Supreme Hunter in the Post-Apocalypse

alling to the ground. It was obvious that the visitor did not give them any time

he sheriff, was

ny noise, let alone an

ll forcibly dismantled. With a snort, a hand wearing a dark black leather glove was inserted into the thin iron sheet that wa

f-body armor made of silver-gray alloy, which protected vital parts such as the front chest, the back, and the lower abdomen. Under the a

ction more than ten meters away to here in a few minutes with his bare

he hell in the room unfo

me she saw so many people gathered together. She instinctively sensed a hint of danger, and w

the noisy crowd suddenly fell silent, and eve

ears, obviously getting heavier and heavier. So he sigh

had just been opened for a few min

id body was ancient and elegant, and the copper lamps were polished to shine. They were driven by four tall h

thoroughbred horses, but it didn't matter. No matter what the horses were

on their bodies was exactly the same as that of the blond youth. The difference was that th

eavy machine guns, the she

the back, and laid them along the main road from under the

ood. The servants did not hesitate to stack the apparently ridiculously expensive carpets one by one until the carpet was

ple in Yorkston were little more than beggars of old. There was a very conspicuous big hole in the sheriff's jeans, but because the hole was not on his

light as a butterfly, and the soft muscles on the mutilated limbs only slightly sank, bearing the weight of the waiter. When they finis

oy's dark green pu

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