The heavy motorcycle hunter didn't know that he had become a tool man. He relied on the boxing he had practiced for more than ten years and was successful in street fights and amateur boxing matches.
Coupled with the excitement of the first hunt, the stimulation of crazy secretion of adrenaline and dopamine.
Even though he knew that his prey was a big man, he still didn't have too much caution. Instead, he felt confident that he could easily handle it.
Following the coordinates of the prey marked on the mobile phone, he came directly to the gate of the production workshop.
There are more than a dozen large windows on both sides of the production workshop, and the window sills are only over one meter high.
Selecting any one of these windows as the entrance to the production workshop is much safer than entering through the main door.
From a probabilistic perspective...
There is only one door, but there are more than a dozen possibilities for windows. The latter is obviously safer than the former.
However, the heavy motorcycle hunter not only lacks hunting experience, but is also a newbie when it comes to the common sense of conventional military raid logic.
certainly.
It does not rule out that he is overconfident in himself and thinks that his strength is very impressive.
He felt that under the rule that the weapons held by the prey were not allowed to be higher than those of the hunter, he rushed over with his weapons. As long as he could find the prey, he could definitely kill the prey easily.
The heavy motorcycle hunter did not bother to climb through the window, and chose to go in through the main entrance of the production workshop for the sake of convenience.
"It seems I was the first one to arrive. Great, the prey is mine."
Seeing that the gate was closed, the heavy machine hunter was very excited.
Stepping over the rotten wooden box on the ground at the gate, I came to the door and looked at the structure to see if it opened inward. Then I pressed my hands on the door and pushed inward.
"Squeak~"
The large rusty iron gate slowly opened under the push of the heavy motorcycle hunter.
After opening it just wide enough for one person to enter, the heavy motorcycle hunter found that there was a wooden board blocking the inside of the door, so he raised his foot and kicked it through.
There was a click and the board broke.
He's a tall man of about 1.8 meters, but he's quite strong.
"Just use this to hold the door? It's too low."
The corners of the heavy motorcycle hunter's mouth were raised, and he was so proud that he didn't even notice the strange thing above his head.
When he kicked the door panel without thinking, the mechanism linked to the wooden board above his head was activated, and a trap made of thick steel wire with chopsticks fell down, and it was placed squarely on his neck.
When people encounter a sudden change, their first instinct is to retreat.
At the same time, the hands will remove things that come into contact with the body.
While the heavy motorcycle hunter was retreating, he tried to take away the things that fell on his body with both hands. As soon as he grasped the wire, the severe pain caused him to drop his hands again.
It turned out that there were many small steel wire thorns inserted between the three twisted steel wires.
The palm of my hand felt stinging, and I instinctively took it back.
However, this nervous reaction of stopping his hand caused the heavy motorcycle hunter to lose his only chance to save himself.
"Dong~"
The heavy motorcycle hunter took two steps back and kicked his heels on the rotten wooden box he had just stepped over.
The wooden box was moved more than ten centimeters by his kick. The coupling mechanism under the weed-covered box on the right side was triggered, and the rope triggered the mechanism in the factory——
Big steel pipe!
The large steel pipe, which was originally tied to the wall with a rope, lost its restraint and fell to the ground driven by gravity.
Although the outside of the steel pipe is rusty, its diameter is as thick as an adult's waist, making it weigh at least 300 kilograms.
The other end of the steel wire tied to the steel pipe is now wrapped around the neck of the heavy motorcycle hunter.
As the steel pipe falls to the ground, the steel wire is stretched toward the ground. Under the influence of the pulley, the steel wire around the neck retracts upward.
Less than a second.
"Qiang~"
The steel wire made a loud noise and stretched straight.
The wire ring around the heavy motorcycle hunter's neck tightened in an instant under the strong pull of the steel pipe, strangling his neck tightly.
Before he could make any other reaction.
"Clang~"
The steel pipe hit the ground hard, and the old cement floor was cracked.
The heavy motorcycle hunter, whose neck was tied up with a steel wire, was also forcibly pulled up from the ground and hung in the middle of the gate.
The spikes on the steel wire ring were all pierced into his neck.
Severe pain penetrates the soul.
However, this pain is only secondary.
Being tightened and hung in mid-air by a wire ring, his blood and breathing were all blocked and cut off, causing the heavy motorcycle hunter's complexion to turn into a terrifying pig liver color at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At the same time, the blood vessels in the head and neck also swelled rapidly.
Like giant earthworms, they crawled all over his face and neck, looking very ferocious and terrifying.
In less than two seconds.
The heavy motorcycle hunter who looked very confident when he arrived suddenly turned into a hanging lamb for slaughter, and the fear from his soul filled his eyes.
He doesn't want to die.
He struggled hard.
My hands tried to dig at the wire around my neck, I struggled to take out a dagger to cut it off, I struggled to grab the top of the door to use force, I wanted to shout help...
In order to survive, the heavy motorcycle hunter used various means in a very short period of time.
pity.
Of no use.
There is no way to change his fate. He will eventually be greeted by increasingly weak struggles, twisting, and harsh coughing sounds coming from his trachea.
Until he finally lost all power and the phone disappeared from his eyes and stopped.
Hanging quietly on the door.
Only his long tongue sticking out, his bloodshot eyes seemed to be about to explode, and his face so red that it turned purple, telling the world how painful he was before he died.
And if he was seen looking like a hanged man in the middle of the night...
Let alone children, adults will be frightened and cry.
"What? Are you going to die now?"
"Damn, this bastard is so cruel."
"Is he the prey? Or are we the prey? I can't tell."
Hidden in the surrounding buildings and terrain, the hunters originally thought they could watch a good show and let a scapegoat escape the dragon battle.
Seeing everything happening in front of them, everyone couldn't help but have self-doubt.
Even an experienced hunter who had more than ten or twenty hunting experiences and was used to seeing all kinds of prey could not help but frown at this moment.
because……
They feel the same way.
The strength displayed by Long Zhan, the prey they were chasing, in just over an hour, was too exaggerated.
Not only did he kill two hunters with his physical strength, but now he relied on this ingenious and ingenious mechanism to kill a hunter with his IQ without even showing his face.
This kind of prey with both strength and intelligence is like Dwayne Tyson with a PhD from MIT.