One person said: The essence of Wuhou Qimen lies not in Qimen, but in Wuhou.

Scene 3: The Gathering Place of the Four Madmen

A secluded, sheltered spot in a mountain hollow behind the hill.

Wine is a poison that burns through the intestines, lust is a steel knife that scrapes the bones, wealth is the root of trouble, and anger is like thunder and fire!

Four madmen who control the highest desires of humanity are gathered together, awaiting their moment of revelry.

However, Gao Ning, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly turned pale!

His previously squinting, smiling eyes widened like saucers, his obese cheeks twitched violently, and he screamed in terror:

"Something's wrong! Scatter! Scatter quickly!!"

"My 'Twelve Labors of Passion' formation... was shattered by an extremely terrifying, murderous aura of iron and blood! We can't handle this! Run!!"

Gao Ning scrambled to his feet, his massive body bursting with unprecedented agility, and fled for his life into the depths of the dense forest without looking back!

Shen Chong, Dou Mei, and Xia He didn't even have time to ask a single question.

Gao Ning's Twelve Labors Formation can silently torment a person's meridians and emotions. Even he was frightened to this extent. The newcomer must be an invincible monster!

With perfect coordination, the four figures split into four different directions and fled in different directions!

……

【Hunter 1: Thunder Smoke Cannon - Gao Ning】

Gao Ning ran wildly through the woods, beads of sweat rolling down his bald head like soybeans.

He desperately activated his Twelve Labors Formation to its maximum, fully opening his sensory network.

However, in his world of perception, a cold, fierce, and steel-like Qi was rushing toward him with incredible linear acceleration!

"call--"

The strong winds suddenly stopped.

Gao Ning's pupils contracted sharply, and he slammed on the brakes, bringing the car to a complete stop.

Three meters in front of him, a special forces soldier fully armed with a black exoskeleton armor stood silently on the rocks.

There were no challenges from martial arts masters, and no probing exchanges between martial arts practitioners.

With a flick of his right hand, the soldier unleashed a series of roars from his tactical pistol. His figure transformed into a black lightning bolt, using tactical slides and side rolls to block all of Gao Ning's evasive routes!

"This is outrageous!"

Gao Ning roared, pushing forward with both arms, his surging Qi condensing into a substantial protective aura: "Thunder Smoke Cannon! Explode!"

However, the next second, Gao Ning was completely dumbfounded.

The special forces soldier opposite him clenched his fist in mid-air, and the improved fully automatic assault rifle, which was glowing with the light of runes, instantly fell into his palm!

"Da da da da da da!!"

Specialized armor-piercing projectiles formed a blazing line of fire, tearing through the night!

Gao Ning's protective aura, which he was so proud of and which could withstand the bombardment of ordinary superhumans for several minutes, shattered instantly in the face of this dense barrage of high-energy destructive energy, just like glass being hit by a heavy hammer!

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Blood splattered! Gao Ning's two calves were torn apart by the bullet on the spot. He screamed in agony as the huge mound of flesh rolled several times on the ground and slammed hard against the rocks.

Before he could even get up, the dark, gun-smelling muzzle of a gun was already firmly pressed against the center of his bald head.

When did... guns become as easy to destroy as cutting tofu?! Modern firearms combined with weapon crafting have reached such a terrifying level?!

The shadow of death loomed over him, and Gao Ning's ferocity vanished instantly. He raised his hands high and screamed like a pig being slaughtered:

"Don't shoot! Surrender! I surrender! I'm a monk! Spare my life, sir!!"

"Smack."

With a soft click, a specially made, high-dose anesthetic needle was precisely injected into his neck.

Gao Ning rolled his eyes and his massive body collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The soldier coldly reported into his headset: "Target incapacitated, captured."

……

【The Hunt Part Two: The Seedling of Calamity - Shen Chong】

Above the tree canopy, Shen Chong, dressed in a suit and tie, was leaping between the branches like a monkey.

He pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, his expression sinister, and his steps were so fast they left a blur.

