Mysterious Hunting Ground

Chapter 131

A dark corridor where you can't see your fingers.

Leaning against the cold and damp wall, the Batwoman blinked her eyelids twice, opened them to reveal a pair of pure black eyes, then pricked up her ears, raised her delicate nose, and sniffed in the darkness.

Soon, the woman grinned her teeth as if she was offended, her pale and charming face showed a fierce expression, and she moved her two smooth, arched calves, and rushed towards the bonfire deep in the corridor.

to the place.

The unkempt Luben van Helsing left her appointed place, hid in a corner holding a torch, and looked over in fear, while the other captive was nowhere to be found!
roar!

Batgirl dragged her claws and flew towards Luben angrily.

But she was in the air, and a black shadow suddenly fell from her head like lightning.

Dean fell from the sky with a cone-shaped stalactite in his arms, and smashed into the woman's back. The sharp point instantly pierced the skin and flesh, and penetrated the body.

The spurting blood splashed a dazzling line of blood in mid-air.

Stern wailing resounded throughout the cave hall, the broken stones from the ceiling shook, the bonfire was blown to one side by the strong wind, and the fine bones on the ground flew into the air.

Lu Ben in the corner covered his ears with a painful expression.

And Dean on the woman's back also froze and was thrown away by a claw.

But in mid-air, his limbs moved quickly, and he quickly adjusted his posture like a weightless cat. His hands and feet landed on the ground at the same time, and then he rolled to remove the impact.

Get up and look up.

Staring at the opposite side, the severely injured Batgirl showed extremely tenacious vitality, bent her body and pulled her hands back desperately, and slowly pulled out the murder weapon that broke her body in a cruel gesture.
The wildly sprayed blood stained the black film-shaped wings that grew wildly behind her shoulder blades red, and gathered into a pool of blood on the ground.

Dean took the opportunity to straighten his right palm, and a teardrop-shaped prick slipped out of the windbreaker sleeve, and he shook it tightly.

As the air neighed, a cold light swept across Batgirl's face, pierced her eyes, and then pulled horizontally on her neck!
But her skin was as tough as cowhide, and the attack enough to cut half the neck of an ordinary person left only a shallow bloody mouth.

So much for the sneak attack.

roar!

The woman with blood-stained eyes screamed loudly, and the sound waves swept the entire hall like waves.

Di'an and Luben snorted at the same time, their eardrums were pricked like needles, a trace of blood oozed out of their facial features, and their stomachs were writhing at the same time!
The cloth strips stuffed into the ears in advance failed to block the slightest effect.

Not just two people, but the misty shadowy body manipulating the gimbal kept agitating like boiling water, and countless irregular black bubbles came out, and they lost their combat power and stood there in a daze.

Pfft!
The woman pulled out the bloody stalactite and threw it aside.

Flapping his wings, his figure flashed, and he landed precisely in front of Dean, who was in a dizzy state on the other side.

Flap your wings and claw!
boom!
As if being hit by a speeding train, Dean flew five meters into the air and hit the side wall, sliding against the wall and falling to the ground.

The side waist and back were ripped open, revealing two gaps like baby's mouths.

The surging blood dragged out a large piece of flesh and blood.

His face twisted, eyes closed.

……

Batgirl opened her mouth and roared again, and the ultrasonic wave found out her direction. She flapped her wings, flashed her body, and landed in front of Dean again like a teleport.

Coldly waved a claw towards the neck!
Dean opened his eyes suddenly, and two bloody hands grabbed the sharp claws like awls first, while the "shadow" around him entangled Batwoman's body.

Dean let go, short, with his footsteps on the ground, and quickly walked around behind her.

The front chest is close to the back.

The hands and feet instantly formed closed locks, locking Batgirl's icy body.

Naked twist!

Dean's hands slowly closed inward.

Batgirl's strength is not strong, and she couldn't break free. She turned around a few times with his back on her back, and flapped her wings frantically behind her.

The air exploded, and stones flew all over the ground, but they couldn't reach the blind spot in the middle of the back!
She swung a pair of sharp claws to tear the two python-like thighs at her waist, and pulled the iron-like arms around her neck.

But the ghost armor has covered Dean's body in all directions.

With the 16-point spiritual blessing, the protection strength has been upgraded to a higher level, no matter how Batgirl grabs it, it will not be damaged at all!
Her face turned from pale to flushed, and her charming face grew a pig-like nose and furry folds, turning into a pitch-black bat head.

At the same time, he opened his mouth to growl again.

But Dean's two arms strangled her windpipe and vocal cords.

At the same time, the thought force controlled the falling shackles to hover into the air, aiming at the bleeding eyes of the bat and continuing to poke fiercely.

puff puff!

Pierce the eyeball and penetrate deep into the brain.

And Dean's face was distorted, he gritted his steel teeth, exerted all his strength, and continued to tighten his hands and feet inward, tightening, making the woman's cervical spine crack.

