In the maze-like underground passage, there was a sound of footsteps like a storm. A faint light flickered in the depths of O'Brien's gray pupils, the world in his eyes had become colorful, and there was a very obvious trace in the colors, marking the route William had traveled.
O'Brien didn't deliberately slow down his footsteps, he knew it was meaningless, William was obviously a guy with extraordinary perception ability, no matter how careful he was, he couldn't hide it from him. Moreover, O'Brien did not have the experience of surviving in the wilderness for a long time, and William was obviously very adaptable to the wilderness. Once William was given enough time to hide, it would be impossible for O'Brien to find him again.
So O'Brien let go of his speed, and ran at a speed of more than fifty kilometers in this intricate passage. What he has to do is to catch up with William with his overwhelming advantages in physical strength and speed, and kill William.
The moment William fled into the underground passage, O'Brien clearly saw that William's exposed skin was still covered with criss-cross cuts. He believed that with this kind of injury, William would not last long. Stealth and sniping are one thing, confrontation is another.
One intersection after another passed by O'Brien's side. He was running at high speed, with angry flames radiating from his gray pupils. Seeing another intersection appear in front of him, O'Brien suddenly leaned back, and his feet suddenly touched the steel rails!
The ear-piercing sound of metal friction resounded through the underground passages near and far, and the soles of leather boots with soft alloys rubbed against the rails, bringing out a stream of dazzling sparks. O'Brien maintained this posture and slid across the intersection.
The intersection aisle is connected to a parallel maintenance aisle. William stood in the maintenance aisle, aiming at this side with his rifle flat. In the darkness, those green pupils were like shining gemstones, emitting a faint light.
When O'Brien saw William, the entire passage was illuminated by the flames from the gun. When the roaring gunshots reached O'Brien's ears, the bullets had already shot under the wall of the passageway, and knocked down a large piece of thick concrete, and the flying gravel hit O'Brien's face and hands. , pain like a needle prick.
William fired ahead of time, and the bullets were fired against the edge of the passage wall, but he didn't expect that O'Brien would lean back and slide through the passage, so the bullets passed by within ten centimeters of O'Brien's chest, shoot empty.
O'Brien swung his left hand the moment he saw William, and then his senses were filled with firelight and gunshots, and the remaining kinetic energy in his body dragged him through the passage.
When O'Brien reappeared at the intersection of the passage, William had already disappeared. On the wall of the maintenance passage, there is a circular piece of ice with a diameter of more than 30 centimeters embedded. The edge of the ice flake was extremely sharp, fully cutting into the concrete wall by nearly ten centimeters. O'Brien pulled out the ice shard, but no bloodstains were seen on the edge.
In this ambush, neither side hit the other side. William's sudden shot completely calmed down O'Brien's reckless anger, but it didn't dampen his fighting spirit. O'Brien followed the trace left by William and missed this opportunity. He didn't know when he might face William again. The battle just now has shown that even after being seriously injured, William is still an extremely dangerous opponent, and may even take O'Brien's life at any time. But O'Brien still chased after him.
He knew the danger ahead, but he didn't think that his status was so honored that his subordinates thought that he couldn't risk himself at all. And there is another strong thing that drives him forward, called honor.
The maintenance passage soon came to an end, leading to a long-abandoned subway station. The trace left by William became thicker and thicker. He turned a corner and disappeared into the toilet on the side of the platform.
Boom! O'Brien kicked down the locked door of the bathroom with one kick, and rushed in. The ceiling above the head has been opened, revealing a deep air passage. Judging by the size of the air duct, it can barely squeeze a person into it. And William fled in such a hurry that he didn't even have time to reset the grille at the vent opening.
O'Brien jumped up, his head and upper body had already entered the air passage, and then he struck horizontally with his left elbow, and his elbow actually broke into the stainless steel air passage wall, hanging his body.
The initial section of the ventilation duct goes upwards vertically, and then extends out horizontally. At the end, there is darkness, and O'Brien can't see clearly.
O'Brien pressed his right hand towards the passageway in the air, his eyes flashed, and there was a muffled bang, as if the entire subway station shook! An invisible force field rapidly extended in the passage, and wherever it passed, the stainless steel plates constituting the ventilation passage were struggling and struggling. However, under the almost irresistible force torn and twisted, the entire passage quickly twisted and collapsed. It was like being smashed by countless boulders!
At the other end of the passage, William's modified rifle was thrown out, and then William almost rushed out of the passage, caught the modified rifle in the air, and landed lightly on the ground.
He suddenly raised his head and stared at the entrance of the passage that he just jumped out of.
