The middle-aged man pulled out the pull tab of the grenade with his teeth, counted silently for a second, and then threw it out of the car window.

The grenade landed on the surface of the elevated road and was immediately left behind by the car traveling at one hundred and sixty yards per hour, and the grenade bounced and fell into the crowd before exploding.

The blazing wind blew from behind, mixed with the smell of rubble and gunpowder.

The middle-aged man blushed and pursed his lips, his face was gloomy and terrifying, as if he was about to crush his teeth. He threw the empty automatic rifle out the window, pulled out the Uzi from under his seat, and fired it behind him. Shooting at a car of more than 160 kilometers per hour without aiming, middle-aged people often empty the entire magazine and fail to hit a hunter.

But he didn't need to hit, his purpose was just to make the monsters behind him dodge the bullets, and when they dodged the bullets, they would slow down so that the middle-aged man could distance himself from them.

Some hunters can catch up with the Humvee, and they go hand in hand with the middle-aged man, leaning over and trying to bite the Humvee's door.

Because of pheromones, in the eyes of those monsters at this moment, this roaring off-road vehicle is the most tempting food in the world, this attraction is fatal and irresistible, and if they can't eat this food, they scratch their ears and cheeks, and are restless and miserable, like addicts.

Addicts are desperate to kill their homes for money, hunters are desperate to hunt down middle-aged people for food, and they can't wait to tear up off-road vehicles.

The middle-aged man pulled out a double-barreled shotgun more than a meter long, stabbed it into the mouth of the approaching hunter, and then pulled the trigger.

The monster's head was shattered in the gunshot, blood splattered, and the next second it was left behind by the speeding car.

The middle-aged man threw his shotgun out the window.

All the weapons he brought were filled with bullets, but these guns only had a chance to be used once, and the middle-aged man did not have the extra time and leisure to reload ammunition, so he took and used as he pleased, emptying one and discarding the other.

The middle-aged man regretted a little that he didn't bring cigarettes, and at this time he actually committed a smoking addiction.

The lone Humvee with dozens of hunters galloping on the elevated road, if you look down from the sky, you can see that the direction of their running is directed towards the Jin Mao Tower, this is a matter of life and death, a person and a group of hunters, since ancient times have not had such a crazy move, it is hard to imagine what the man sitting in the driver's seat is thinking at this moment.

In this era, the people who have survived until now are really all characters who are so awesome that they explode.

According to the original plan, the decoy team's route is a huge U-shape, and the middle-aged man will not reach the Jin Mao Tower, he will turn off the elevated road in front of the building, and then turn a huge turn back and go straight to the Lupu Bridge, where the decoy team will finally go, where he will bury all the hunters.

The middle-aged man slammed the steering wheel, and the off-road vehicle turned and drove away from the elevated road.

A hunter took advantage of this opportunity to pounce, and it landed on the roof of the jeep, which immediately collapsed the roof, and the monster began to tear and gnaw frantically, and its sharp claws broke through the roof, tearing open the aluminum alloy with a piercing scraping sound.

These hunters are crazy, and the buggy is a worthless metal shell to them, but now the smell of pheromones has driven them completely crazy, and they want to tear this metal shell into their stomachs.

The sudden weight on the body caused the Hummer to suddenly lose control, the off-road vehicle tilted to the side of the road, and the tires slid violently.

The middle-aged man's face sank like water, he tried his best to control the steering wheel with one hand, and used all his strength to pull the front of the car back, losing control at a high speed of one hundred and sixty yards would definitely destroy the car, but on the other hand, he couldn't slow down, because there were still forty hunters chasing after him.

The middle-aged man pulled out his long knife and pierced the roof of the car and the hunter at the same time, and then pulled horizontally, and the blade cut the roof and the hunter's body together! The pitch-black blood was blown away by the strong wind, the middle-aged man drew back the long knife, and the hunter on the roof of the car immediately lost his strength, was thrown off by the car, and smashed heavily on the road.

The man didn't say a word, his lips pursed extremely tightly, and the scar in the corner of his eye jumped violently.

He is indeed a decoy, but he is also an army. Zhao Gao alone is an army, and so is he, in order to deal with the Night King, the academy sent two armies at the same time, all the way to the Yellow Dragon's lair, all the way to annihilate the enemy's living forces!

In those days when his name was still Abraham Don, this man and Maxwell Hugh Sean led the last elite troops of humanity across the world, destroying hundreds of hunters. The young people in the academy would not know that the auto mechanic, once nicknamed "Marlboro", was one of the oldest veterans in the safety zone, and that he had not yet been born in the era when he fought the front lines with machine guns.

No matter how long it has passed, when a man steps into battle again with a blade and spear tied, his enemies should tremble with fear and tremble!

The old guys are always the best.

No matter how long the Night King lived, he was still a young creature after all, so he couldn't understand the power of the old guys, and the Night King, that bastard, should regret despising the power of the old things!

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"That's amazing." The young man in white slapped his hands and exclaimed softly, standing in front of the bright floor-to-ceiling window with the glass wall in front of him. This is the sightseeing hall on the 88th floor of Jin Mao Tower, the best place in the whole of Shanghai, standing here overlooking the earth, everything can be seen at a glance.

"How did you lure these hunters?" The young man looked at the smoke and dust rising from the ruins from afar, and turned his head to look at the old man beside him, where Maxwell Hugh Sean stood with his eyes closed and not saying a word.

The young man suddenly seemed to remember something, and nodded his forehead, "My blood, right?" Four years ago, when I was fighting with Zhao Gao, he tore off an arm and bled a lot, you can use them. ”

The old man did not speak.

The young man stretched out his right hand and looked down at his white wrist, which had pale cyan veins under the translucent skin, "I don't know how you found this, but my blood can be used to control hunters, and it has a strong sense of oppression on hunters, just like there are no other carnivorous animals in a tiger's territory, because other predators will flee when they smell the tiger." ”

"But it also has a great temptation for hunters, and once the smell it exudes is not so strong, the power it embodies is not so strong...... The monsters will pounce on them like mad dogs, just as a dying lion will be eaten by hyenas, and the hyenas will devour the lion, eager to gain the power of the lion. ”

The young man said lightly, "The so-called gods, once they fall off the altar, they will be swallowed up by the evil spirits in hell. ”

"The throne is always coveted." Sean glanced at him, "You've seen so much human history, you won't fail to understand this truth...... A powerful king will make his courtiers fear and respect, and once the king's power is weakened, his position will be overthrown by his courtiers. ”

"I'm the Demon King." The young man smiled, "No one can overthrow me, and whoever dares to try to do so, I will kill them." ”

"But you've deliberately created an enemy for yourself."

"Zhao Gao?" The young man smiled and shook his head, "No, no, no...... He's not my enemy, he's just a player in this game, not only him, but also you, and me, including everyone, are all players of the game, and I'm going to be the enemy of the brave from the position of the Demon King, but if I don't stand in this position, then he's not my enemy. ”

"Every Dragon Quest game in the world ......," the old man said, "the final outcome is that the brave defeats the dragon, and if you design this as a game, are you doomed to your own defeat?" ”

"Doomed?" The Night King slowly narrowed his eyes as he looked through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows into the ruins in the distance, "You're wrong...... There is only doomed victory, not doomed defeat. ”