Byrne frowned, quietly approached, and slowly pushed open the office full of vegetation.
The door was not locked and made a slight creaking sound.
He frowned slightly, and at this moment, he heard a subtle movement coming from another opposite office behind him.
His eyes flashed, and he suddenly turned around to nock an arrow and shoot it.
The speed of nocking the arrow was completed in 0.2 seconds.
The arrow instantly flew out of the air and shot through the window of the office.
A suppressed cry suddenly came from inside.
He groaned in pain.
"Little bastard" Byrne sneered slightly, put away his bow and arrow, pulled out the dagger from his leggings with his backhand, walked towards the office step by step, kicked open the half-closed door, and with a bang, the door suddenly fell off and fell.
All the things in the dimly lit room appeared in his sight, and he immediately saw Dudian lying next to one of the desks.
The bow and arrow seemed to penetrate from his ribs on the other side, nailing him to the table.
There was a bloodthirsty look in Byrne's eyes.
He was extremely confident in his bow and arrow.
He could shoot through even hard rocks, let alone the weak soft armor of scavengers.
"Little bastard, struggle, aren't you desperate?"
Byrne licked his lips and stepped closer.
Dudian was sweating profusely and looked at him in horror, saying, "Don't, don't come here."
"Scream, keep screaming."
Byrne's eyes flashed with coldness, "You kid who ruins my good deeds, you are a worthless little beast, I will skin you and debone you."
As he approached, the fear on Dudian's face became stronger and stronger.
However, when Byrne approached a desk four or five meters away, the fear on Dudian's face disappeared in vain, as if he had changed.
He opened his face, revealing a fierce and determined killing intent.
His lying body suddenly straightened up, and the arm that had been hidden under his chest suddenly threw out a black shadow, which was his dagger.
Such a sudden attack made Byrne stunned for a moment, but he was a hunter after all.
He had experienced hundreds of battles on the edge of life and death, so he instinctively raised the dagger in his hand, and with a clang, he blocked the dagger that was shooting straight at him. open.
At this time, Byrne saw clearly that his bow and arrow did not hit Dudian, but was nailed to the wooden table.
Dudian had previously deliberately held the arrow under his armpits, causing a misalignment that made him mistakenly think that he had hit it.
"Little beast" Byrne was completely angry.
He was both angered by Dudian's attack and angry that he had fallen into a scavenger's trap.
He said ferociously: "I will twist off your head and pop your eyeballs.
Damn it."
"The little bastard" roared and rushed out quickly, as fast as a leopard, approaching the distance of four or five meters in the blink of an eye.
However, Dudian did not panic.
When he threw the dagger, he picked up the keyboard, LCD screen, water glass, photo frame, withered flower pot and other objects on the table, and threw them at Byrne.
Although these things will not cause any harm, they can block the opponent.
Byrne knew his intentions.
He had the shame of being plotted before, so how could he let Dudian get what he wanted?
He raised his hand to knock away the things thrown at his face.
As for the other water glasses and flower pots, he didn't even look at them and let them go.
They hit him, and with the hardness of his soft armor, even if he was hit by a stone, there would be no damage.
While ignoring these things, he quickly chased after Dudian.
At this moment, Dudian threw out a ball of cloth in vain The cloth had been on the table before, but now it was thrown out along with other things, as if it was something caught in a panic.
At the moment of throwing, Dudian couldn't help but look back.
With a bang, Byrne tried in vain and kicked the ball of cloth away.
He sneered: "Little devil, do you think I will suffer twice?
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Everything else is covered with dust and moss seeds.
You There are obvious signs of being turned over on this fabric.
Is there something hidden inside?"
Dudian's pupils shrank, and he still underestimated the terror of hunters.
Strong physique is only one of their methods.
What is truly terrifying is their rich combat experience.
Perhaps when hunting monsters, many methods of making traps have long been used by them.
All done "I underestimated you."
Dudian gasped slightly and stared at him coldly.
Byrne sneered, "Hunters are not something you can kill with some clever ideas.
Since you let the other three little beasts escape, you should bear my punishment on their behalf."
Dudian also sneered and said, "You underestimate me too, idiot."
After saying that, he squatted down suddenly.
Byrne was startled, but in vain.
From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of fire coming from the metal machine under the table next to him.
The next moment, the fire expanded instantly and swallowed him. boom There was a loud noise, as if the whole room was shaking, and the hole lights on the ceiling were shaken off.
Although Dudian hid in time and was leaning behind a desk, at the moment of the explosion, he still felt like his whole body was flying, and then he hit a hard and concave object.
The hard object quickly shattered, and he He hit the ground deeply, and severe pain instantly spread throughout his body from his arms, ribs, flanks, etc.
He gritted his teeth tightly, feeling a buzzing in his ears and dizziness in his head.
He tried hard to open his eyes, but the office reflected in the turbid light in his vision was filled with double images, spinning and shaking constantly.
He gritted his teeth tightly, raised his hand, and slapped his face.
After being whipped two or three times in a row, he felt his vision gradually return.
He quickly struggled to sit up and looked up at the place where the explosion had occurred.
That was where he had been lying down.
The previous movement was not just to lure the hunter in, but to hide the lit explosives in the host machine under the desk.
The cloth lit with a fire sickle burns the rough paper outside the black powder tube.
The pulp of the rough paper is simply filtered.
There are so many sawdust and debris that it burns very slowly.
The dust accumulated on the cloth is too thick.
Even if it is scratched by a dagger, It was in strips and burned very slowly.
He deliberately lay there.
Apart from pretending to be hit by an arrow, his real purpose was to cover the gunpowder underneath.
After all, this tube of black powder contains a lot of weight.
Although it is very lethal, it is very difficult to blow up a highly vigilant being like the hunter, so he has to take the risk.
If the cloth burned faster than he expected, he would be the first to be killed.
If it is extinguished while burning, he will be killed by the opponent This is a dead end in a desperate situation.
He can only fight and gamble.
Dudian felt that he was exhausted.
He leaned against the wall and gasped.
At the same time, he grabbed the cloth bundle that was kicked to the wall and untied the knot.
Inside were a dozen dark blue balls rolled up by the cloth.
He A smile appeared on his face, but the next moment, his expression suddenly froze.
At the explosion site ahead, the hunter's body struggled and slowly stood up, with blood flowing all over his body.
His right arm on the side near the bomb was blown off, but he still stood up tenaciously, holding tightly in his hand.
Holding the dagger tightly, she looked at him with a crazy and ferocious look on her face.
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