Because of too much force, the wounds on Dean's waist and back exposed internal organs and bones.

Batgirl flaps her wings!

……

Lu Ben, who had been hiding in a corner to observe, was completely stunned by this tragic battle.

In just one minute, the entire cave seemed to have experienced a small earthquake. Amidst the sound of violent collisions, tears, and ping-pong strikes, stalactites were broken all over the ground, and fine bones and dry branches were scattered in pools of blood. The air was filled with a pungent stench.

And the two bruised and bruised figures stuck together in a ball, rising and falling in the cave as if they were not subject to gravity, rampaging!
With each impact, there was a loud bang in the air.

Pfft!
At a certain moment, Batgirl fell by the bonfire, fluttered her black wings twice and lost her movement.

There was a splinter with no stem inserted into her left eye, and the blood slid down her hairy face, her neck, her chest, and soaked the ground.

Dean's tall and thin figure staggered out from under her.

The black coat covered in blood was stained red, the wound on the waist was enlarged to the abdomen, exposing the black and red kidneys and intestines, and the chest heaved violently like a bellows.

But with the support of medium iron man expertise and a physique of more than fifteen.

He dragged the wounds that would kill ordinary people, and persisted in taking out the jig board from the monster's eye socket.

Then his face became serious.

Thick blood threads protruded from the bloody wound of the dead Bat Banshee in front of him, constantly sticking to each other, pulling, and closing the wound inward.

It is constantly healing itself, and it is estimated that it will be resurrected in ten minutes!

Dean glanced at the system prompt——

你击败了幻想造物——蝙蝠女妖，熟练度+10，格斗lv2(210→220/300)。

The Paranormal Hunter feat doesn't trigger either.

"Awesome, Detective Dean, the human body can actually severely damage the monster I wrote, but you are so injured, can you persist?" Lu Ben rushed around piles of blood to support Dean's body, walked out of the corridor, and from time to time swept across the hideous gap between his waist and abdomen in fear, blood flowed out desperately,

"I can't die for the time being." Dean endured the pain of falling apart bones and forced a smile, stuffed the intestines that had slipped out of his lower abdomen into his stomach and held them firmly, and then his tattered body began to go into epileptic convulsions.

"What's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"

"I... oh... I'm... fine, hiss... I'm... healing! Go!"

"Why are your bones moving? Are there any rats under your skin?"

"Fa Ke! Don't talk nonsense, let's go!"

……

After running wildly for a while.

Cold, fresh air rushed into the nostrils.

The two ran out of the dark and narrow passage, came to the bank of the river, looked up, the moon was full in the sky, and the bright moonlight fell on the Truckee River, showing two excited faces!
"You did it, buddy, you broke the plot in the book and rescued me in advance!" Luben turned to the side excitedly, and then his eyes froze. He saw a completely strange man with black hair and black eyes, a heroic Asian face, and a 1.8-meter body wearing a 1.9-meter baggy, bloody black coat and straight-leg pants, which looked a little ridiculous.

And his stomach was still making a strange gurgling noise continuously.

"Who are you? Where's Dean?"

"You don't recognize me after I wipe off my makeup? I'm Dean, I don't have time to explain now, run with me!" Dean smiled on his sweaty cheeks, took his arm and jumped onto the bank walkway, and ran to the Virginia Street Bridge that lay across the river in the night and was shrouded in mist.

"Don't be kidding, makeup can change your height and body shape? The wound on your waist is gone, and the most brilliant magician doesn't have this ability." Lu Ben ran after Dean panting, but he was locked in the cave all the time. His physical fitness declined seriously, and he was out of breath after running a few steps.

"The world is so big, and there are endless unsolved mysteries. You don't know that there are so many magic tricks!" Dean quickened his pace. He had to hurry up and run to the bridge before the resurrection of the Bat Banshee, and replenish his energy as soon as possible!

……

But 5 minute.

The two ran along the river walk and onto the Virginia Street Bridge.

"Luben!"

The girl in the red dress by the bridge stumbled over and wept with joy.

Luben smiled slightly at Dean beside him, opened his arms to meet the goddess of his dreams, put his arms around her waist, lifted her up in the air and spun her around.

"I'm back! Mary! Your man is back!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Lever L Lt this time!" Mary clings to the man's arms, with her forehead resting on his chest, feeling each other's warmth.

Dean looked at the teary-eyed woman, and the feeling of unreality became stronger.
"I'm sorry to interrupt you, but the crisis has not been resolved, and now is not the time to show affection!" Dean greeted, and took the two of them to the car not far from the bridge.

Haven't run to the place yet.

