Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

Nia hesitated for a moment, but still chose to stand with her sister and took Fura's other arm.

Anke nodded with satisfaction. He and his wife had been very successful in raising their two kind and united daughters.

But at the same time, he was worried that his two daughters' behavior would offend this outsider.

"The more alone you are, the stronger you have to be. Understand that no one in this world will be kind to you for no reason. You have to fight for everything yourself, whether it's exchanging or begging."

As Liu Zheng spoke, his eyes were fixed on the other side of the street.

A torch emerged from the corner of the wall, along with a flintlock musket with a muzzle shaped like a trumpet.

"It's the Hunter!"

Anco exclaimed and immediately raised his boning knife.

He was more nervous around hunters than around wild animals.

Chapter 256 Communicating with you in a Metropolitan Style

Fura gripped her little basket tightly, staring intently at the street corner.

She both hoped that her father would come and didn't want him to come.

Because she didn't know how the other person would appear before her.

Finally, the hunter behind the wall revealed himself.

He wore a white shirt and a multi-buttoned vest with a lapel underneath, a heavy trench coat over it, equally heavy trousers, and leather boots.

The trench coat has numerous extra pockets and shoulder straps, presumably for storing weapons and supplies.

Combined with the hunter's tall and slender physique, he looks very capable.

What's particularly striking is his hat, which is a triangular one.

The brim forms a smooth U-shaped curve on the front, and the tail is specially cut with many triangular cuts, making it look like a bird's wing.

Beneath the brim of the hat was a pale and gloomy face, with an old scratch on his high nose that stretched to the right corner of his mouth.

"Whoo~"

Fura let out a long sigh, looking both disappointed and relieved.

"Why are you still wandering around outside on this pale night?"

The hunter approached, torch in hand, asking questions as he went, his voice as heavy as his footsteps.

"Mr. Liu Zheng, shall I handle the negotiations?"

Anko asked in a questioning tone.

Compared to the residents who were hiding in their houses, these hunters who were facing wild beasts were much more nervous and probably wouldn't be used to the outsider's somewhat eccentric way of speaking.

"can."

Liu Zheng nodded.

“I am Anco, the owner of Anco Tavern. They are my family. Our door was broken down by wild beasts, so we wanted to seek refuge elsewhere.”

Anco stepped forward a little and then answered the hunter's question.

"Where to go?"

The hunter continued to ask.

"The church of the Church of Suffering".

Anke replied.

"Why not go to the Church of the Healers?"

“Because I think there must be a lot of people going to the Church of Blood Healing, and even if we go, we might not get a good place to stay. But there must be very few people going to the Church of Suffering, and even if we have to pay a price, at least the attitude there will be very warm.”

Anco said frankly.

His speech was clear and logical, and his reasons were quite sound, which eased the hunter's serious expression somewhat.

"Where is that beast that broke down your gate?"

The hunter asked again.

"They were hunted down by us."

"Who?"

The hunter's gaze shifted from Anke, swept over everyone's faces, and finally settled on Liu Zheng's face.

"is it you?"

He raised the torch, seemingly trying to illuminate Liu Zheng's face.

"it's me."

Liu Zheng readily admitted it.

“You are also a stranger, but you are not a hunter. You killed the beasts, but you don’t smell of blood.”

The hunter seemed somewhat confused.

"Who are you?"

"Working man."

He shrugged.

The hunter ignored his witty remark, his bloodshot eyes scanning him back and forth.

The hunters found nothing except for the strange attire.

But he always felt that the person in front of him was unnatural.

"There's something wrong with you."

"That's what the hunter said."

"Oh? Something's not right?"

Liu Zheng asked with great interest.

He was definitely not right, but he was more curious whether the hunter could tell him.

If even a random hunter can see through his disguise, then it means that Metropolis is nothing special.

"I don't know, but something's just not right about you."

The hunter shook his head and said stubbornly.

"Then what are you going to do?"

Liu Zheng calmly countered with a question.

“I’m taking you back to the workshop. We can’t let a dangerous element like you roam around outside.”

The hunter replied.

"No, he still has to escort us to the Church of Pain."

Anke shouted loudly.

"That has nothing to do with me."

The hunter said coldly.

They are hunters, not protectors.

"It is because of your attitude that Old Atlantis became ruins, and so many innocent residents died in that fire!"

The hunter's words enraged Anco, who raised his boning knife, pointing the tip at the hunter.

"Are you out of your mind to attack a hunter?"

The hunter looked at Anko, then sniffed.

"Indeed, I smell blood on you."

He stuck the torch into the wall, then took out a strangely shaped weapon from behind him.

It was a large meat saw, which looked somewhat similar to Liu Zheng's serrated butcher knife.

However, its handle is curved in an S-shape and is wrapped with many bandages.

Although it looks inferior in quality to Liu Zheng's butcher's knife, it has a more ferocious feel to it.

“Come with me, or I will hunt you down.”

The hunter activated the mechanism, and the previously folded meat saw immediately unfolded.

"Go with you, and then be slaughtered like pigs and dogs? Don't think I don't know your methods, you inhuman executioners."

Anke was thoroughly enraged by his arrogant attitude and stopped paying attention to his words.

"You say I'm crazy? Look at yourself in the mirror first. Look at the bloodlust in your eyes. How are you any different from those wild beasts?"

"The taste of blood... you'll soon become a beast. Why not?"

The hunter suddenly raised his flintlock pistol and pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

Loud gunshots echoed through the alley.

"Hunt them as soon as possible."

The hunter spoke in a cold voice only after the bullet had left the barrel.

The large bullet instantly traveled more than ten meters and struck Anke's head.

The flintlock musket, which appears to have a primitive design, unleashed a power exceeding that of a rifle thanks to the addition of a mysterious craftsmanship.

Anko's eyes widened. With the enhancement of his blood, he saw the trajectory of the bullet, but his body was unable to dodge it.

"Get moving! Get moving!"

He desperately tried to give his body commands, but they didn't respond.

He was ultimately not a trained hunter, and he even received blood therapy very rarely.

Just when Anke thought he was about to die, a butcher's knife was placed in front of him.

"clang!"

The sound of metal colliding at high speed pierced his eardrums, and his body finally moved, rolling towards the ground.

The bullet deformed and shattered under the reaction force, splattering out droplets of silver liquid.

That's mercury; hunters inject it into bullets to increase their lethality against wild animals.

A spray of blood shot out, gleaming in the firelight.

Liu Zheng looked at his tentacles, which had a new notch, and a new red vein on the serrated butcher knife.

This is the "Spirit of Self-Containment," which enhances its attack power by consuming the flesh and blood of its master, and it cannot be turned off.

If an ordinary person were to use this knife, they would likely kill themselves before they could even kill the enemy.

But for Liu Zheng, this loss was nothing more than a drop in the ocean.

"I originally thought that going out to shop would be a good way to relax, but I didn't expect that the people outside the metropolis are so kind and honest."

He swung the butcher's knife, throwing the bullet embedded in it to the ground.

"In that case, I'll communicate with you in the Metropolitan style."

With a flick of his hoof, Liu Zheng lunged forward.

Its speed was even faster than the bullets fired by the hunter.

When he rushed in front of the hunter, the wounds on his tentacles had completely healed.

Chapter 257 Isn't it a bit inappropriate to do this in front of the children?

"So fast!"

The hunter's mind, which had been somewhat muddled from the long hunt, was instantly jolted awake.