Justin and Bob are both senior agents, with very superb abilities in both firearms use and melee combat.
It can be said that no one who can join the Hurricane Bureau is an easy person.
However, such an elite agent was restrained after just one encounter. He didn't even have time to react, and was lifted into the air like a chicken.
"damn it!"
Justin behind him didn't hesitate at all, raised the gun in his hand and pulled the trigger at the tall figure.
"Bah bang bang!"
Several dull sounds sounded, and all the bullets hit their targets.
However, looking at the man in front of him who was not affected at all, Justin's heart suddenly sank.
Before he could make the next move, a big hand flew over quickly and hit him in the chest.
Justin only felt a sharp pain, and his whole body involuntarily flew backwards four to five meters and fell hard to the ground.
"Haha, I found two little mice."
Behind the door, the tall man made a low mocking sound.
As he spoke, he used his right hand to force Bob's head and hit it against the wall.
There was a loud "bang", and Bob, who was still struggling, immediately stopped moving, and a stream of liquid seeped out from the tall man's hand.
"No! What did you do, bastard!"
Seeing this scene, Justin was filled with grief and anger. He took out a pistol from the other pocket and pulled the trigger at the figure.
However, the result this time was the same as before. The bullet hit the man and went like a mud cow into the sea without causing any waves.
The man dusted off the place where he was hit by the bullet. There was only a small bullet hole on his clothes, without even a trace of blood, as if he was wearing a bulletproof vest.
"First of all, just give one sacrifice to Lord Makula at a time. After all, there are too many rats and they are very noisy..."
He bent down slightly and was able to cross the wooden door in front of him. After he walked over, Justin finally saw clearly the appearance of the person in front of him.
It was a monster over two meters tall, with black scales all over its body.
He has human facial features, sharp teeth like sharks, and a pair of dark yellow eyes.
The man's physique was extremely strong, and the small wooden door could barely allow him to pass by.
"Monster! You are indeed a monster! You bastards! You have already started experimenting on living people!"
Justin was out of bullets. He was cursing crazily and trying to get up and run away.
However, the severe pain in his chest prevented him from using any strength and could only struggle helplessly.
"Haha, monster?"
The man took a few steps forward, and every step he took was extremely heavy on the ground. The footsteps seemed to penetrate people's hearts, making people feel a kind of groundless fear when they heard it.
"You dirty rats, how can you understand the greatness of Lord Makula? I am a work of art created by Him, how dare you use the word monster to describe me!?"
The man was very angry. He walked up to Justin in two steps, grabbed his head and lifted it up.
"Uh... uh..."
Justin let out a cry of pain and kicked his legs.
A cruel smile appeared on the man's face, and his fingers used force, as if he wanted to crush the head of the man in front of him.
"Stop it, Locas."
At this moment, a voice sounded from behind the wooden door. Hearing the words, the tall man stopped smiling immediately, and a flash of fear flashed across his ugly and ferocious face.
"Lord God Envoy."
The man released his palm, casually threw Justin to the ground, turned around and said respectfully to the visitor.
"Well, Locas, have you forgotten what I told you? You have to restrain your desires. Lord Makula doesn't like brainless beasts."
"Yes, I understand, this is what the God Envoy taught you."
The man named Locas was extremely respectful at the moment, without any trace of the arrogance he had before.
"Okay, this time there is exactly one missing sacrifice. Let's lock him up first. I will offer it to Lord Makula tomorrow."
"As commanded."
Listening to the conversation between the two, Justin's heart felt cold.
He tried hard to open his eyes and try to see clearly the appearance of the "God Envoy" just now, but his head was in severe pain, and his ears kept buzzing, as if they were about to burst at any time.
"Haha, two little mice who don't know the heights of the world actually followed me here. They are really asking for their own death."
The man came over and seemed to be looking at Justin on the ground. After a moment, he said to the strong man beside him:
"It seems that our base here has been exposed. Lorcas, complete your mission as soon as possible and place the black rats in place. If there is even the slightest mistake, you should know the consequences."
When Locas heard this, he seemed to have thought of some horrific scene, and couldn't help but feel excited all over.
It was at this time that Justin, who had been struggling to support him, finally understood the identity of the other party.
It seems that this so-called envoy of God is the Hanbi that he and Bob are tracking!
Thinking of this, he felt relaxed all over and couldn't hold on anymore. He rolled his eyes and passed out.
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On the other side, it is located in a small town on the outskirts of Bali City.
An off-road vehicle parked at the front door of a tavern. Several pedestrians passing by looked at it curiously, then turned back and continued what they were doing before.
"Uh-huh!"
The car door was opened, and five or six big men walked out carrying a black box. Judging from their skillful posture, they looked like a professional team.
Several people nodded to the bodyguards in front of the tavern as a greeting, and then entered without any hindrance.
Many young people who saw this scene were also very surprised, because the Wildfire Tavern in front of them seemed to have never been open to the public.
At least they tried several times but hit a wall one after another. Over time, rumors started to spread here.
It is said that this Wildfire Tavern is a mysterious tavern that only certain members can enter. However, everyone who has played in it is like going to a fairyland and cannot extricate themselves.
In the tavern, the music was not as noisy and harsh as expected, but instead very soft.
There were not many guests, and they were sitting in the hall in twos and threes, talking quietly.
