The supervisor does not die from a debt

The supervisor did not hesitate to abandon the work he had at hand, turned his head and rushed in Bill's direction, and ran into the'butcher' head on when he avoided a bend into a rocky area.

Originally it was still enthusiastic and eager for blood, and Bill, who was constantly flowing blood not far away, was a good target, but after a sudden pause in the'butcher' action, he could not move forward standing still. .

It wasn't something like a stone or a ladder higher than the knee, but the supervisor was crossing his arms and directly blocking the foot of the'butcher'.

At the moment when the other party lowered his head, the supervisor smiled happily and said, "What's the point of playing with the old man, come on, be happy, can I go around your five machines, believe it or not?"

Then he stepped back abruptly, and while avoiding the'butcher' machete, he turned his head and ran away...The supervisor didn't believe that it could hold back from chasing after something that was dazzled by anger and hunting desire.

Especially being ridiculed like this, no matter what, this'butcher' should also be sucked into hatred, and then ran with him-a ghost, the supervisor hasn't circled twice, when the second generator is on, 'The Butcher' turned his head and left, without nostalgia.

... Is this guy so simple?However, after a slight pause, the supervisor ran after the other party. When it spotted another companion, he rushed out of the slope and blocked a knife for him, deliberately making a very miserable cry.

Then he ran a few steps with his wound and turned into walking. Looking back, the'butcher' was wiping the blade and striding over here. That's right, this is the purpose of the supervisor. When dealing with this big guy, Although it was the first time I met, people who were more skilled in maintenance must toss those generators.

And compared to repairing, the supervisor is better at running around with the'butcher'.

It’s just that the supervisor’s plan is always in vain. Every time he takes that guy less than three laps, he quickly loses interest in the supervisor and then goes to find other people. For the supervisor who is blindly in front of him, as long as he is in a healthy state , Just ignore it.

In training, this kind of non-targeted play is actually quite dangerous for survivors, because people always have shortcomings, even if they don't, teammates will have them.

The supervisor scratched his head, feeling quite a headache, but fortunately, "Man's Courage" has been accumulated, as long as there is about a trace of wound recovery, the supervisor does not have to worry about being stared at by the'butcher' all the time.

And three generators have been repaired. The supervisor is running with the butcher while watching his feet vigilantly, for fear that he will be caught if he is not paying attention...

Before I finished thinking about it, I heard the snapping traps closing in the sparse woods not far away, and Bill's screams-old Bill, old Bill, why do you always escape the trap?

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When the supervisor rushed over, he only saw that the'butcher' was carrying Bill excitedly, walked over to the nearest sacrificial hook, and then hung him hard on it, while accepting the feeling of blood splashing on his face with satisfaction. .

It wasn't until Bill could only let out a low and painful cry. After no other action, he placed a trap on the ground, and then quickly left, without noticing it. Behind him, the supervisor was crouching in a place. In the grass, watch it complete all these actions.

After the Butcher left, the supervisor did not hesitate to rush to take old Bill off the hook. The latter coughed and covered the wound, then picked up the blood-soaked cigarette from the ground and immediately turned in the other direction. Run away.

The supervisor stayed in place, reaching out to lift the trap of the trap, lest it pit people again.

At the L-shaped corner in front of him, the huge body of the'butcher' quickly appeared. It was naturally hateful for the supervisor who was still bleeding but still tirelessly destroying his hunting experience.

So in the next period of time, this'butcher' almost chased the supervisor to the point where there was no way to go into the sky, and even all the plates along the way had to be smashed down to hinder its behavior.

When the fourth generator and the fifth generator were on at the same time, the supervisor suddenly turned his head and looked at the butcher with a grin. He clapped his hands while striding across the window sill.

"Well, I guess you should have a curse lit up now? Anyway, besides the head iron and the quick kick board, you only have this thing to come back."

The other party remained silent and followed the supervisor across the window. The black mist quickly condensed into dozens of sharp black needles, sealing the window.

The third item is clearly not a window closure but an iron hand. According to the abnormal movement speed of the'butcher', the last item is 100% to obtain the special ability of the'evil spirit' when it is about to collapse.

As long as it causes harm to people, they can be killed directly, and may even be executed directly.It's just that the supervisor has fully tested it now that it does not have the right to execute itself... No, maybe there have been sacrifices burned, and it can't be knocked down.

After confirming this while running, the supervisor did not hesitate to heal himself with a medical kit when there was still a considerable distance from the butcher, then suddenly turned around and aimed a sliding shovel when the butcher rushed past.

Taking advantage of being much shorter than the "Butcher", the supervisor successfully escaped from the blade he swung down. His excellent vision allowed him to clearly see that the three-horsetailed woman who had met once before was squatting down. Confirmed the place of the totem before.

"Ha, the end of the Kamen Rider is here-no, even if you wear a mask, you are far inferior to a knight. You and the invisible thing hiding behind you are all rubbish, even me. Such ordinary humans can't catch up?"

