The next day, early morning.
In the manor occupied by the Jayne Chamber of Commerce, several guards were dozing off.
It rained around three o'clock last night. The air is now moist and cool, making people drowsy. Even an ogre would like to crawl into the warm bed and have a good sleep at this time.
At this time, a tall and slender young man wearing a rough leather windbreaker walked slowly in the mud, with a kind of unreal beauty in the haziness.
Ajel wiped his eyes and couldn't help but said, "Stop, this is the Jayne Chamber of Commerce, what are you..."
But before he could finish his words, the young man in front of him suddenly disappeared like a mirage, and then a figure passed by him and Markot. He felt a sharp pain in his chest, and at the same time, he saw from the corner of his eye that Markot's body was split into two.
Enemy attack.
Ajer belatedly realized and wanted to issue a warning, but the next moment his consciousness fell into darkness.
In the manor, most of the ogres are dormant, and only a few ogres on patrol are roaming around the manor, and they will sound the alarm once they find an intruder.
A silent hunt, taking place quietly.
In the corridor of the manor, an ogre was walking slowly and aimlessly while eating unknown flesh and blood. It looked very relaxed and did not seem to be on patrol.
Indeed, the word "you**" is the most appropriate to describe it.
Wuming stood next to a pillar in the corridor, watching the ogre walk past him, his eyes glowing slightly, and a silent field instantly unfolded.
The ogre who was walking forward stopped immediately, his body remained motionless, one hand was still in his mouth, blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth to his chin and then dripped onto the ground.
No sound!
The ogre glanced left and right, then turned around suddenly, and a laser shot towards it, leaving a black cutting line on its body.
"Demon Hunter!"
The ogre screamed in his heart, but his body fell heavily and split into two.
Next, this scene continued to be played out around the manor. In just fifteen minutes, Wuming had eliminated most of the ogres in the manor.
There were only two ogres left in the manor, one was Jayne and the other was Kumas, the steward of the Chamber of Commerce.
Wuming came to Kumas' room, but before he could push the door open, it was smashed by a strong arm. Kumas stood by the door and frowned slightly when he saw that his sneak attack missed the target.
It has an innate ability to sense danger, and it will immediately sense any strange creature that enters a range of fifty meters from it.
The more dangerous the entrant, the stronger this sensation will be.
After Wuming entered the range of fifty meters, it was awakened by a strong sense of crisis, which led to the sneak attack.
"There are two lives for every hundred people. You are number five hundred, right? It seems that you have some special abilities." At this time, Wuming's voice sounded in the darkness of the corridor.
Kumas grabbed his facial skin and tore it off, revealing a triangular face similar to that of a praying mantis, with a pair of inverted triangle eyes on this triangular face, making it look very strange.
It said gloomily: "Demon Hunter? It seems that Boss Jayne made a mistake this time."
"Mistakenly judged? How do you mean that?" Wuming asked with interest.