Chapter 42: The Hunt
Wei Liang is not far from Ding Ding, but this forest is like a labyrinth, and it is unlikely that the two will meet anytime soon. Separation is not a good thing for him, but it is not a bad thing because he has nothing to fear.
Hunting games? In his opinion, it was more like hide and seek.
He didn't seem to be in a good situation now, his body was covered in blood, he was lying on the ground weakly, his eyes were closed, his face was pale, as if he was unconscious, or dead.
Beside him was a swarthy man, also covered in blood and battered, lying on his stomach in a strange position, he tried to get to his feet, but could not, and let out an angry and miserable howl from his mouth.
The cranes and mussels competed, and the fisherman profited, and after a while, the fisherman came.
This is a big man, a height of more than 1.9 meters, fat and black, like a big bear. There was a greedy and cruel glint in his eyes, and when he saw Wei Liang and the others, he guessed that these two idiots wanted to kill each other, and as a result, the current situation was that the motionless person should be dead. The other lying on the ground was still angry, so it was better to go over and make up for it.
The big man smirked and admired his luck, and there was nothing more wonderful than picking up five hundred Crimson Coins without bloodshed?
As he approached, the man lying on his stomach began to hum, his face full of horror.
The big guy scoffed, "Why don't you speak? Is there anything in your mouth? When he got closer, he realized that the man's mouth was covered in blood, and he seemed to have been traumatized in some way.
"It's disgusting." The big man saw his miserable appearance and smiled: "I say, your half-dead state is very uncomfortable, right?" Forget it, I'm kind-hearted, I'll give you a good time. ”
The swarthy man kept shaking his head, fearful and anxious, and said slurred words in his mouth, as if there was some secret not to vomit unpleasantly.
"Okay, stop for a while, and I'll talk about it later." The big man raised the large wooden stick in his hand, which was as long as a baseball bat, but much thicker than a baseball bat.
The swarthy man's voice became more urgent, fiddling with his head, motioning for him to look behind him.
"Don't pretend to be garlic, I know there's no one behind, is it fun to play these little tricks?" The big guy is complacent that he has seen through the other party's tricks. He understands that as soon as he turns around, this guy will grab a stone and throw it over, or hit his dick with something, and it won't end well anyway.
But he was wrong.
A fruit knife was plunged into his heart from behind.
Wei Liang has always carried this knife, before that, it was really used to cut fruits, but after coming to the Crimson Tower, it became a sharp weapon for killing.
The big man staggered, twisted his head in disbelief, and fell to the ground.
"Another five hundred Crimson Coins in your account." Wei Liang dragged his body to the grass next to him, the big man was heavy, but Wei Liang was also strong, so it was not a difficult task.
There were two other corpses in the grass, and counting the big ones, there were now three.
Wei Liang returned to his place and lay on the ground pretending to be dead.
As for the swarthy man, who had already broken his tendons and feet, and his mouth was stabbed by Wei Liang, he naturally couldn't say a complete word. Wei Liang deliberately spared his life, since it was a hunting game, he naturally had to learn like wild animals, and their hunting skills were much more sophisticated than humans. For example, a large fish in the deep sea has a glowing tentacle that pretends to be a worm to attract other small fish to take the bait and swallow it in one bite.
The swarthy man is Wei Liang's bug, luring greedy and ignorant birds to his death.
The bad thing is that the swarthy man died after a while, it should have been due to excessive blood loss, which made Wei Liang a little sad, poor guy, why can't he hold on a little longer?
This did not prevent him from continuing to hunt.
He found a good hiding place, a cluster of flowers, very luxuriant, hidden in it almost undetectable, but through the gap he could see the outside world, so he began to patiently wait for the rabbit.
He is not an impetuous person, and he will not get bored of waiting like this for a day. So as soon as he heard the name of this game as Death Hunter, he knew that his time had come to shine.
People can't stay focused for a long time, and this has nothing to do with perseverance and character, but the human brain. He was gradually distracted, of course, most of his mind was still on hunting, but there was also a small part of his mind thinking of Tintin, the timid girl, hoping that she would have good luck, and that he would be sad if he unfortunately died.
About an hour later, the first prey appeared, and he walked with a limp, apparently wounded in a human fight, and for this reason he was extremely cautious, looking from time to time for fear of another strong enemy. But Wei Liang hid it very well, he didn't find it, and the moment he passed by, Wei Liang attacked brazenly, like a poisonous snake and a fierce tiger.
After a short fight, the two were divided into winners and losers, Wei Liang was of course the winner, he had both a knife, a strong body, and a good state, there was no reason to lose.
However, he was also injured, and was hit by the other party with a stone, and he was going to hit his head, but he was blocked by his arm, and now he feels that his left arm is sore, and he can't lift up a little strength.
He touched it, but fortunately there were no fractures, and he should be relieved after resting for a while.
He blamed himself a little, feeling that he should not be careless, and that he should not be hurt. This forest is full of dangers, and a small wound can be fatal, and perhaps in the next confrontation, it is because of this gap that leads to the loss of a qiē. He said to himself that he must be more cautious in the next hunt and not allow the slightest mistake to be made.
He hid again and waited quietly, and after a while, he remembered Guo Xiaoling, the stammering boy was also in this forest, and he was a little friendly, if he saw the other party, Wei Liang would consider keeping him alive.
After half an hour, my arm was much better, but it was swollen and a large lump, but it did not affect the use.
The forest is large, so the opportunity for people to meet people is not frequent, and this time Wei Liang waited for three hours to find new prey. With the lesson of the previous time, he was more cautious and did not act until the perfect opportunity arose. The ending was not bad, and he was not damaged by one sword.
That hapless guy doesn't even know how he died.
In just one day, he had already killed six people, and three thousand scarlet coins had been credited to his account, and the results were quite fruitful.
If ordinary people have so much money, they will definitely think about how to survive and how to survive the remaining two days, after all, no matter how much money there is, they have to spend their lives. But Wei Liang is different, he doesn't know fear, he doesn't get tired, he just wants to hunt more people, he cares more about the hunting process than Scarlet Coins, that's what really interesting.