"Stranger, don't you understand any politeness? If you take something and don't say anything, do you still want to say goodbye? This kind of behavior can be counted as stealing in Yanan. Lao Wang was thinking about how this big grave circle didn't even see a living creature with the plot character, and an old and low voice sounded at the tombstone not far behind him, thinking that the person who spoke just now was covered by the weeds and shrubs in front of the tombstone, so Lao Wang didn't see him.

"Hey Mom!" Wang Mancang was frightened, and immediately turned to look, the hunter's axe in his hand was clenched, and said in his heart If you come with evil intentions, I will entertain you on the spot!

This time, Wang Mancang was stunned, and behind him was an old man in a wheelchair, what kind of ghost is this, are the elderly here uneasy in their legs and feet?

To Lao Wang's expectation, the old man's position was next to a tombstone behind him, which was overgrown with bushes and was indeed not easy to find if he didn't look closely.

This old man, at first glance, looks a bit like the contract manager in the ward, but if you look closely, you will find that this old man is shorter, and he doesn't look as tempting as the contract manager, he looks unenergetic, his old eyes are cloudy, like dead fish eyes, and at this moment he is staring at Wang Mancang like a wooden stake, and on the stone platform next to the tombstone, he is also leaning on a life-size dress puppet, these strange elements are linked together, and he looks like an old pervert.

"What, old man. "Lao Wang saw that the other party didn't mean to do anything, and besides, he was in someone else's house after all... Belch... I took something from the yard, and my tone was as kind as possible.

"I don't think there's anyone, and besides, you don't make a sound when you shake your wheelchair, and you can scare people out of the way if you open your mouth. Wang Mancang was basically sure that the other party should be an interactive plot character, so he panted and continued to answer.

"Call me Gelman, I'm also a hunter, and I'm in charge of managing the Hunter's Dream Realm now. The old man waved his hand, but he didn't see how he moved, but the wheelchair moved a few steps forward.

He seemed to regain some of his spirits, and raised his voice slightly and said to Lao Wang: "Since you have chosen to become a hunter, then please keep in mind that the hunter's dream will be your only harbor where you can take refuge from the wind during the hunting night, remember to come back often, now, go hunting! The old man stretched out his hand and pointed to the tombstone beside him, "Touch this tombstone, and you will return to the middle of Yanan." ”

"Will all hunters come to the hunter's dream?" Lao Wang hurriedly said the doubts in his heart, the temporary team is not a thing, but it does not mean that their whereabouts are not important, at least for now, Lao Wang thinks that these are very useful information.

"Yes. Gelman replied in the affirmative: "Everyone dreams, but would you just go into someone else's dream?"

Oh~!That's the case, this old thing is telling himself that the hunter's dream realm is also independent of each other, Lao Wang thought of this and didn't say more, nodded to Gelman, the old man has no malice after all, and the politeness that should be there is still to be there, and then his palm pressed the tombstone that the old man pointed to just now, which is also cold and hard to the touch, wake up from a dream!

Wang Mancang had already arrived at the position of the lantern on the ladder just now, and the surroundings were empty, and there was no trace of those selectors, so it seemed that they should have entered their respective hunters' dreams, and it seemed that this pheasant team was currently in a state of disintegration.

Lao Wang shook the axe in his hand and decided to act on his own, anyway, now the goal is clear, that is, to kill monsters with one mind to survive, and he is not practical to team up with those calves with different hearts, not only to look at the monster, but also to look behind him, not to say a careless, he is here with more than 100 catties, Wang Mancang, who has a guy in his hand, has never been a cowardly person.

Thinking of this, he turned around and walked into the small alley beside him, the alley seemed relatively quiet, and the sound was a little far away from the inhuman howls, Lao Wang's plan was to prepare to find some lone enemies here, one to practice his hands, and the other to be safer.

According to the illustrated book of space tips, he has learned that the villagers who attacked the pheasant team just now, the scientific name is hunting thugs, and his task ring 2 prompts that 15 need to be killed, and there are quite a few of them, if the law of mission setting and the dark world is a urine, this thing should be the lowest level of miscellaneous soldiers, but Lao Wang remembered the impression of fighting with these guys just now, from the point of view of attack, these guys are quite non-miscellaneous soldiers.

The empty alleys were littered with large barrels and crates, and the most creepy thing was some large coffins tightly wrapped in chains, and the old king dared to listen, and then ducked back like a rabbit, he felt a little nervous, as if he heard the faint breathing in the coffin.

Wang Mancang tried his best to control the footsteps and continued to explore and move forward, but the sound of his heel tapping on the slate still spread and echoed around him, making Lao Wang feel inexplicably nervous.

The light here was too dim, and the tall buildings obscured the not-so-bright moonlight, and the visible range was very small, which made the old king's progress even slower, not to mention that he had to be careful to avoid the cluttered barrels and crates, so as not to alarm the contents of the coffin.