"Bang!"

Without warning, the branches overhead exploded! A heavy foot encased in special operations boots came crashing down from mid-air!

Shen Chong reacted incredibly quickly, crossing his arms to protect his chest, and instantly unleashing the violent energy absorbed from the loan sharks!

"boom!"

The violent shockwave shredded the surrounding leaves into pieces, and Shen Chong was forced to fall from a height of ten meters to the mortal world, rolling awkwardly through the mud for more than ten meters.

Just as he was about to get up, his right ankle suddenly sank – a tiny anesthetic needle had somehow pierced his flesh!

"Damn it!" Shen Chong tried to force out the medicinal power with the vast Qi in his body, but the nano-level Qi poison contained in the medicine instantly sealed his Qi Sea, and his entire right leg lost all feeling!

"What is this thing?! I can't force it out... How is it possible I can't force it out?!"

Shen Chong felt a wave of dizziness wash over him, and a surge of intense despair and rage instantly overwhelmed his reason:

"I, Shen Chong, have roamed the world of supernatural beings; how could I possibly fall into the hands of a bunch of soldiers! Loan sharks... bring them all in!!"

Shen Chong's face contorted with rage. He roared and slammed his palm down hard on his dantian! At the cost of burning his lifespan and potential, he forcibly squeezed out all the qi within his body, transforming himself into a bloodthirsty beast with disheveled hair, roaring as he pounced back:

"I don't care what kind of state apparatus you are! If you want to arrest me, pay with your lives!!"

However, what greeted this mad beast was an extremely cold, metallic sound of its barrel being ejected.

Five meters away, the special forces soldier didn't even budge an inch, holding his rifle with both hands, buttstock against his shoulder, and decisively pulled the trigger—

"Da da da! Da da da! Da da da!"

The standard special tactics short burst fire, thirty Qi-breaking bullets were unleashed in less than one and a half seconds!

Blood erupted from Shen Chong's body like a storm!

Even with the help of boundless energy, his mortal body could not withstand the baptism of the steel torrent.

Shen Chong's forward momentum abruptly halted, and he was forced to retreat step by step by the blow, finally collapsing to the ground like a rag, his blood staining the grass red.

Cause of death: Acute mechanical trauma with severe iron poisoning.

The special forces soldier stepped forward, kicked off his loose glasses, and pressed the throat microphone:

"The target put up a stubborn resistance and has been killed."

……

【Hunter 3: The Intestinal Poison - Dou Mei】

"Huff... huff..."

Dou Mei flew through the dense forest, surrounded by a cloud of pale pink pollen-like energy.

The intestinal poison can soothe the mind of someone on the verge of collapse, and can also soften and wear down an opponent's fighting spirit and backbone.

In the past, as long as this move was used, any strong and tough man would turn into a spineless limp brute.

However, at this moment, Dou Mei's eyes were filled with terror.

From behind a large tree ahead, a soldier wielding a submachine gun emerged like a ghost, the muzzle pointed directly at her forehead.

Dou Mei stopped abruptly, swallowed hard, and shouted, pushing her internal energy to its limit. A pink poisonous mist swept over the soldier!

During the chase, the other person clearly inhaled a small amount of the poisonous mist, yet their steps did not falter in the slightest, and their eyes were as resolute as a tempered bayonet! This was not human willpower; it was the soul of a soldier forged through the most extreme political ideologies and iron discipline!

The special forces soldier coldly stared at the toxic fog filling the sky, having no intention of forcing his way through.

He suddenly thrust his legs into a horse stance, and the violent and pure yang energy within his body exploded like thunder. He clasped his hands together, and then stirred up a violent gust of wind!

"boom!!"

Like a hurricane passing through, Dou Mei's carefully arranged pink poisonous fog was blown away without a trace!

Immediately afterwards, the soldier expressionlessly drew his assault rifle from his back, the dark muzzle gleaming with a deathly dullness in the night.

That look seemed to be a silent warning: I've already given you a chance to surrender because you're a woman, don't make a mistake.