There was only a sound of a wave, and countless dust and sundries spewed out from the entrance of the passage, and then they were twisted together, as if being twisted by an invisible giant hand. If William came out a minute late, he might be crushed by the steel ventilation duct!
William only glanced at the twisted passageway before disappearing into the deep underground passage with his rifle in hand.
The battle is far from over.
O'Brien didn't know about the underground passages in this area, and even gave up on tracking the traces left by William. The speed of William moving in the ventilation duct was unusually fast, the blow that O'Brien thought was bound to hit unexpectedly missed. But these few close contacts have made him lock onto William. In the induction, William is constantly moving like a little green fire. Although O'Brien didn't know the terrain, he was constantly approaching William. With his speed nearly double that of William, even if he took a detour, he could quickly return to the right path, and continued to draw the two sides closer by less than 100 meters. distance.
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There are all kinds of dangerous creatures living in the underground passage, but none of them came out at this moment, and they all left this area far away. Whether it was O'Brien, or William who no longer concealed his aura, they all gave them too many dangerous intuitions.
This area was unfamiliar to both William and O'Brien, as long as William ran, it would be recorded on the map, so there was never a problem of getting lost. O'Brien also seemed to have an unusual memory for the terrain, even though he followed William around in the passages of the maze, the distance was gradually shortening. As long as he walked through the place once, there would be no detours or detours.
William soon discovered this too, but he still maintained a uniform running, as if he was preparing to compete with O'Brien for physical exertion. O'Brien's speed was constant at 1.5 times of William's, neither fast nor slow, and there was no sign of massive physical exertion at all.
When the distance between the two sides had been shortened to 30 meters, William stopped suddenly. O'Brien's gray hair suddenly flew up, he exerted all of his strength, his military boots stepped on the steel rails, and sparks were scattered across the steel rails, and he suddenly increased his speed and rushed forward! He has also walked through this passage before, and knows that William's position at the moment is just two corners away. With this distance, O'Brien can rush in front of William in just 2 seconds. He was confident he could dodge Willem's bullet, or at least keep Willem from hitting the deadly spot, and when he did, Willem never had a chance.
With the sound of howling wind, O'Brien's body directly flew up and rushed towards the opposite wall! He took two heavy steps on the wall, and he rushed across the first corner forcefully and ferociously, just like running on the wall. Where he landed, there were large cracks in the concrete.
When passing the corner, O'Brien's pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw an extra metal oil drum at another corner, and a tracer bullet had just shot into the oil drum from the side!
The firelight suddenly illuminated every dark corner in the passage, and the raging flames rolled in, rushing violently along the closed space of the underground passage!
O'Brien's heart was beating powerfully, and the sudden danger almost made the hairs all over his body stand on end. He was rushing towards the oncoming flames at a ferocious speed of more than seventy kilometers, and he was in mid-air, so it was difficult to turn around!
O'Brien bowed in an instant, protected his head with his arms, and straightened his legs forward and backward, assuming a comprehensive defensive posture in mid-air. The instant before the flames hit his body, an ice shield with a diameter of tens of centimeters suddenly appeared in front of O'Brien.
The ferocious oil and gas flames completely engulfed O'Brien, not only completely neutralizing his momentum, shattering the ice shield, but also pushing him backwards, and then ruthlessly throwing his body on the wall of the passage, wantonly Squeezing and colliding with O'Brien's slender body.
However, the oil and gas flames that hit the wall had no way to go forward, so they had to turn around and go to the left, rushing to the side passage. In the blink of an eye, the power of the explosion had diminished, and burning flames were everywhere in the passage. These gasoline-derived flames were extremely difficult to extinguish, and the temperature in the underground passage suddenly rose to the point where ordinary creatures could not survive.
O'Brien fell from the wall, he landed in a standard posture, but still almost fell. There were still large areas of flames burning on the uniform of the Black Dragonrider, and a head of beautiful gray hair was burnt to pieces. He coughed violently, spouting blood from his mouth and nose.
He supported the wall and stood up slowly. The cold breath could not help emitting from under the uniform, and the flames still burning on his body quickly became weaker, and after a few more shakes, they were extinguished one by one.
O'Brien's handsome face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and the faint anger was like molten magma on the ice, which might erupt at any time.
He suddenly roared!
Within 10 meters of this usually quiet and shy young man, layers of misty cold mist suddenly appeared, and all the burning flames were instantly extinguished!
At the other end of the passage, William leaned back and was retreating rapidly. If you don't see it with your own eyes, you can't imagine that a person can reach this speed in retreat. William held the modified rifle flat with his left hand, pointing the muzzle forward. In front of him was a violently rushing oil and gas flame. The flame charged fiercely, but William also retreated quickly, and the flame was always a few meters away, and did not pounce on William.
