Du Di'an was also pale, and when he heard Sham's words, he hurriedly said: "We can't hide, we have to go to the top of the building to find him!"

Macon trembled: "He, he won't save us, we violated his words..."

"It's not asking for help, we're going to kill him! Or, lead that thing to him, even if it's dead, pull him back!" Du Di'an clenched his fists, his heart was full of fear, and his anger was extremely strong, his Guess is right, that bastard really used them as bait, and thanks to them helping him a bandage and deal with the wound before, not only did he not know how to be grateful, but he even bit back!

Moreover, this bite was too deep and painful, and it completely killed them!

Beast!

Du Di was never so angry in his heart, and he went up the corridor quickly, and at the same time, his mind was thinking very fast.

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...

At the top of the high-rise building, Byrne observed the Dread Dreader who was looking around on the street through the cracks in the broken wall, and saw that it suddenly froze and looked in the direction of the high-rise building. It had found the smell of the four little beasts!

A cold light flashed in Byrne's eyes, and he secretly said, "Damn little bastard, can't you just wait until you die, you have to run, thinking that you can save yourself by escaping into the building, and you will be bitten to death by it later? , worthless rubbish! Beasts! bastards!"

He knew that the four of Du Di'an were dead, and there was no 'walking corpse powder' to cover up the smell, and they would be found by the fearful. It's just that he couldn't be happy, instead, he gritted his teeth in anger, dying in the building was of no value to him, he couldn't find an angle to attack the building, the open street before was his most perfect The hunting ground, and in the building, is the worst terrain for a hunter like him who specializes in long-range bows and arrows!

At this time, he saw that the Dread Dreader had already got into the building, and immediately calculated the time in his heart. With the speed of the little devils going upstairs, if he left the street from the moment he entered the building, he should be at the moment. From the fourth floor to the sixth floor, at the speed of those who are afraid of dye, they will catch up when they run to the tenth floor!

And he was on the twenty-third floor.

When he climbed to the top floor, he had already recorded the number of floors in this building. As a battle-hardened hunter, his observation and coping abilities were beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

"If the battle broke out on the tenth floor, the distance from me to the tenth floor, with the smell of the dye-dreading person, I don't know if I would smell it." Byrne frowned and felt a little uneasy in his heart. After all, this fear dyed He has only seen simple information in hunting manuals, describing the "extremely sensitive sense of smell", but it is unknown how sensitive it is.

After thinking about it, he took out the bottle of walking corpse powder, poured it all on the black armor, and evenly smeared it on all parts of the body, while thinking and calculating quickly in his mind, "Now, they should be on the eighth floor, those who are afraid of dye should be After chasing them to the sixth floor, it is estimated that they will be eaten after a while, if the Dread Dangers eat them and feel me, they can only jump from here."

He began to think about a retreat plan. After all, he couldn't pin all his hopes on the walking corpse powder.

As time passed, Byrne's muscles were tense, his lips were squirming slightly, calculating the time, simulating the following process in his mind, secretly said: "These little ghosts should be dead, let's see if it will leave the building, Still catching up."

He held his breath and waited as if time had frozen in his mind. In vain, there was a roar from the building at the foot of it, and a giant black shadow jumped out, opened its roaring mouth, and swooped towards Bien.

Byrne's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly jumped back, letting this sneak attack fail. When he fell down from the building, he saw the shards of backpack bag fabric hanging on the fangs of the Dread Dreader.