Chapter 3： 　Surprise

When Lanny turned her head, Allen was already standing in the door of the bedroom. The five-year-old boy was surprisingly calm, and Allen asked softly, "Mom, what is a predator?"

"Devil." Lanni said briefly, and added: "Sad devil."

Many years later, Allen knew the meaning of this sentence. But now, Lanni has no time for him to experience this: "Ellen, we have to get out of here. Take your dagger with you, no need to clean up the rest!"

The mother and son took simple luggage and just ran out the door. A flash of fire came from the entrance of the town, and then the explosion appeared in a bungalow not far from them. Flames gush out from the windows and doors of the cottage. Opened the roof of the house and rushed to an altitude of ten meters!

Along with the bursting fire, a strong shock wave spread out, slamming the mother and son back into the house. The two fell into a ball, and after a few seconds, Lanni recovered from her dizziness. She shook Alan, and the boy struggled to get up, saying he was okay. Turning around again to leave the house, Lanni saw several figures emerging from the fire a few meters away.

Those were a few men, but not the men in town. With oil paint or tattoos on their bodies, chainsaws or submachine guns in their hands, they were killing several nearby residents. One of the men looked towards the room, and met Lanny in midair.

Lanny gritted her teeth and rushed to shut the door. Then he dragged a table over behind the door, ran back, and opened a patched blanket in the corner of the room, under which was a cellar. Usually used to hide some food, Lanny opened the cellar and beckoned Alan to come over.

Allen seemed to know what was going to happen, his body was shaking slightly, but he didn't say a word. He walked over, and Lanni kissed his forehead and said, "Hide in here and don't come out, Ellen. You want to live! Then that dagger killed your dad. His name is Archimedes, without him, There is no cursed destiny for us today!"

Allen was shocked, he just remembered one name instinctively: Archimedes. He was in the cellar, and the space was not completely dark, with faint light and some sounds coming from above.

The sound of the door being knocked hard.

Then there was a loud noise, like a heavy object falling to the ground. Then Lanni's yelling and the sound of the pistol sounded at the same time, and Allen sat together in silence. Suddenly, a violent explosion sounded overhead, and hot flames swept across the cellar. The blazing fire light shone on the boy's face through the not-so-sturdy wooden door.

It was the sound of a grenade exploding.

This night, screams, roars and explosions kept ringing. In the small cellar, Alan was motionless like a sculpture. He did not cry, just like the night he was born. It's just that there is misty moisture in the bright red eyes.

At the same time, a certain corner of that young heart became hard and cold.

No matter how long the night is, there is a time to pass. When Alan came out of the house, he saw a large scorched area. Yesterday, the streets were still covered with silver-white snowflakes, but now they are bare and dark in color. On the scorched ground, fragmented bodies were scattered. In it, Alan saw a severed finger with a silver ring blackened by fire.

Unexplained sadness surged to his chest, and the boy took a deep breath before letting himself cry.

That is Lanny's ring.

Dead bodies can be seen everywhere in the streets and collapsed houses of the town. Among these corpses, many were residents of the town, most were men, and some were women and children. On the road not far away, Allen saw Moss next door, the little fat man who was one year older than Allen. Alan had a fight with him not long ago, and now, poor little Moss has only one half of his body left, and the other half of his body is missing.

Allen looked up, looking a little dazed. There are no half alive people in the town, whether it is the survivors or the so-called predators, they have already left before dawn. The world is so big that it seems to have no boundaries; at the same time, it is also so small that it cannot accommodate a boy.

For a moment, Allen didn't know where to go.

Alan walked blankly on the street, a light breeze blowing behind him at some unknown time, with a certain smell in the wind. As soon as he turned his head, he saw a black shadow rushing over the house behind him. There was a bang in his mind, and then he couldn't hear anything, and the world became silent. The pupils dilated slightly, which made him see clearly that this shadow was actually a wolf.

A wolf the size of a calf.

The whole body is covered with gray hairs, and its big and powerful mouth is big enough to bite off iron bars a few centimeters thick, and naturally it can easily bite Allen's neck.

This is a snow wolf, a dangerous species that can only be active and hunted in winter. Generally speaking, experienced hunters can deal with such dangerous species, but Allen is only a five-year-old child!

In the eyes of Xuelang, this is a piece of food that can be caught. Although the meat of human children is not much, the taste is very delicious, and the snow wolf can't wait to drink the warm blood from the tender neck. But when it saw the boy's red jewel-like eyes and a circle of silver-gray lines quietly floating around his pupils, the snow wolf felt fear!

It was like a natural enemy hitting one's own head, not a fresh and delicious human child.

Everything that followed happened in an instant.