Suddenly, a pile of crates that seemed to be stacked in ordinary places were suddenly knocked over by a huge force, and smashed to the ground with a "bang", shattering countless flying wood chips, and in the sawdust, a hunting thug armed with a scythe appeared from inside, screaming "Get out!" and swung down at the old king.

Ambush! Are all the big animals here so smart?

Wang Mancang was originally highly concentrated, although he was caught by the hunting thugs, he didn't panic, he suddenly stopped his pace, immediately changed direction, and retreated sharply, the rusty sickle was about half a fist away from his forehead, and a disgusting rancid smell instantly penetrated his nose and eyes.

Lao Wang re-stood, pinched the tail end of the axe handle, pulled hard, clicked, the mechanism started, a few wooden handles in the hollow grip slid out, and the short axe instantly turned into a long axe, according to the description of the hunter's axe, he has long been familiar with the use of this trick weapon, plus he has dealt with Rogge the most in the rookie trial, he used the long guy he saw and watched, immediately held the yin and yang handle, calculated that the hunting thug because of the sudden standing unstable space, a powerful oblique split, slashed down at the thug's neck.

Wang Mancang clearly felt the frustration coming from the grip, it was the feeling of the axe blade cutting through the flesh and skin, cutting the bones, and finally deeply embedded in the body of the hunting thug, and the force of this move was so great that it even cut off the thug's spine.

It's really a good guy thing known as a trick weapon, how can an ordinary person's axe be so powerful!

Wang Mancang fell in love with this murder weapon almost instantly, he turned the grip, and the hollow wooden handle that had just stretched out was immediately folded, and the long-handled axe was shortened again, light and dexterous was only three feet long, and could be used with one hand, Wang Mancang shook his hand and threw the blood on the ground, the number on the spatial information bar jumped slightly, and the number of 15 hunting thugs in the mission ring 2 became 14.

"Roar~!" Before the old king was in place, a low roar that seemed to be inhuman sounded, it may be that the battle just now caused some noise, and now I am afraid that some monsters have been brought in.

When Lao Wang looked up, there was a flickering light at the corner of the alley, as if the torch held by someone was swaying by the wind, casting the shadow of some strange things on the wall, which looked terrifying.

However, after the hearty battle just now, our brother Wang is now completely calm, it doesn't matter how high the mob's attack power is, as long as he can kill the enemy first.

Wang Mancang did not back down, grasped the axe tightly, and walked towards the firelight.

In all fairness, Lao Wang thinks that the combat movements of these monsters are not as agile as the Rogge warriors, and those old girls who are smart and agile use big guns to really be unambiguous, flying up and down, stabbing left and right, and can dance flowers, and these animals in front of them are not only powerful and fast, but also stupid as cotton pants, and the attack movements are relatively easy to predict, and Brother Wang does not hesitate to make moves with them.

There were three electrons side by side on the opposite side, first a thug with a black top hat and a large chai knife appeared in the alley, then a man wearing a long trench coat and holding a broken saber, and finally came in a thing with a bright son in his hand, which was a torch wrapped in an oilcloth, but the thug with a bright son did not take a guy, but was very strange to hold a wooden shield, and the three of them stood in a shape, approaching Wang Mancang, slowly and swayingly, saying that the footsteps were almost staggering.

Lao Wang is now familiar with the characteristics of the weapon, a bit of a master of the bold meaning, rushed a few steps to the front of the thugs, pinched a distance to touch, grabbed the handle of the axe and threw it forward, seeing that the hunter axe, which was not long enough at all, with the power of a flick "click, click, click" three sounds, in the moment of the swing to complete the transformation of the double wield, the head of the head smashed down to the black top hat, this time, the distance is enough!

"Small, it's still the same thing to wear a hat, when I don't know you anymore?" Lao Wang felt that he had an inexplicable fate with this axe, as long as he used it, the whole person seemed to have entered a mysterious realm, and the moves were imaginative, but they were all clearly formed in his mind, and he was even in the mood to laugh when he was fighting.

The black top hat thug didn't have time to react, he was directly hit on the head by Lao Wang, and the wail sprayed the two companions around him with red and white without letting out, and the long windbreaker thug was splashed with blood, which aroused the ferocity, sprinting a few steps to close the distance, and stabbing at Wang Mancang's chest.

Lao Wang's left hand had already grasped the front hand position of the long handle, swinging his hands to the left like a swinging oar, and the axe handle was just on the waist and eye of the trench coat thug, which was not very strong, but it knocked the thug's knife route away, he roared and staggered, and the saber was empty.

Then Wang Mancang used his left hand as the fulcrum, and his right hand pressed down hard, and the "pressure gun handle" commonly used by the Rogge soldiers to pick up the pierced enemy was also used by him, and the axe blade "clicked" away from the head of the black top hat that had become a rotten watermelon.

