Trickster Hunter.

Chapter 185 Bone Mountain
Although large-scale thermal radiation devices have begun to operate in various residential areas of Tianfu City, as the eternal night continues, the average outdoor temperature in the city has fallen below zero degrees.

Yang Lian shuddered as she opened the door, and subconsciously retracted her neck - the situation was urgent, and apart from the down jacket she had just put on, she was only wearing a thin nightgown. The bone-chilling cold instantly poured in from the collar and hem, making her want to go back inside.

"It's a bit cold outside." Yang Lian whispered, her teeth chattering and making some slight knocking sounds, "Do you want to change into thicker clothes?"

"It's not a big problem. I've received rigorous cold-resistance training in Siberia. This temperature is nothing to me." Ye Xuan said. She only wore a thin investigator uniform over her pajamas. Compared to Yang Lian's long down jacket with the hem dragging below the knees, Ye Xuan's legs were exposed to the cold air, and her fair skin was slightly reddened by the cold.

Yang Lian glanced at the two tightly closed fire doors in the elevator room, then at the locked windows, walked quickly to the elevator door barefoot, and pressed the button.

In order to prevent the white shadow from realizing that this was a trap specially set to entrap it, the monster hunter closest to Ye Xuan was set up two hundred meters away, and it would take about half a minute to rush over at the fastest speed. In this case, the field operators on standby in the same building became the last line of defense to protect the two.

The residents of Building 13 had been evacuated in advance. The only people still living here, apart from Yang Lian and Ye Xuan, were the elite operators of the field department who were on high alert for battle.

But now, all these operators have lost contact.

Yang Lian was certain that this was definitely not a communication problem - because they were still able to contact the headquarters, but neither the headquarters nor they could contact the operators who were in the same building.

"If that strange creature can really obtain the memory of its prey by eating the human brain, then our ambush plan has probably been completely exposed." Ye Xuan's tone was full of regret. "It will be even more difficult to catch it next time."

"Six armed groups, more than forty people, lost contact at the same time... Was this really done by that white shadow?" Yang Lian's heart was filled with uneasiness and doubt. She kept glancing at the things around her until the elevator that arrived at their floor made a crisp "ding" sound.

When the elevator door opened, a strong smell of blood immediately hit my nose!

In the elevator lay a half-cut body. The part above the waist was gone, and the cut was smooth and neat. Even the pistol in the holster was cut into two pieces.

Judging from the uniform and equipment worn by the body, it was obvious that the body was a member of a field team. Sticky blood was flowing and dripping from the gap in the elevator door.

"That guy is already taking action." Ye Xuan said solemnly, "We are still a step too slow."

"What should we do now? Should we go back inside, or..." Yang Lian asked.

"The elevator is rising from the bottom, which means that guy should be downstairs now." Ye Xuan said, "Take the elevator and go to the top floor! Ask the headquarters to send a helicopter for support!"

The two of them walked into the elevator and stepped barefoot on the sticky and slippery blood plasma... Yang Lian covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and pressed the button to the top floor with the other hand.

……

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Unnamed Island, research institute ruins, second underground floor, experimental area.

The cursed Indian hunter turned another corner and ran towards a neighborhood with more densely built buildings.

His running posture now is very different from that of humans - at the beginning he was still running with his two feet, but later on, he was lying on the ground, crawling on all fours like a wild beast.

To be precise, it can't be considered crawling, but rather it relies on the explosive power of its "hind limbs" to continuously make short-distance jumps... It is hard to imagine how much pressure this guy's spine has been under during this chase of several dozen seconds.

There were spots of blood on the ground, which were left by his palms being rubbed by the ground. He had run out of Sun Hang and the fisherman's sight several times, but the two of them caught up with him again by relying on the blood on the ground. "Damn, this guy can run too fast!" The fisherman complained while panting, "This has broken the short-distance record of the infected sports meeting, right?"

"Didn't you notice something?" Sun Hang suddenly asked.

"What is it?" The fisherman wiped the sweat off his face. "There are so many things I haven't discovered. Big brother, you don't need to ask, just tell me directly."

"After we passed through that tunnel and entered the experimental area, the red light guiding us disappeared."

“Eh?!” The fisherman was stunned. “Really? If you hadn’t said it, I wouldn’t have noticed it at all! Damn it, it’s all because of this guy that attracted my attention!”

"No, don't blame him." Sun Hang shook his head. "If I'm not mistaken, he is the guide that replaces the red light."

"Ah? Him? Uh, cough cough cough cough—" The fisherman couldn't help but open his mouth, but the next second he lost his breath and started coughing violently.

……

Finally, the Indian hunter stopped in front of a building that looked like a large factory. He turned his head and looked at Sun Hang and the fisherman who had caught up with him with his bloodshot and swollen eyes, then he pushed open the half-open door and went in.

"Looks like this is it." Sun Hang nodded to the fisherman.

He could feel the presence of several infected people inside the building. In addition, there was an extremely faint but extremely familiar breath.

That kind of aura of shared blood.

"Is there going to be an ambush?" the fisherman asked again.

"will not."

"How did you know?"

"intuition?"

"Intuition?! How about we be more cautious..."

Before the fisherman could even utter the word "be more cautious", Sun Hang had already walked up and pushed the heavy door open completely.

Sun Hang finally understood why they couldn't see any corpses of the staff on the island along the way.

Bones, countless bones, were spread layer upon layer on the ground... These bones were piled up to form bone mountains that were more than one person tall, and the missing hunters sat quietly among the bone mountains, staring blankly at the ceiling.

The fear and madness on the face of the Indian hunter who was chased all the way here by Sun Hang and the fisherman also disappeared, as if as soon as he entered here, all his emotions were absorbed by some unknown existence - he staggered to a mountain of bones, then fell to the ground, and completely stopped breathing.

(End of this chapter)