The snow wolf did not bite the boy's neck. When the wolf pounced, Alan almost instinctively rolled forward and rolled under the wolf's belly. The dagger in his hand was naturally stabbed up, and even the boy did not make any other movements, only relying on the sharpness of the dagger itself and the inertia of the snow wolf's pounce, he opened a long wound in the wolf's belly.

The boy's blood, intestines and internal organs were soaked in blood. When Alan emerged from the wolf carcass, the boy had become a blood man. However, before he recovered from the excitement of the rest of his life, countless green lights floated on the corners of the streets, houses or other places.

Snow wolves, such dangerous creatures, usually act collectively. There are 23 of them, and they surround Allen.

Allen's attention was drawn to Snow Wolf. He didn't notice the devil's praise in his hand, and the wolf blood on the blade had all disappeared.

Only some dark red blood stains remained on the knife, which was the blood of a dead person.

The wolves were not eager to attack, Allen looked at one of them. It was a petite snow wolf with the smallest size, but with long silver hairs. It had light on its body that was not available in other types.

A misty, silver-white light. Solitary and solemn, like a gust of wind blowing at the end of autumn.

The silver wolf came out more and more, came to Alan's side and circled him. He also sniffed around Alan's body with his slightly damp nose, and the boy stood still during the whole process. Although only a few seconds, Allen felt like a century had passed.

The silver wolf stepped back a little, and the wolf mouth opened and he uttered human language: "Are you afraid of me?"

Allen was overwhelmed with surprise.

Silver Wolf showed a humane smile: "Although our body structure is different, we can still simulate your human voice by using the vibration of certain muscles. Why, have you never seen anything like this before?"

The boy shook his head honestly.

A hint of surprise flashed through the silver wolf’s quiet blue pupils, and then he said: "Your taste is not unpleasant, I like you. Your kind is dead, how about it, do you want to go with me? Or is it our lunch?"

"If you leave with you, will you kill me?"

"Of course not. On the contrary, I will teach you to hunt. But if you want food, you have to get it on your own, just like my fellow countrymen."

"Then I will go with you." Allen did not hesitate, he did not forget his mother's last request. In any case, even if you are with Xuelang, you must live.

Only by living, can Lanni's last wish be realized!

So that day, a little boy and a silver snow wolf left the town that had just experienced a massacre.

"By the way, my name is Bai Fang." Silver Wolf said on the way.

"My name is Ellen."

The boy hesitated for a while and asked, "Why let me go?"

"Because you are afraid of me, and even more because I am lonely..."

The world will not stop because of whom, the gears of time always roll forward at their own pace. Five years of cold winter, just a moment.

Breaking dawn calendar 433 years, summer.

A team of soldiers shuttled between the mountains and forests. They are a hunting group that specializes in accepting various commissions. Sometimes they hunt rare and dangerous species for huge profits. There are only three people in the hunting group, and they are all source power, especially the leader Andy, who is a level 9 source power! As for the soldiers, they were actually hired from the nearby city of Gaul. There is no other reason, just because this mercenary is familiar with the surrounding environment.

At this time, the mercenary captain Gut said: "Head, we are not far from the wolf den The captain Andy glanced at him and said: "Captain Gut, are you sure about those **** snow wolves? nearby? "

"Last month, when we accepted the official commission of Gaul City to conduct a regular biological survey of the mountains and forests in this area, we did find the nest of snow wolves. If those guys haven't moved, it won't be wrong." Gut After a pause, he emphasized: "Summer is the season that snow wolves hate early. In this season, they usually hide in shady caves for the whole summer, so the chance of transferring their nests is not high."

"Very good." Andy jumped up, his eyes showed greedy gaze: "I heard that a silver snow wolf appeared in this snow wolf. The fur of the silver snow wolf is hard to find! It seems that I don't want to get rich this time. It's hard."

At the same time as the hunting group appeared, on the other end of the forest, a horned deer was hovering among the grass. It had complex horns like a crown, which was its weapon to protect itself. It is arching the grass with its horns, which is a means to test whether there is danger hidden in the grass. After confirming that there is no danger, it gnaws at this green grass. It can decompose water and fiber from the grass to maintain its own life.

Suddenly, the horned deer raised its head, and then its powerful hind limbs pressed the ground, and immediately swept a graceful arc. This horned deer feels danger. This is an almost intuitive ability that has saved it many times so far. But this time it was an exception. There was a sudden flash of silver light under the tree sprout not far away, and the horned deer trembled suddenly in the air, and then fell to the ground with a whine.

A sharp dagger was gone, nailed into its neck. The horned deer's eyes were full of fear, and it could feel something in its body being sucked away. It still died immediately, but it was unable to get up. It could only watch the predator emerge from the shade of the tree in despair.