Rear.

John followed the scent and kept going.

"This is like a kitchen......

He came to a large room with a lot of iron shelves, and on the shelves some kitchen items, which had dried up blood stains and were a dull brown.

Further on is the slaughterhouse, where there is still undivided meat on the cutting board, and the ribs are thrown in the iron tong at the feet.

John moved his nose, and after [keen] characteristic discrimination, he came to a conclusion that was difficult to accept.

Cannibals exist in sanatoriums.

This aspect of cannibalism has always existed in the northwestern states, especially the indigenous mountain people, and it is rumored that there has always been a custom of cannibalism.

The head next to the bucket was the unlucky guy named Iwan, and the corpse didn't shine.

"If it's not someone I killed, I can't touch the body......"

John shook his head regretfully.

He took a few steps forward, and soon found another body lying dead next to the refrigerator, the man named Milton.

There was also no glimmer of light on the bodies of the deceased, proving that there was no loot to pick up.

"Killed by a sharp stabbing object...... These cannibals are not simple, the two killers are well-trained people and equipped with firearms, but they have not been able to escape from the poisonous hands, and the cannibals who sneak up on them must be very strong in melee combat, especially in terms of agility. ”

However, my [agility] is as high as 38 points, and the agility attribute is my specialty, so I'm not afraid of them. I'm kind of looking forward to what these agile runnibals will be able to explode......

They robbed me of two heads, and they had to pay me some interest.

The heads of these two killers should have been harvested by me, but now that they have lost thousands of experience and some specialized qualifications, they will definitely have to be retrieved from the cannibals.

In addition, the killer team is ten, I killed seven people, and now two more are dead in the kitchen...... They are the only one left......

"I'll see where the rest of the dude is now......"

John moved his nose, and the [Acute] trait activated, quickly locking on the direction of the last killer......

……

Ahead.

"Stop, you damned hillbillies!"

Broad chased after him.

He was ruthless, saying that he would bring justice to the three homeless men who dared to attack and kill his own team.

You say that you can't beat "Black Caesar", after all, "Black Caesar" is a predecessor and a legend, and there is nothing to complain about if he loses in his hands, but being killed by a homeless sneak attack is no longer a matter of face.

There is a saying in the East that the tiger fell into Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, how can they say that they are also the first-class killer team of Damocles Company, although they were killed by the "Black Caesar" and lost more than half of their combat power, but when can even the homeless be bullied and can kill at will.

Broad wants to save the team's reputation and wash away the shame.

But the trio of deformed people who fled ahead were obviously not stupid, although they looked deformed, their intelligence was obviously not too deformed, not much worse than that of real humans, they just didn't expect these people to be so tricky later.

Everyone has a weapon.

A weapon that can bang a gun.

A completely new weapon.

"Roar...... Roar...... Roar ......"

The third elder roared a few times.

Howling is their language, a language that they themselves can understand.

The eldest fangs and the second one-eyed nodded respectively.

When they reached the aisle in front of them, they suddenly split into three, and the three of them ran away in different directions.

Broad was dumbfounded.

He has only one person, and the enemy flees in three directions, so at best he can only choose to chase one.

Broad: "I can't imagine that these hillbillies have a way, but it doesn't matter, it's snowing outside anyway, and if you escape, you'll freeze to death, so I'll spend a little more time and find out the three of you one by one and kill them." ”

The hatred had made Broad forget that there was still a life-seeking Uncle Wick.

Broad's only goal now is to get rid of these three hillbillies, and nothing else is on the table.

"Good! Then I'll choose you first! ”

Broad picked a random man and chased him north.

……

Behind.

John found it too.

He snapped his nose at the three-way intersection to confirm it, then glanced at the area map on the wall.

"That's right, in the direction of the studio to the north."

……

Studio.

Dadada!

A fierce strafing fire.

Seats were torn apart by the barrage.

The second one-eyed man who ran in front of him was shot twice in the back, like a kite with a broken string, flew directly seven or eight meters away, snapped, and crushed a chair into seven or eight petals, and the dust was flying.

They still underestimate the power of firearms.

But it's no wonder that they have been hunting and killing unarmed civilians all along, and they have no experience in fighting with well-trained elites, not to mention that they have heavy firepower weapons, and failure is a matter of course.

Broad stepped forward, "How's it going, hillbilly?" ”

One-eyed was lying on the ground, motionless, as if dead, with two clear holes in the back, the size of peanuts, still bleeding.

Broad flipped him over with his boots.

"Oh, Fake, you're ugly!"

Broad squatted there and shook his head, it was hard to understand that there was such an ugly freak in the world, not only was one blind eye, but his whole face seemed to have been gnawed by someone, an ugly man.

But it's this kind of freak who kills his own elite in a row, it's really hard to believe.

Brod shook his head again.

Just as he was about to get up and go after the other two hillbillies......

The one-eyed corpse lying on the ground suddenly burst out and pounced on Broad's body.

Broad was caught off guard and was thrown to the ground.

"Fake!"

Broad scolded, he couldn't believe that this freak could not die even if he was hit by two large-caliber bullets in a row, not only did he not die, but he was also ferocious and abnormal, which was simply a violation of Darwin's law.

How could such a terrible freak be born in the world?

Broad struggled with the freaks, but the freaks were so powerful that they could barely resist.

Broad pulled out the short blade from his waist and stabbed the freak in the back.

"Roaring ......"

One-Eyed roared, went berserk, and lowered his head to bite Broad's neck.

Broad was in pain, and his strength was fading little by little......

He knew that he was no longer good, and after all, he still failed to help the team avenge and wash away the shame.

Beep! Beep!

Two suppressed gunshots in a row.

The one-eyed man who was pounced on Broad was swept away, and a bloody light burst out from his shoulder and chest, and he rolled down involuntarily.

John ran over.

Beep beep!

Three more shots were fired.

One-eyed was seriously injured, where did he dare to do it, hurriedly lazy donkey rolled, sparks on the cement floor sparked, guns and bullets chased his body and bites, and only rolled into the iron gate in front of him after nine deaths.

Broad: "Might...... Gram? ”

His neck was leaking, and his pronunciation was no longer accurate.

“yeah。”

John nodded, "Any last words?" ”

Broad: "Help...... I...... Kill ...... They...... Again...... To give...... Give me...... Piece...... Joyfully. ”