Li Zhe bandaged the wound, and then inspected the entire battlefield traces, including the inside of the cave, before climbing the ridge and looking in the direction Leng Aotian left. There was bloodthirsty madness in his eyes, but there was also deep guarding.

Leng Aotian ran all the way, looked behind him from time to time, and saw that Li Zhe was not chasing, and his heart was also terrified, Li Zhe should have been obediently carrying out the captain's orders, right? As long as he's not completely stupid or crazy. However, Li Zhe was shot by Leng Aotian and broke his arm bone, this kind of injury will not heal at all in a few days, if Li Zhe still refuses to carry out the order and still has to follow behind him, his combat strength will be greatly affected.

After running for dozens of kilometers in a row, Leng Aotian slowed down and began to move forward cautiously. It is out of the control of humans, and there is often the activity of the hellish race. The difference is that the Terrans have always been on the diet of most of the Hell races, especially the humans who have cultivated strong fighting spirit and magic, which are rare and delicious for some races.

Leng Aotian moved forward while looking for a hiding place. Finally he found a hidden cave in a low cliff overgrown with shrubs, burrowed into it, camouflaged the entrance of the cave, and then relaxed.

Leng Aotian took out a map, looked at it for a while, and then drew out the route for tomorrow and checked it from beginning to end.

If Li Zhe followed Leng Aotian along this route, then he would have deeply experienced the hardships of the wasteland after being injured. After consuming a lot of physical strength unilaterally, Leng Aotian would prepare Li Zhe for a desperate encounter. In the wasteland, the relationship between the hunter and the prey is never absolutely static.

After putting away the map, Leng Aotian began to take out one weapon after another from the card for maintenance, and after completing all the maintenance, he took out the unenchanted greatsword in the bar and began to enchant again. After a small part of the big sword, Leng Aotian withdrew the big sword, began to close his eyes and pretend to sleep, quietly waiting for the dawn.

Tonight was not silent, with long wolf howls, beast roars, spear roars, and rumbling roars. In the depths of the night, which seemed like eternity, the Terrans, the Hell races, and the ferocious beasts were all killing each other to struggle for a place to survive.

The Blood Brake and Bux were at hand, Shura and the God of War were also within reach, and Leng Aotian's fingertips could feel the coldness and solidity of the metal at any time, and his mood was also very calm.

Suddenly, there was movement outside the cave, so subtle that it was barely distinguishable in the whining night breeze of the wasteland. But it still woke up Leng Aotian.

Leng Aotian quietly walked out of the cave, climbed into the rocks on the hillside, took out his binoculars and looked around cautiously. The night in the wasteland was quiet and unpeaceful, and an inconspicuous dot in his vision caught Leng Aotian's attention. It was a slow-moving object, looking from afar like a strange little beast, approaching with the help of the terrain.

Leng Aotian immediately recognized that this was a hunter, and a hunter with very good camouflage skills. He's almost going to be one with his surroundings. If anything, the hunter was still a little anxious, perhaps because it was the darkest time before dawn, and most creatures were getting extremely tired, so he moved faster. So under Leng Aotian's telescope, it was almost equivalent to swaggering.

It is very dangerous to encounter any stranger in the wilderness. If you don't mention the identity of the other party's hunter, it will be a disguise, even if the hunters are not united with each other. The vast majority of hunters prefer to go it alone, not only for freedom, but also for fear of a knife stabbed in the back.

【Hunter - Wind Wolf (Elite) (Terran)】

Level: 26

Power: 3059

Dexterity: 400

Constitution: 2150

Intelligence: 356

Skill: Agility Mastery: Passive skill, increases agility by 30 points, and increases total agility by 3%. Description: Focusing on the power of agility makes your agility even better.

Swift Phantom: A passive skill that increases agility by 10 and has a 5% chance to increase movement speed by 20% for 3 seconds when attacked. Introduction: Your figure is hard to capture.

Accurate calculation: Passive skill, accurately calculate the impact of wind speed, humidity, vacuum and other data on the trajectory. Introduction: You can memorize all the data that is beneficial to you and analyze them in an orderly manner.

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Introduction: A seasoned hunter, be careful not to be targeted by him, or you won't know how you'll die.

Seeing that this was a hunter, Leng Aotian was even more vigilant. Looking at the other party's trajectory, Leng Aotian suddenly had a murderous aura on his face.

Qianye slowly climbed out of the pile of rubble, and then sneaked towards the predetermined position.

A moment later, the lone hunter had already arrived at the entrance of the cave where Leng Aotian was hiding, and it seemed that his ability to track in the wild was also extremely strong. The hunter was now more cautious, moving little by little towards the entrance of the cave without making a sound.

At this moment, the hunter walked to the entrance of the cave and the hunter immediately stopped moving, the hunter looked into the cave cautiously, saw Leng Aotian was adding firewood to the fire, and after seeing this, the hunter gently retracted his head and listened to the sound in the cave.

Hearing the moment Leng Aotian took off the firewood, the hunter immediately raised his left hand hanging by his side, and the three hands-thunder flew into the cave!

Suddenly there was a strong flash of light in the cave, and the afterglow even erupted several meters from the entrance of the cave, and then there was a deafening roar, and the earth shook for a moment, and finally a thick cloud of smoke came out.

Flashbangs, concussion grenades, and tear gas-fog-bombs, under three rounds of surprise and tail-to-end attacks, no matter how many people are ambushed in the cave, will be temporarily dismantled.

The hunter pounced on the cave like a cheetah, and took out the green steyraugm203 behind him. He didn't look at it, and just fired a grenade into the hole! And then three more hands appeared on the hands - thunder!

The three hand-thunders were thrown into the cave again, but the hunter suddenly flew out of the back right as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. He saw his right arm detached from his body and flew in the air.

"What's going on?" The hunter was shocked and angry, and then there was darkness in his mind.

Leng Aotian stood up from the side outside the cave at this time, put down the muzzle and the blazing heat of Bux, and dragged the unconscious hunter into the cave. As a cannon among pistols, Brooks is four times more powerful than ordinary firearms, and at close range, it can hit a hunter who is a second-order hunter with a single shot.

A moment later, Leng Aotian, who had cleaned up the traces of the battle outside, returned to the cave, took out a small iron wine jug and took a sip, and then sprayed a mouthful of wine on the hunter's severed arm wound. The hunter screamed and woke up.

The hunter struggled for a moment, and then there was another scream. His wrists and ankles were pierced and nailed to the wall of the hole. Such a struggle was immediately a heart-rending pain.