The ridiculing supervisor ran while tearing away the black mist that was entangled in his body and intended to restrain him. Even the butcher behind him started to run, even ignoring all man-made obstacles and starting to charge, he could not really catch Supervisor.

The three survivors looked at the supervisor running in the field dumbfounded. They were trapped here for such a long time. It was really the first time they saw someone who could openly break these established rules.

In other words, the established rules on the bright side.

And look at the shining embroidery threads and patterns on the supervisor's clothes, it is definitely not an ordinary costume... right?

Author's message:

PS:...I have been suffering from low back pain for three days and I feel uncomfortable anywhere, I have to find an excuse to go...Forget it, please ask for a ticket, huh!

705. Within the setting, maybe there are different solutions?

An explosion of the totem being dismantled sounded throughout the hunting ground, and the supervisor suddenly stopped, and after he used his back to withstand the sturdy body of the'butcher', he resisted the other's brutal knife and kicked it back and forth.' Butcher's thigh.

When it knelt down, the supervisor quickly punched it, and the bone mask shattered like fragile ceramics. This punch was deeply impressed into the butcher’s face, stopping all its activities. .

Then, it twisted and stood up strangely, as if being manipulated by the black mist, raising the butcher knife and slamming it down, slashing the damage on the supervisor, but it did useless work because of the faint white light that appeared on the surface of his body. .

"Unexpectedly, this is a rule you set yourself. Now that you can't hack me to death because of it, are you very angry? Surprised, and you plan to ignore the rules and kill me directly?!"

The supervisor slowly backed away and wiped the blood flowing down his body at random. Before the next knife came, he moved to the side and rushed to a nearby sacrifice hook, breaking it with his hands.

The'butcher' can't speak, it can even be said to be a pool of dead objects now. It doesn't matter whether it hears the supervisor's call or not. What the supervisor needs to know is whether the other party has completely paid attention to himself. .

Bill and the other two survivors slowly approached the gate, but when they almost succeeded in going out, countless black slender sharp substances suddenly stretched out and directly sealed the gate.

The intention of the'evil spirit' is very obvious. All these four people are going to die here, and it doesn't care about the rules of the game-but even so, it still does not show up.

Then there is only one answer.

The three turned their heads and saw that the supervisor was fighting with the'butcher'. He held the sacrificial butcher hook and penetrated it deeply into the huge body of the'butcher', and then it was like a general who was throwing a piece of hanging meat. It waved and slammed viciously on a rock.

This kind of picture is quite novel compared to the survivors who can only flee and cannot fight the'butcher' at all....No, it is not so novel, it is better to say that the respect for the supervisor is increasing without limit.

How did he manage to use a normal human physique to squeeze a thing that looks beyond specifications, runs or even looks like a small tank, into a rag bag?

The supervisor didn't think so much. After confirming that all the joints of the'butcher' had been broken, he rounded the hook on his hand and threw it out. The target was the gate that was blocked by the black substance.

Accompanied by a sharp cracking sound, the door opened unimpeded again, but the supervisor did not leave immediately. He patted the blood-stained clothes: "Ah...it's so troublesome, why is it so troublesome, this suit is so expensive, and again It must be deducted from the salary, and..."

"Do you think I would be afraid of you? If you send one over today, I will kill one. If you send a group over, I will tear a group. Come on! Outside I am afraid that you are an A-level, and you can't tell you goodbye here. Come on!"

Accompanied by the provocation of the supervisor, one after another survivors may have experienced, perhaps a companion died in their hands, the'butcher' emerged from the black fog.

The goal is obvious, is to keep spitting fragrance, greeting the ancestor of the'evil spirit' from head to toe and then turning it over, to the supervisor coveted by the'evil spirit' who is born out of nothing.

The vicious verbal abuse is directed towards the next three roads, every sentence is close to intimate contact, and the vocabulary is as rich as rap, but the supervisor can happen to be under the siege of a group of "butchers" without stopping the greetings in the mouth, tearing some body out by the way, backhand Use their own weapons to slaughter them.

Long-term exercises are not useless, or just give the supervisor some extra damage slots when'arming anomalies'. It is from the inside out to improve the quality of the supervisor as a whole. Perhaps when dealing with high abnormalities, the supervisor Weak and fragile... But what he is facing now is a'butcher' that even ordinary people can easily stun.

With one plus one minus, the supervisor unexpectedly did something that no one else would have even dared to think of--he managed to kill all those'butchers' that appeared endlessly after spending a lot of physical labor, even Can't find a complete piece of flesh to confirm what he killed.

But the reality is beyond doubt. The supervisor stood among a pile of corpses, carrying a skull smasher in his left hand, and a chain saw full of minced meat on his right shoulder. After looking around, he raised his head.

"Who else!!"

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