Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 284 The Hunter in the Long Night

Perhaps to coincide with tonight's ambush, the sky over Nanwei City began to drizzle. The raindrops weren't large, but they were enough to lure the wandering pedestrians back into their homes. The hazy mist made the entire Nanwei city area even more blurry, as if it were covered with a psychedelic filter.

This undoubtedly increases the difficulty of shooting for all the gunmen hiding in the shadows.

In the already dimly lit alleyways of the city, visibility suddenly drops to just a few meters. In such a situation, firearms and other heat weapons need to get very close to the enemy to hit them.

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Milo kept vaulting between the floors of the small buildings in the working-class neighborhood.

After being spied on by the undead multiple times and drinking the Scarlet Witch's blood twice, Milo's limbs have gained a terrifying strength that ordinary people cannot achieve. Subjectively, there is no obvious difference in the feeling of these changes, which is why Milo asked the Scarlet Witch, "Does that mean I'm very strong now?"

His figure swiftly leaped between floors, making almost no extra sound. In the shadows, it was as if only an exiled shadow had appeared, and all his movements were impossible to track.

And so, eight figures silently followed behind the sprinting David.

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David showed no signs of injury whatsoever at this moment.

He strode forward through the alley, heading straight for the passage to the northern gate of Nanwei City.

Fine, misty raindrops pattered against his body, making his figure increasingly blurry.

In Ephraim's mind, he was the protagonist of the night. He had not only acquired a fresh, young adult male body, but had also successfully escaped the judges' judgment. A strange sense of accomplishment from his wicked scheme had filled his blood, making him extremely excited.

With a new body and surging blood, he can better embrace the ancient forbidden arts he could not comprehend. He will become a new generation of magic apostle, a new generation of priest, and restore the sect's former glory.

David ran wildly all the way.

He entered a kind of delusional state, his mind filled with fantasies accumulated over decades, which burst forth and surged forth at this moment. He seemed to see the magnificent figures that towered into the clouds at sea in the old era, and he seemed to hear a roar more magnificent than a tsunami.

The believers bowed devoutly to the reflection in the sea.

In this new era, Ephraim White's name will be the one closest to the gods on the stone steps.

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As he drew ever closer to the passage leading to the northern city gate, he shouted excitedly:

"Great Lord... Haha, I have arrived, your most devout apostle. I will let your will prevail over every inch of this land, and devour everything here... Hahaha..."

boom! ! !
Before this crazy guy could even finish his lines, he was mercilessly interrupted by a cold shot from the shadows.

The bullet tore a clear gash through the misty air, piercing David's right chest with pinpoint accuracy, exiting through his back and exploding in a cloud of crimson mist that burst open in the rain.

David's shouts came to an abrupt halt.

He couldn't stop his forward momentum, but the intense pain disrupted his footing, and he instantly collapsed to the ground, rolling several times.

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On the balcony, Milo stopped and watched David roll on the ground after being shot. He muttered to himself, "Well, this time he's really done rolling."

As Milo had predicted, David, who had been shot, did not die on the spot.

After this guy's body was taken over by Ifrem, it seems to have undergone some kind of mutation, and his strength has increased significantly, which can be seen from the fact that he just overturned the people in the mental hospital with one hand.

Milo stopped focusing on David, who had been shot and fallen to the ground, and quickly locked onto the trajectory of the bullet to locate the attacker's hiding place.

The gunshot was familiar; it was exactly the same as the gunshot he and Grasso had been subjected to at the bank. It was almost certain that it was the same assassin who had appeared before. ...

The rain continued.

The stench of blood emanating from David was quickly washed away by the rain and into the sewers.

However, the assassin in the shadows did not seem to intend to end the evil priest with firearms.

Milo noticed that several masked black figures slowly emerged from the alleyway of the street.

Their attire resembled that of law enforcement officers, with long, waterproof overcoats concealing the cold and hot weapons they carried close to their bodies.

Each of these shadows exuded a strong aura of killing intent. They were impassive, their every move filled with indifference and cruelty, as if they were hunters emerging from the deepest abyss.

Milo had never seen such a sinister and terrifying killer in Nanwei City.

Even murderers who have taken more than a dozen lives might not be able to carry such a chilling aura.

Moreover, it wasn't just the profound chill; these men wielding butcher knives seemed to be carrying out their slaughter with some lofty conviction, which is why their bullets didn't aim directly for the target's left chest, where his heart was, but instead landed on David's right chest.

As for execution, they planned to use the oldest and most primitive method, employing cold weapons to end the life of evil.

"Click..."

Milo saw from the mist in the shadows that the man in black at the front of the group revealed an exaggeratedly large knife from under his trench coat.

It was a rugged yet sophisticated folding cutting weapon.

One side of the knife is a sharp blade, while the other side has menacing serrations. The end is fixed to an S-shaped handle by a rotatable shaft.

Perhaps to increase the grip of the weapon, the long handle was wrapped with tattered bandages.

The man in black grasped a latch at the junction of the handle and the blade, and with a slight shake of his arm, the folded serrated blade unfolded, revealing its terrifying fangs.

...

This was the first time Milo had ever seen such an extravagant yet bloodthirsty cold weapon.

At first glance, he could smell the strong stench of blood on the weapon, as well as the eerie aura emanating from its almost perfect blade outline.

Tricky weapon.

These three words immediately popped into Milo's mind.

This series of cold weapons left a deep impression on him. The perfect integration of all these elements with the killing structures such as blades and stabs is the only principle among the myriad variations of countless strange weapons.

The difference is that the strange weapons Rebecca uses seem to be of the agile and lightweight type, clearly indicating that her weapons were originally designed to be used against humans.

But the batch that Milo was seeing was different.

Those exaggerated structures that almost exceed the physical dimensions of human users.

They were more like animals used for hunting wild beasts...

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(End of this chapter)