The dozing old man inside the car heard the noise and opened the car door. After a glance, he immediately noticed the flaxen-haired man in a black windbreaker with a figure like a clothes-horse. Even though his face was covered in mud and he was so thin that he was out of shape, the old man recognized the identity of the other person at a glance.
"Lu Ben, brat, I knew you were still alive!" Marco rushed out of the car, looked at the man for a while, his beard trembled with excitement, his eyes were red, and he punched him hard in the chest, "Where have you been hiding for the past six months? How did you make yourself so stupid?"

Lu Ben looked at this familiar old face and fell into a state of confusion.
"Marco, aren't you lying in the intensive care unit with cancer?"

Snapped!
The old man gave his son a slap in the face as his eyes burst into flames and he shook his hands.

"You unfilial son, how dare you curse your father! My body is very strong, and I can live for at least 20 years!"

"Shet, Detective Dean, you lied to me!" Lu Ben cursed, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

However, Dean got into the car a long time ago, eagerly took out chocolates and energy bars from the supply bag attached to the car, frantically stuffed them into his mouth, and swallowed three of them without chewing. The feeling of hunger and exhaustion that penetrated into the marrow of the bone was finally relieved.

Eating non-stop, Dean opened the trunk and took out the bright orange-yellow painted McMillan TAC-1448 anti-material sniper rifle with a length of 11.8mm and a weight of 50kg, as well as a bunch of accessories.

Put the front hood on and start assembly.

Bipod, low-light scope, 5x scope, muzzle brake, silencer, magazine full of 5 .50BMG rounds.

Click click.

Lv3's shooting is fully activated.

His movements are concise, swift, smooth and free, full of an indescribable beauty, like an instinct repeated thousands of times.

……

"This lady is..." Marco at the side of the car suddenly started to speak incoherently, staring straight behind his son, the woman in the red dress who was pacing, with a beautiful face, flowing flaxen hair, and a mole around her mouth were exactly the same as the person he was dreaming about.

At this moment, Marco, who was over [-] years old, was stunned, his heart was pounding, and he only had that woman in his eyes.

The wife who died for many years was resurrected?

"Mary?"

"Lu Ben mentioned you to me." The woman in the red skirt stretched out her hand and gently shook the old man's hand, and took Lu Ben's arm, showing a cute and sweet smile, "By the way, I'm his wife."

A sour feeling suddenly gushed out of Marco's nasal cavity, his heart felt chilly, and a wry smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

And Lu Ben looked at his father, a trace of unbearableness flashed in his eyes, but then he was proud.

"Yes, Marco, you despised my work, dismissed me as a third-rate writer, but it did come true. From now on, Marie is my wife, my most perfect work."

……

click-

A muffled sound startled the three of them.

They turned their heads and saw a domineering sniper rifle on the front cover of the car.

And the detective was lying on the front cover to observe the gun.

"God! Are you crazy, Dean, this is the downtown area of ​​Reno, no firearms are allowed!" Marco was frightened into a panic, and pressed Dean's shoulder, "Where did you get a sniper rifle? Who do you want to kill?"

"No time to explain! Be quiet and hide behind me!" Dean shook off his hand, his tone undeniable, "The Bat Banshee is here!"

"Also, cover your ears!"

The old man looked at the solemn son and the timid Mary, and swallowed the question in his stomach.

……

Whoosh whoosh!

Behind the scope, a black shadow with huge wings flapped its wings and galloped in mid-air at a speed as fast as flickering.

At a distance of 400 meters, one breath shortens the distance by 30 meters.

She sprinted straight towards Bronco, as if she could sense the location of the three.

In addition, on her body and face, the horrific stab wounds and fractures caused by Dean before all disappeared, and the fluff all over her body reflected silver luster under the moonlight, as elegant as a vampire visiting the manor at night.

Batgirl was resurrected with full blood as set in the book!

Dean began to control his faint breath and the muscles of the whole body...Hold the target with his right hand, lightly pull the trigger with his index finger, and grasp the butt of the gun with five fingers of his left hand, with even force. The rear butt of the gun is placed in the shoulder socket under the collarbone.

With his head hanging down his cheeks, he opened his eyes and moved closer to the line of sight.

All parts of the body work together to form a stable rigid structure with TAC-50.

LV3's shooting became instinctive.

inhale...

A ferocious bat shadow rushed straight through the scope.

300 meters, 200 meters.

Fill your lungs with oxygen and hold your breath.

Dean's index finger merged with the trigger.

pull.

boom!
Gunshots.

The snow-white body suddenly shook.

Dust overflowed under the wheels, and the loud noise of more than [-] decibels tore through the silent night and penetrated the long street!
The powerful recoil pushed the butt of the rifle slamming into Dean's shoulder, but he wobbled slightly to regain his stability.

The Marko family, who were covering their ears behind them, were shocked by the huge movement, and their faces turned pale.

And 200 meters away, the galloping figure suddenly trembled, a mass of flesh burst out of his chest, and then fell into the endlessly rushing Truckee River like a broken kite!

(End of this chapter)