The most violent stage of the oil and gas flame passed quickly, and was quickly pulled away by William. O'Brien didn't emerge from the flames as William expected, it seems that he was seriously injured in this explosion. William wouldn't be surprised if he did burst through the flames. This quiet and delicate young man has abilities as deep as the ocean, and nothing can be said to be a miracle. William has already felt it.
William stood in the flickering underground passage, quietly looking at the burning underground passages in front of him. That gray-haired young man was indeed powerful, and the mysterious powers he had shown far surpassed William's. Just thinking of the completely twisted ventilation ducts would send a chill down William's heart. However, this will not shake William's determination and confidence to kill him. The ruins and wilderness are William's world.
If O'Brien really rushed out of the flames just now, William's ready-to-fire shot would probably blow one of his legs flying.
The modified rifle was slowly put down, the muzzle pointed obliquely at the ground, and William walked steadily towards the ground along a sloping staircase.
At the entrance of another subway station, O'Brien pushed open the half-closed barbed wire door, and walked up the steps step by step. He could completely slam the barbed wire door away, and he did have this urge the moment he pushed the door open. However, O'Brien's mood gradually calmed down, and he still chose the most regular way to walk on the ground.
The moment his upper body leaned out of the supporting walls on both sides of the subway exit, O'Brien's body suddenly leaned forward and fell straight down. When he was about to hit the ground, he gently supported his body with his right hand. He maintained this posture, looking into the darkness.
A few hundred meters away, William stood quietly in the middle of the crossroads, looking at O'Brien with green eyes. The modified rifle did not aim, but was behind William's back. He just made an aiming idea just now, and then O'Brien sensed it, and instantly left the area he locked.
O'Brien was unusually serious, exerting force with his right hand, and his body sprang up again like a clockwork. He walked out of the subway station and stood in the middle of the road, facing William far away.
After a round of desperate pursuit, O'Brien finally understood that he couldn't catch William, even if he locked William's position, it was useless. When Willian's injury improved, he had no chance. And William also knew that his sniper rifles, which he had always been unfavorable in the past, were ineffective against O'Brien, whether it was long-distance or short-distance. If William had a pistol in his hand, maybe it would be another story. But he doesn't have a pistol now, and in the world of ruins and wilderness, there is no word if.
William and O'Brien looked at each other for a moment, then turned and left, drifting away.
"Next time, I will kill you." O'Brien's brow tingled with such a message.
"Me too." There was also a chill in the night wind blowing towards William.
Early in the morning, William sat on the top floor of a tall building, watching the team slowly leaving the city. His green gaze fell on Lucas across a distance of several thousand meters.
Laiknar and O'Brien, the sudden appearance of these two unusually powerful guys must have something to do with Lucas. At least, Lucas is also their guide. The trouble, no, it should be said to be a disaster, is just beginning now. This was evident from the moment William shot Laiknar. Judging from the almost identical uniforms on Laiknar and O'Brien, as well as ten well-trained subordinates, it doesn't take much wisdom to deduce that they both belong to an extremely powerful organization. And judging from the ages of Laiknar and O'Brien, they are probably only low-ranking members of this organization!
However, why did Lucas suddenly bring people from this organization to hunt him down? Could it be related to Sophia?
Sophia's appearance appeared in front of William's eyes, with short flying chestnut hair, extremely elastic skin, soft but powerful waist and legs, and the always rebellious eyes, flashed before his eyes one by one. He didn't believe that Sophia would be the instigator of this hunt. A monster like the Black Dragonrider was definitely not something that Roxelan could control and drive. Laiknar's posture of capturing himself is no different from capturing a rare mutant creature. William himself was also a hunter, and he had found and captured many mutated new species. The eyes he looked at his prey were almost exactly the same as the eyes Laiknar looked at him.
There was a game between him and Sophia, and the rules for the next game were agreed upon. Did Sophia break the rules?
William didn't know, and didn't want to think about it. All he knew was that the Roxland Company was involved in the hunt for him, and almost kill him. William did not intend to remain silent about this kind of behavior. His life in the wilderness made him understand that direct, simple and brutal revenge is more effective than any threat.
Maybe William can't shake the Black Dragonrider, and after killing Laiknar, there will be endless troubles in the future, he must leave this area. But before leaving, William decided to let the Roxland Company understand what price it would pay to provoke a sniper who grew up in the wilderness.
Whether it is the old times or the turbulent times, there is no free lunch. Similarly, there is no free harvest, and Roxland is no exception.
If the hunt for him really originated from Sophia, then William didn't mind adding a beautiful name to his hunting record.