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Chapter 290 The Little Hunter Who Came Out Suddenly
The hot air balloon was destroyed, and the hunter team also suffered one by one, leaving only the injured black-faced hunter who could barely stand.

The photographer trembled all over, let out a yell, threw the camera in his hand, and ran towards the village.

Originally, he came out to work seriously, but encountered such a nightmare, which scared him out of his wits.

Run away!

Someone was about to run, and Hongdou's attention suddenly turned.

It didn't even make a trunk javelin this time, it just picked up a large clod from the ground and threw it at the back of the photographer.

Whoosh!
The clod showed a speed that it shouldn't have reached in its life, and it hit the back of the photo hunter.

puff!
A stream of blood spurted out from the Photographer Hunter's mouth.

His forward momentum still did not stop, and he continued to run out two steps while maintaining his inertia.

Then fell to the ground with a bang.

After a few twitches, there was no sound.

"Hoo ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho!!!!"

Hongdou looked up to the sky and roared.

The black-faced hunter felt his limbs go cold, and he didn't dare to move for a while.

are dead.

He was the only one left.

The black-faced hunter's family knew his own affairs, so it was absolutely impossible for him to survive.

Despite his dark face on the surface, he is actually not very old, he is only 25 this year, and even his curly hair is one year older than him, he is still a very young man.

He is only a level 3 hunter with several years of hunting experience. He is not at the bottom of this level, but he is by no means a high-end hunter.

With his ability, it is wishful thinking to want to become some kind of indomitable and powerful hunter and leave a legend.

The black-faced hunter is young and energetic, and was often underestimated because of his looks since he was a child, so he is determined to make a name for himself.

Since the path of an orthodox hunter cannot be followed, it is better to find another way, become an idol hunter, earn enough fame, gather a sum of money, and then use this as the principal, invest in your own equipment and train your hunting ability with apprentices everywhere, and become a true idol hunter. the strong.

Curly hair and others happened to have the same ambition as him, and they hit it off immediately, and took out their savings accumulated over the years to hire a photographer hunter, just to take a gamble here.

If you win the bet, you can change the world, if you lose the bet, you can go home and farm.

The black-faced hunter is not naive, but if he doesn't gamble once, he really can't accept his fate.

Unexpectedly, he met Hongdou.

Now, even his life may be gone, so why talk about admitting his fate?

The black-faced hunter stood where he was, like a sculpture, and even his breathing slowed down.

Hongdou also seemed to really treat him as a sculpture, or didn't regard him as a threat at all, and completely ignored him.

It landed on all fours, sniffed lightly, and looked at the fallen hunters.

Hongdou stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

It, are you hungry?

The black-faced hunter thumped in his heart.

This was the first time he had seen a monster take an interest in a human corpse.

Under normal circumstances, humans are rarely included in the monster's diet.If such a monster really appears, it will undoubtedly become the mortal enemy of mankind. Even if the ecological chain is completely changed, mankind will have to wipe its race from the world and then quickly.

How could the Grizzly Beast, which is supposed to be gentle and cute and eats fish, be so scary?
Hongdou slowly walked towards one of the hunter corpses.

After taking a few steps, it sensed that someone was blocking it.

At a glance, it was a black-faced hunter.

At this time, the black-faced hunter stood in front of the red pocket, his legs trembled slightly, but he still gritted his teeth and held the two knives to block the red pocket.

He has nothing left.

All the money was used to hire a photographer hunter, and the brothers all died at the claws of monsters. Even if they were resurrected, it would be difficult to get together and continue to work hard with him.

Although Hongdou didn't care about him at the moment, if he really wanted to run away, he would be killed immediately like a photo hunter.

And if he dies, monsters may feed on him, and there is no chance of resurrection.

Money, brothers, and even life no longer belong to him.

So what does he have to lose?

The black-faced hunter raised his two knives.

That being the case, it is better to fight hard with fate before losing everything.

Even if it is death, the corpses of the brothers must be kept so that they have a chance to be resurrected, instead of being buried in the mouth of the bear.

Also prove that you are not a coward, but a real hunter!

if lucky enough to survive
Hehe, let's talk about it after we survive.

Facing the terrifying red pocket, the black-faced hunter was no longer afraid, nor did he have the anger and resistance that erupted when his fear reached its limit.

Instead he felt calm.

He knew that if he rushed over, he would die, and there was a high probability that he would die without resurrection.Facing death, he has no fear at all.

He even reminded himself in his heart that you are really going to die, but it feels as easy as going to a date with your brothers for a drink.

Simply ridiculous.

The black-faced hunter laughed unconsciously.

Feeling the tranquility of the hunter in front of him, Hongdou was surprised that he was not afraid of him, and was a little dazed for a while.

But soon, Hongdou's face became gloomy.

It's a fiery demonized monster that's supposed to scare everyone, and all creatures to fear!
The red pocket stood up abruptly.

"Hoo ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho!!!!"

A violent roar came from the front, as if it wanted to blow the black-faced hunter away.

The black-faced hunter covered his ears and tried his best to support himself amidst the roar, but he showed no sign of retreating, let alone showing fear.

On the contrary, his face showed impatience, and he cursed with his mouth:
"Oh shit."

The red pocket pupils gradually became more and more crimson.

Before the sound of the roar fell, it had already rushed over.

The blood-colored giant claws were raised high.

One punch.

Simple and ordinary boxing, struck from the front, seems to have no tricks.

The only extraordinary thing is the strength contained in it.

The black-faced hunter felt that even the air was broken by this punch.

He held his breath and raised his two knives to meet him.

Ding!
thorn la thorn la———

A series of ear-piercing sounds came.

The black-faced hunter quickly stabbed out his two knives, pulled Hongdou's giant claws sideways, and tried his best to guide the huge force in the claws to the empty space.

With a bang, the black-faced hunter successfully let the red pocket hit the air.

But there are still many remnants of Hongdou's powerful strength, affecting him.

boom! !

The black-faced hunter was knocked into the air by the aftermath, and he spun two or three times in the air before barely landing on the ground.

Although this blow was narrowly blocked by him, he himself did not feel well.The viscera and six internal organs were impacted again, and the injury was added to the injury.

The black-faced hunter sensed his injury with a sullen face.

He could no longer bear the aftermath of the third blow.

Although the injury has not yet risen to a serious injury, it may only take half a day to recover roughly, but at least at this moment, he cannot bear the same shock.

Otherwise, the injury broke out on the spot, and he would no longer have the strength to stand up.

For Hongdou, these attacks were just random, it didn't even use its full strength.

He was playing with the weak hunter in front of him completely out of the intention of playing.

It slowly approached the black-faced hunter.

He deliberately slowed down, just to see if he would be frightened by his aura, and suddenly collapsed and fled in the end.

However, Hongdou failed to see the scene he wanted to see.

The black-faced hunter was disheveled and looked very bad, but he still raised his two knives, ready to receive the next blow from Hongdou.

"call--"

Hongdou let out a hot breath, looking rather disappointed.

It no longer approached slowly, but suddenly sped up its pace, raised its claws and punched towards him.

call!
The black-faced hunter also raised his knife to meet him.

Suddenly, his eyes blurred.

A short hunter wearing golden blue armor suddenly appeared in front of him at some point, blocking the red pocket boxing.

When did he come out?
(End of this chapter)