Lao Wang was about to change his moves, the windbreaker saber just eased up at this time, taking advantage of the gap in Wang Mancang's movements, he was also ruthless, his small eyes stared at Lao Wang viciously, and he jumped forward with force under his feet, approaching Lao Wang's body, and the saber slashed horizontally, wanting to give the opponent a big disembowelment.

And Wang Mancang actually smiled happily, at the moment when the windbreaker saber raised his hand, his left and right hands twisted in reverse, the gears inside the long handle were pulled, and under the rapid rotation, the three-layer grip sleeve retracted, the long axe was shortened, and the defense range changed from a large circle to a small circle, but it just used a small gap formed by the edge and the tip of the axe to block the slashing route of the broken saber, and the short handle naturally couldn't use the left hand, so what should I do with the empty hand?

Lao Wang hehe laughed heartily, pulled out the flintlock short gun from the waistband and put it directly on the head of the windbreaker saber, the two people were wrestling, this time the saber thug was no longer able to defend, "Good friend, your father still has a ringing!"

"Bang!" The trench coat saber was shattered by a shot in the smoke of gunfire, but the damage of the short gun is really a little sorry, and the headshot shot only removed a quarter of the thug's health, and the thing didn't lose much blood from this shot, but the whole person seemed to be greatly shaken, a little weird two steps back, shaking his body and kneeling on one knee, as if the shot just now blinded him.

Wang Mancang's mind was also spinning, looking at the enemy's strange behavior, his hand movements couldn't help but slow, and his heart said I didn't collapse you to death, why did you kneel, what's the matter? Life is gloomy and I can't think about it?

"Stupid boy!" exclaimed a boy with a milky voice, with the smell of hatred of iron and steel.

Then, a swift and thin shadow quickly passed by Wang Mancang's side, and rushed directly to the windbreaker saber that was about to get up, silver flashed, the figure had already launched an attack, directly along the hole that Lao Wang had just collapsed out of, what blade was sent in, the thug's health was emptied by a blow, and he turned over and fell to the ground like a broken pocket, Wang Mancang returned to his senses and hurriedly watched, only then did he see that the person who came was ---- a little ghost in the bamboo.

"I said, uncle, when you wield an axe to fight, you are obviously handsome and feel like a god, why can't you even grasp the basic gun anti-time?" Lao Wang didn't open his mouth with a question mark on his stomach, and Takenaka had already spoken first, and the silver light just now was an elegantly shaped rebar cane, which was also a hunter's trick weapon! It seems that this little guy has also been to the hunter's dream.

"Bear child, the little mouth is pretending to be an adult here!" Lao Wang was also relieved to see the person coming, he didn't have a good impression of the Japanese, but he didn't want to be angry with a child, at most he didn't want to see him.

"Uncle, don't talk about it yet, there's another one, I'll explain it to you slowly later. The little boy pointed to the shield thug who was still moving forward, stopped Lao Wang's question, and the dexterous little jump hid behind Lao Wang, and said with a smile: "Hurry up, Uncle is as wonderful as a comic." ”

Wang Mancang was praised so much that his face turned red, first he became a handsome god, and then he was comparable to a comic, and this Japanese imp suddenly didn't look so annoying.

Lao Wang coughed a few times to concentrate, and with a flip of his wrist, the hunter's axe turned a few times in his hand, and he stepped forward suddenly, looking like he was about to use that long-handled deformation blow again.

The shield thug has also learned well, and he holds the wooden card steadily, and stops moving, even if it is a deformation and heavy blow, the length of the hunter's axe is just enough to reach his current position, and he slashes at the shield, and does not break the defense at all.

"Hehehehe, if I only use one move repeatedly, I won't be attracted by the uncle!" The little ghost Takenaka looked at the two people who were fighting, and smiled and commented on Lao Wang's moves, as if what was being staged in front of him was just a game, not a life-and-death fight.

The shield thug's expected slash really did not come, and he felt strange in his heart, so he had to let go of the wooden card that blocked the view, Lao Wang's big face had already taken the opportunity to paste it, and his right hand took advantage of the gap when he loosened the wooden card, and the axe swept obliquely from the bottom to the top, and the false trick just now was to tease him to raise the shield to block the line of sight, causing an opportunity to rush forward, "poof~" The axe blade was neatly disemboweled in the thug's abdomen and chest.

The shield thug was staggered back by this beating, Lao Wang seized the opportunity to follow up the death, the axe blade that had just moved to the top changed to a point, slashed downward, the cold light passed, and the rifeling knife edge formed a bright red eye-catching X-shape, he followed another step, the axe was flat, cross-cut left and right, X became a rice character, the shield thug's colorful organs scrambled to sprinkle on the ground, the last trace of health was also drained, lying on the ground weakly, Wang Mancang shook the blood on the axe, and turned around to see the bamboo with a little excited gaze.

"It's all said, the uncle died in a fight. ”