The true identities of these people are bounty hunters who lick blood from their muzzles. Most of them are from Gaul, and some are from other parts of the world.
Now, in addition to being able to hand over tasks, the Wildfire Tavern is also a place where this group of bounty hunters gather and relax on weekdays.
Some outsiders can even open a room and use this place as a temporary place to rest.
Several members of the professional team were accustomed to all this. They carried the large black box, walked through the corridor outside, and went straight to the bar of the tavern.
"Boom!"
A dull sound sounded, and the large black box was thrown to the ground by several people.
Judging from the noise it made, the capacity of the box should have reached an exaggerated level.
This noise immediately attracted everyone's attention. Everyone looked at the huge black box and whispered.
"Hey, who do I think it is? It turns out they are people from the 'Rodent Exterminator Squad'."
"Yes, I heard that they have submitted a lot of black mouse carcasses recently, which has doubled the price of mutant mice."
"Meow, what's double? Your news has been out of date a long time ago! Now the mutant mice are only 8,000 each! I managed to catch two last time, but they only sold for 16,000."
"Only sixteen thousand? That's indeed a bit too little, but these rats give quite a lot of hunter points. Each one has 1 point. If we kill a few more, we can redeem those special potions."
"Potion..."
When the man from before heard this, a flash of hope and hesitation flashed in his eyes.
After completing tasks in the Wildfire Tavern, hunters in the Wildfire Tavern will receive a certain number of points in addition to ordinary rewards.
These points can be used to upgrade the hunter's level so that he can take on more advanced missions in the future.
Or consume it and exchange it for some cherished items.
These redeemable items can be viewed in your own hunter terminal. They are of various types and are all rare things.
For example, sophisticated weapons that have been modified and equipment used to fight in special environments. It is rumored that they are cold weapons and armors made of mutant beast materials. In some cases, they have better effects than hot weapons.
In addition to these things, there are some incredible magical items, and this magical potion is one of them.
Of course, the points required to redeem the magical potion are very high. So far, I have not heard of any hunter from that team successfully collecting the points.
Therefore, many people are still somewhat skeptical about this.
Although they have come into contact with a corner of this extraordinary world earlier than ordinary people.
But to these hunters, the so-called extraordinary world is just some genetically mutated animals causing chaos.
It is precisely because of this that they are hesitant to believe the potion that is said to be able to change a person's physical quality.
After all, such things can always remind people of some terrifying and weird biochemical experiments. Even if you have enough points, you may not dare to be the first to buy it.
A group of people were discussing quietly about hunter points, and the topic had already shifted from the 'Rodent Exterminator Team' to other aspects.
Some people even laughed like veteran drivers while talking, not knowing what they were discussing.
Morris ignored the group of people. Although his face was calm at the moment, in fact, his eyes were already exuding excitement.
Because just today, as long as he successfully submits the mutated black rat corpses in front of him, the points he collects can be used to exchange for a bottle of that magical potion.
He was not sure yet about the efficacy of that magical potion.
But Morris once witnessed the scene in Hérault where two young hunters took action and subdued the lizard on the beach that was so huge that it made people question their life.
That scene deeply shocked several of them, so later, they made a decision together to use the points earned from completing tasks in the future to exchange for a bottle of that potion.
Of course, as the user of this potion, Morris also paid a heavy price, otherwise several teammates would not willingly give up the opportunity to him.
"Phillip! Where are you! Come out quickly! We have a task to submit!"
Morris shouted to the back of the bar.
However, after he said these words, there was no movement there, and the bartender who was usually responsible for submitting tasks here did not appear as expected.
After waiting for a while, Morris couldn't help shouting again, his voice a little louder than before.
"Damn it! Philip, come out quickly! I have a task to submit! You are not already dead on the woman's belly, are you?"
As his words fell, this time there was finally movement behind the bar.
I saw a Gaul man with sunken eyes opened the door and walked out, looking at those people with unkind eyes.
"Damn it Maurice, please keep your voice down! I'm receiving distinguished guests, don't disturb my guests!"
As he spoke, he walked straight to the black box, opened the outer lid, looked at it, and then quickly closed it.
"Well, that's right. There are a total of twelve mutated black rat corpses. I will transfer the money directly to you later, and your points will also be added to your personal terminal."
After finishing speaking, the Gallic man named Philip called over two people dressed as waiters and asked them to carry the large black box to the underground storage room. He turned around and planned to re-enter the room from which he came.
Morris was surprised when he saw this scene.
The man in front of me is notoriously stingy.
Every time he comes to count the corpses of mutant beasts, he will always take stock carefully for a long time, and then give you a lot of reasons, and finally compress the reward to a maddening range as much as possible.
But the other party's behavior today was a bit too abnormal. The stingy Philip just looked at the number of mission items, and then he had no intention of exploiting him, so he planned to leave directly.
Morris couldn't help but look at the room where he came from, guessing that there might really be a big shot in there.
It turned out that Phillip had no intention of staying outside any longer and just wanted to go back as soon as possible.
But for some reason, something suddenly moved in his mind, and the two people he saw through the car window on the edge of Erault Beach came to mind.
Those two young men were like supermen. They could carry thousands of kilograms of power with just a wave of their hands, and they could jump more than ten meters away.
Morris's cheeks trembled slightly.
"Could the people in that room be them...?"
PS: Thanks to "Shangjuerjian" for the 500 coin reward! Thank you for your support!
