Hunter: Tonight, Germain joins the hunt

"That's it, see you later."

After Germain said this, he waited for a moment, then hung up the phone, put the phone away, and looked at Shan Zhi with bright eyes.

"One left."

Zenji's bald head was covered with cold sweat. He was now aware of his situation. The pupils of his eyes narrowed involuntarily and his lips trembled.

"Do you... do you know... who I am... do you know what will happen if you attack me...?"

"I don't know, and I'm not interested either."

Germain walked towards Good Governance, the shadow of the hunter's robe being dragged long under the moonlight.

"I...I have already reported...reported that you are in Youkesin City..." Shanzhi stepped back, "If something happens to me...you will be..."

He couldn't finish his words because with a click, the deformed meat saw slashed hard on his face and sunk into his skull.

Fear and despair became his last thoughts.

"Pfft", Germain pulled out the meat saw knife.

Shan Zhi's bald head looked like a split watermelon. His eyes were dull and he fell softly to the cold ground with a "plop", losing the noisy vitality he had before.

Germain glanced around and realized that one of the six men, whose arm had been chopped off, was still alive.

"Please...spare me..."

Ignoring his pleas, Germain took action and killed him.

Then, he squatted down, groped around on the six corpses, found cash and banknotes, put them in his arms, took off the ring on Shan Zhi's finger, and took them away with them.

He deserves this.

Germain's original trip was supposed to be back to the Bechita Hotel.

But he and Xiaodi agreed to meet each other, so they took a taxi and came to the square where they met during the day.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, the taxi stopped at the square.

Germain paid and walked slowly in the square.

There are few pedestrians seen here, and most of them are in a hurry.

The fountain stopped flowing, and the statue in the middle seemed like a man standing in the darkness.

Under the streetlight not far away, a dim area was illuminated.

Xiaodi was sitting on the bench there, holding a palm-sized book in both hands, reading attentively.

Germain walked towards her.

Xiaodi quickly noticed the footsteps and breath, raised her head, and when she saw it was Germain, she closed the book and stood up.

"Someone interrupted me just now." Germain got straight to the point. "Let me confirm again. You have decided to agree to my request and cooperate with me for a long time, right?"

Xiaodi adjusted her glasses and nodded.

"Hmm. Rather than accepting a job from a stranger, it's better to cooperate with people who are also from Meteor Street. That's what I think."

There is a reason why she thinks this way.

Meteor Street will not reject any "trash", even if the "trash" is a living person.

Therefore, Meteor Street is basically full of people without social identity documents, and without identity documents, they are reduced to the lowest level of society.

As a result, the residents of Meteor Street, especially children, have become the targets of the rich, powerful, and gangsters.

Anyway, no local government will be free to care about the life and death of this group of people.

This prompted Meteor Street to undergo a painful transformation.

The elders of Meteor Street cooperated with the gangs and sent some talented people here to the gangs for training in exchange for superficial peace and stability.

In the past, Germain used this channel to get out of Meteor Street and go to the outside world.

However, few people are willing to be someone else's dog.

The elders and residents of Meteor Street gradually developed the idea of ​​resistance——

"We accept everyone who comes, so don't take anything from us."

In order to protect Meteor Street, they need to spread a fearsome atmosphere to the outside world.

This requires considerable unity among the residents, even to the point of launching suicide attacks on behalf of the residents who have been wronged.

To the outside world, Meteor Street is a stronghold of a terrorist organization, but to the residents of Meteor Street, it is a strict organization that watches and helps each other.

The Phantom Troupe was also born in this environment.

Xiaodi didn't completely trust Germain, but this idea had grown up with her and had long been ingrained.

"Okay." German didn't hesitate and extended his hand to Xiaodi, "I hope we can have a happy cooperation."

"It's a pleasure to cooperate." Xiaodi also extended his hand.

The two shook hands, then let go.

"Can you tell us where we are going now?" Xiaodi asked, "Or should we wait until the contract is signed?"

In fact, whether to sign a contract or not does not mean much to the two people who came from Meteor Street.

If you want to abide by it, you will abide by it to the end. If you don't want to abide by it, the contract is just a piece of waste paper.

So, German shook his head and pointed out directly: "It's the Dark Continent."

"Dark Continent?" Xiaodi tilted his head and blinked his big eyes in confusion, "Is it a place outside the world? We can't get there, can we? We can't get permission."

She said "impossible" twice in a row. Under normal circumstances, she was right.

The V5 power has not sent personnel to the Dark Continent for decades. Even if it has such intention recently, it is unlikely that the people from Meteor Street will obtain permission.

Just as Germain was about to explain, he heard the sound of car tires scraping the ground, coming from all directions.

After a while, more than a dozen black cars suddenly drove into the originally quiet square and stopped at various intersections, blocking the place.

A group of men in black got out of the car.

Someone had a mobile phone in his hand, someone had a gun, and someone pushed the taxi driver who had just sent German over from the car.

The taxi driver fell to the ground, got up, looked up and saw Germain, and shouted loudly.

"Yes...it's him! The person in the photo is him!"

"Do you even need to say that?!"

The man in black next to him kicked him, then narrowed his eyes, glanced at Germain and Xiaodi, and walked towards them.

Other men in black also gathered around.

When the taxi driver saw this, he ran away and stayed away from this place of right and wrong.

"Germain!" the leading gang cadre said in a bad tone, "How dare you attack Shan Zhi? You people in Meteor Street are becoming less and less ignorant of the rules! Don't think you can escape!"

"The 'Ten Old Men' have issued an order to issue a high reward, regardless of your life or death. Now the gangs in the entire Youkesin City are active."

"There are our people in every neighborhood! Will you and your companions surrender to us, or will you fight to the end? You have only five seconds..."

Before the man finished speaking, his vision started to spin.

He seemed to be on a roller coaster, and then rolled down to the ground in a rather strange posture, as if he had turned into a ball.

When the severe pain and screams from around him were heard, the gang leader's eyes widened and he understood what had happened to him.

"Am I being chopped?"

Germain stood in front of him in the blink of an eye, the meat saw in his hand dripping blood.

And this blood belongs to him.

"He chopped off Boss Ross's head!"

"When did he rush over?!"

"Stop being dazed, shoot, shoot, kill these two bastards!"

Xiaodi, who was standing next to Germain, was also regarded as an accomplice, although strictly speaking, she was indeed an accomplice now.