stuffed them viciously into her mouth.

While chewing vigorously, we burst into tears.

"Listen to me, if you eat that scum, you will never go back."

Ji Yufeng said sincerely, his face had turned slightly blue, and he felt severe suffocation in his throat.

This little brat, how could he have the leisure to transform others!

Qin Kong suddenly didn't want to save him anymore.

Every muscle in his body was aching from the scuffle just now.

The ponytail girl stopped her mouth movement, crouched down with a bang, and cried loudly with her head in her arms.

"I hate him, I hate him."

"I want to eat him, I want revenge."

"sure."

Qin Kong leaned against the shattered glass wall, the corners of his eyes were raised, and he was fooling around.

"Eat him, and then you become something like him."

Stop being human.

He casually pulled out a silver nail and twirled it between his fingers.

This is a nail made of a special Mithril, and the complicated patterns are actually blood grooves.

Ji Yufeng struggled to sit up, and finally breathed fresh air into his lungs.

He coughed a few times, and watched Qin Kong easily throw the silver nail like a game of throwing darts.

The black light drew a blinding arc in the air.

Piercing the back of the figure who was about to sneak away in one fell swoop, the flesh | body | instantly turned into a puddle of blood.

It was the girl with short hair that Ji Yufeng had watched her eat before.

Ji Yufeng tried his best to insert such a thick nail into Xiaoya's chest.

Qin Kong did it like a joke.

Qin Kong straightened up lazily, picked up two red beads from the two bloodstains, and stuffed them into his pocket.

"Hey, are you ready?"

Qin Kong did not know where to take out a small glass bottle filled with purple liquid. The glass bottle was in the perfect shape of water droplets. He looked at the light.Xu Jian is very fond of this poison, mainly because Qin Kong hasn't killed Youlan people for a long time.

This time, I guess I have to bring some rice back to Xu Jian.

The girl with the ponytail let out a rough growl from her chest, and threw herself directly beside the bloody body on the ground, biting it.

Ji Yufeng turned his head away, his eyes stared blankly at a certain corner of the room.

The sound of chewing and swallowing like a beast filled my ears.

I feel a little cold in my heart.

Qin Kong touched his head, his hair was soft, like a chicken's down.

"Okay."

……

The tasks of actual combat teaching and observation teaching were completed today.

"Are you okay." Ji Yufeng realized that Qin Kong was covered in injuries. He was wearing a black windbreaker, and the fabric was stained and mottled with blood.

"It's okay." Qin Kong beckoned, Ji Yufeng didn't know why, so he leaned over.

"Let me lean on you." Qin Kong hooked Ji Yufeng's neck with one hand, and put most of his weight on him.

The place where the calf was broken was really painful.

Ji Yufeng looked like a sack was hanging on his body, and he looked at the messy studio in confusion.

Thanks to the remoteness of this industrial park, it is estimated that Xiaoya chose this place as a studio because the rent is cheap, and there is not even a security guard at night.

"Old Qin, what should we do?"

Ji Yufeng felt the body temperature of the person on his body go from hot to cold.

I won't have a fever.

"It exploded."

"What to fry?! What to fry???" Ji Yufeng's mouth was retarded.

Qin Kong pouted outward, Ji Yufeng carried him to an open space outside the door, and then watched him take out a pack of |explosive|explosives from the backpack behind him.

Ji Yufeng was dumbfounded.Dare to feel this thing is also made by Xu Jian?

"This thing is used to fry mines, be careful. Also, run faster in a while."

……

A wave of heat soared into the sky, and the scarlet flames bloomed coquettishly.The intense light engulfed the night sky and turned the river red.

Under the crumbling firelight, the two figures flashed across the night sky like meteors, disappearing in an instant.

Qin Kong looked at Ji Yufeng who was sweating all over his forehead beside him, but he had another question in his mind.

Who is the ghost king targeting one after another?

"Today, a fire broke out in an old warehouse of a fireworks factory in an industrial park. No casualties have been reported so far..."

The host of the evening news calmly read the urgent report, and said good night to the audience with a smile.

"How did you find out that the next door is a fireworks factory warehouse?" Qin Kong, who was wrapped up like a mummy, sat on the sofa, eating an apple that Ji Yufeng had peeled leisurely.

Ji Yufeng picked up the mercury thermometer, shook it a few times, and handed it over.

"There is a sign at the door, which says Anxin Fireworks Factory"

Qin Kong frowned and pushed his hand away.

Ji Yufeng sighed, reached out and touched the mummy's forehead, it was so hot.

Qin Kong glared at him dissatisfied with his light golden pupils.

As soon as Ji Yufeng entered the park, he saw a big blue sign with mottled paint, pointing in the direction they were heading.

Then, on the roof of the studio, he saw a person sitting there.

A slender man with long black hair shining silvery in the moonlight.

The man's eyes seemed to be golden.

"Old Qin, the person you fought with today..."

"Shen Yunfeng."

"Ah? Teacher Shen? How is it possible."

"It's really impossible."

Qin Kong moved his head to a comfortable position on the sofa, and Ji Yufeng immediately stuffed a cushion under it conspicuously.

"It's the ghost king, he can transform into different images."

Qin Kong's voice was muffled, and it was unbearable to be folded in this guy's hands.

"What the hell is the ghost king?" Ji Yufeng peeled apples very well, and cut them to the end.

Qin Kong's eyes were a little distracted, yes, what the hell is the ghost king.