September 17, 10 p.m. An abandoned warehouse in East London.

With visibility of less than two metres in foggy London, Donald looked nervous, sometimes looking into the fog, sometimes turning his head to look into the warehouse.

At this point in time, there are generally only three types of people in the city of London.

The Watchmen, the Knights of the Guardians of the Land of the Dead, and monsters.

Other ordinary people tend to take refuge in their homes.

Wanderers come from the inner world and travel from city to city, and they pose little threat to ordinary people, but only if you hide in your home.

The fog is like an ocean, isolating everyone and every building in London, and even if it's a city of millions of people, you can feel like you're in a desolate world when night falls.

This is especially intimidating and intimidating to ordinary people.

Donald is just an ordinary person, a former local gang in London, whose status has plummeted after the disaster, to the point where they can't eat.

Under the great changes, the life of ordinary people is not easy, Donald has always hoped to find a new way to survive, but unfortunately he does not know any skills, at most he does a manual job in the port of London, until a few days ago, someone found him.

It was a rising star in the underground circle of East London, an Oriental named "Mr. S", who was also an ordinary person, but there was a talented thug, and what he did was extremely crazy, that is...... Hunt the Watchers.

In the current London, among ordinary people, the richest are undoubtedly the watchmen formed by the gifted people who have joined the periphery of the land of the dead.

Ability brings wealth, and the vast majority of capable and gifted people do not treat themselves badly.

The money from killing a gifted person is enough to cover Donald's salary for several months, so Donald, who was born in the gang, chose to join without hesitation after eating the benefits once, and followed Mr. S to hunt the Warden with a few other people.

It is said that there is a proprietor above Mr. S, and the bodies of the killed watchmen are taken away for experimentation, and they divide the money, and I heard rumors that the proprietor is probably not a person, but a crystalline weirdness, but Donald knows the rules in this, he never inquires, he does not think carefully, only does his own thing, takes what he needs, and lives a nourishing life.

Hunting the Watchmen is risky, it has to be carried out in the dark, the fog is shrouded, the weirdness is springing up, and a Watcher is dead, and no one knows who killed it or the monsters, so even though rumors have been circulating in the city of London lately that someone is hunting the Watchman, it is impossible for anyone to find them.

What excites Donald and the others the most is that they are just a group of ordinary people, only a not very powerful talent, but they are often able to perfectly kill the invincible watchers under Mr. S's arrangement, so that those who can completely slaughter them can be easily killed by them.

When the risk is pressed to the lowest and the gain is highest, people like Donald naturally flock to Mr. S's side frantically.

And today, it's even more exciting.

Mr. S is going to hunt a first caste.

Reims.

Donald had seen the sunny and handsome blonde man, and the awe-inspiring righteousness in him almost made him sick, so their team was extremely excited to take out the first caste that had been showing off their might.

Kill him, and then touch his house......

Donald rubbed his hands together and sneered.

The warehouse in the back was the trap they had laid out, and before proceeding with today's operation, they had figured out everything about Lance, his home in London, his habits of life, the people in his circle...... This time, Mr. S personally sent a letter to Lance.

Mr. S was sure that Lance would come when he saw his letter.

With all the previous experiences, Donald was convinced of Mr. S's words, and then, he just had to wait.

Donald's body shrank back, disappearing into the buildings and darkness behind him, waiting......

"Huh? There is a case! Donald whispered a reminder in the interrogation as he noticed a disorganized woman stumbling out of the fog and running towards this side of the warehouse, but because of the fog and panic, she didn't notice Donald hiding here, but kept looking back, as if something terrible was chasing her.

Is it a monster?

The thought crossed Donald's mind, and in an instant, his gaze froze.

Because the "thing" chasing the woman soon appeared, it was a human being, holding a head that was still dripping blood in one hand, while floating in mid-air in an extremely strange semi-suspended posture, chasing the woman in front of him without hurrying, watching her gradually approach the warehouse, with a glint of hope in his eyes.

Then, stretching out his arm, the power from the unknown talent exploded in an instant, and the woman was pulled up like a puppet, away from the broken door of the warehouse, and was thrown heavily in front of him.

The human genius condescendingly looked down at the face that was distorted by fear, and showed a slightly dissatisfied smile: "It's good to be killed by me, and you deliberately want to run so far, in case I am discovered by the people of the country of the undead, then it will be troublesome, heh, this way, I will give you to the wanderer, it is said that they eat people by entangling people little by little, integrating them into their own bodies and decomposing, in the whole process, you are conscious, you can be sober, sober." ”

At the end of the sentence, the woman was already trembling with fear.

And at that moment, a sharp roar sounded from the field.

A bright light burst out from the dilapidated warehouse, striking at high speed, hitting instantly, the gifted person only had time to raise his head to look at it and was hit by the light, and the whole body instantly exploded like a balloon, blood splashed, accompanied by a loud noise like thunder and waves of light, and the woman who was splashed with blood was all over her body.

The woman let out a scream, and with this blow, a long figure came out of the warehouse and came to the woman's side step by step.

The man has a typical Asian face, wearing a crisp white suit, but the expression on his face is exaggerated like a cannon fodder character in a Hong Kong film.

At this time, Donald also ran over and said respectfully to this person: "Mr. S, that was ...... just now"

"That's right, I used the killer feature."

"That Lance guy ......"

"I think the talented person just now is very powerful, and the second kill that doesn't give people a chance is called a second kill."

"This ...... Okay......" Donald stopped talking, thinking that Mr. S seemed to be praising himself in a different way?

"He's lucky today. Remember to bring this guy's body back. The man in the white suit shrugged.

"But......" Donald frowned, looking at the ground meat.

"Minced meat, too. That ten-company bastard is looking for some secrets of the world, and there are secrets in there that I want to know, so I can't be careless. The man in the white suit said casually.

Donald looked shocked, feeling that he had heard something he shouldn't have heard, and he didn't dare to ask more.

The man in the white suit squatted down in front of the woman, squinting at each other, "Hey, I saved you." ”

"Thank you...... Thank you. The woman's voice contained great fear, for fear that this person would be killed as inappropriately.

And the man held out his hand to her: "Pay the money, protection money." ”

The woman looked stunned.

The man in the white suit immediately showed a crazy look, as if he wanted to eat people alive: "What, I provided you with rescue services, do you want to repay the debt?" ”

Donald in the back was about to say something, but suddenly stopped.

Because at that moment, he heard a certain sound, and then felt a certain vibration.

The earth is trembling.

Donald's eyes widened as he saw a huge skyscraper-like shadow moving through the fog.

The man who was squatting in front of the woman also noticed something, and his eyes looked upward......

Behind the abandoned warehouse, the wind was blowing, and the fog even rolled up slightly, and a majestic shadow was passing through the sky.

At the far end of the city, there was an earth-shattering loud noise.

The Asian man's eyes widened as he watched the skyscraper-tall trolls disappear into the end of the fog with the sky-skimming shadow, as if from an isolated island, before rubbing his chin and saying thoughtfully, "This is not right......

At this moment, from the warehouse behind him, a black-robed man with heavy footsteps gradually walked out, dragging something with one hand, step by step into the chaotic fog.

The Asian man asked, "Bling, why did you run out and what are you going to do?" ”

"I'm not called Bring, I'm going to find someone." A cold voice came from under the black robe, and its footsteps paused slightly, "And the person I'm looking for, you also know."

"The second phase opens.

"With the gods watching, this is the only chance we can take the initiative to find him."

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