"Three hundred years?"

These three words are buzzing in Jun Wudao's mind, and many people's lives are just a hundred years in a hurry.

What's more, there is such a thing as accidents in life, so there are very few human beings who can live to 300 years, but compared to the time paid, the rewards obtained are also amazing.

First of all, his main god shop can step into the first level, and the dimensional door that can communicate with multiple worlds, it is impossible for him not to know what is unexpected.

Now he has only one hour to live, no, it should be shorter. If you don't want to die, you can even earn the three hundred years of life required for the system task.

There is only one way to go, killing people and immortal karma, and wailing dry bones.

Jun Wudao's eyes were cold, and he first took out all the mushroom seedlings he had grown and ate them, even the only precious food he fed, the mouse, and did not let go. After eating a half-full stomach for the first time in three months, he picked up the machete he had hidden before, took out a rusty iron nail, smeared it with the poison of the stolen cobra, carefully hid it, and walked outside.

The night was dark, and the streets were full of cold winds, but there was no trace of a single person, not even the bait of the day, and the silent killing of the dreary city was constantly staged.

Ten blocks, as the darkest block in Jun Wudao's memory, there are many fierce and ruthless people hidden in this block, they kill people without blinking, they have at least a few lives in their hands, and there are even mutants, supernatural abilities, martial arts powerhouses, immortal cultivators, mixed fish and dragons, and a place of natural evil.

Jun Wudao wandered on the edge of the tenth block, a pair of vicious eyes staring at him from the dark, making him a little creepy, his scalp tingling, and the knife in his hand was also clenched a little.

Those greedy eyes, dragging their tired and weak bodies, like lonely wolves, stared for a long time, their expressions flashed, looking at Jun Wudao into the ten blocks, as if they were afraid of something, hesitated for a long time, and did not follow.

"Well, there's a wandering food over there. It's been a long time since I've seen fresh food like this. Boy, stand still for me, and obediently be food for my hands. "All you walk in are some remote slums on the outskirts of the ten blocks, and in this place, they are often threatened by only some ruffians and bullies, executioners with human lives in their hands, and few powerful beings and the like.

As soon as his ears moved, he judged that someone had taken the bait, so he pretended to look left and right in a panic, but he didn't find half a point, his expression gradually became pale, pale without half a point of blood, his pupils bulged, and his fear was overflowing, and he said, "Who are you?" I see you, and it's useless for you to hide. ”

In the gloomy corner, a man with thick arms, holding a Tang knife in his hand, smoking a half-cut cigarette, looked fierce, stared at the prey in front of him proudly, and the corners of his mouth lifted a disdainful smile, and said: "It's really a chick! I really didn't expect to meet a newcomer who has just arrived in this place." It's funny. ”

As he spoke, the strong man followed Jun Wudao who had escaped, capturing Jun Wudao's figure, like a hunting dog, following behind him.

Jun Wudao, who was running, searched for the dark corners he was familiar with in his mind, and brought this old hunter into it.

Suddenly, the road in front of Jun Wudao was blocked, and a huge cement wall, standing tall, blocked his way.

Looking back, the strong man was approaching step by step, and the sound of his footsteps fell heavily on his heart, making people gasp.

"Boy, you're quite capable of running, why don't you run? Don't worry, I'll cut off your head very gently, and there won't be half a bit of pain. Click and you're good to go. ”

The muscles on the strong man's body are bulging, well-organized, and his thick eyebrows are matched with eagle-like eyes, and in the blink of an eye, it is like an eagle killing a cunning rabbit with extreme strength. The cold Tang knife in his hand dragged a long shadow towards Jun Wudao, revealing three points of vigilance and cunning in his heavy steps, as if he was guarding against Jun Wudao's sneak attack.

As an old and spicy hunter, how vicious his eyes are, how rich his experience, he has followed Jun Wudao for so long, and he has already discovered the clues of Jun Wudao, but he did not show it, until Jun Wudao himself introduced himself into the trap, and he did not reveal his true colors.

"You're not a newcomer, and you've imitated the same demeanor, movements, and tone. Unfortunately, the biggest drawback is the badge on your chest. It was a symbol of the Cobra Company's garbage clerk, a company like that, which never accepted new people, and only those who had survived in this world for several years and had an innocent family background could join it. You are pretending to be a newcomer in order to lure us greedy hunters here, kill them, and take my life. I must admit that you are one of the few people I have ever met, and you know how to use your wits to kill people, and you are far superior to those who only know how to use brute force. Today, if you had met someone else, you might have succeeded. However, it was bad luck that the god of doom sent you to me. Living in this world, resourcefulness is valuable, but in the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are scum. ”

The strong man walked in front of Jun Wudao, showing his bloody fangs, and a foul smell hit, even though Jun Wudao's acting skills were already very online, but unfortunately, no matter how cunning the cheetah was, when he met a gluttonous hunter, there was nowhere to hide.

"Boy, are you desperate now? I, a person, like nothing more than to admire the desperate and life-hungry look of my prey before it dies. Isn't it painful and desperate for a resourceful person like you to give you a fatal blow when you are most proud? Yes, it's the expression, it's pleasant, it's really pleasant. He covered his distorted face with his hands, and laughed out loud and maniacally, like a psychopath. On the other side, he took a step towards Jun Wudao, with an extremely cold expression.

Closer, closer.

Just when the strong man was still ten steps away from Jun Wudao, Jun Wudao could almost hear the strong man's heavy gasping voice.

"Kill. ”

Jun Wudao suddenly snorted softly, jumped suddenly, took out the machete he had hidden from his cuff, and rushed towards the strong man.

"Stinky boy, I don't know if I'm alive or dead!!"

When the strong man saw the long knife in Jun Wudao's hand, his face was distorted, as if he was stimulated by the resistance of his prey, and the Tang knife in his hand was blocked, and he spun around violently, slashing fiercely at Jun Wudao's arm holding the knife.

The Tang Dao, which contained the power of the strong man's anger, groaned for a moment, slashed through the void, extremely powerful, broke through the air, and actually brought out the sound of whirring wind.

Jun Wudao's eyes were as clear as water, and when he saw his fist hit, he made a mistake under his feet, and he shook to the side of the strong man.

The next moment, the long knife in his hand turned and slashed towards the strong man's waist.

"Click!"