Novel & Cerita Bounty Hunter Transformer

"And here I thought the Shadow Syndicate had some pride left." The shadows exploded. Ten figures materialized from the training shed. Seasoned A-class bounty hunters, clad in dull leather and tactical mana-armor. Synchronized lethality of a wolf pack. I didn't wait. I dropped my center, crimson silk tearing at the hem as I lunged. The first hunter - brute with a serrated shortsword - swung horizontally. I leaned back, spine bending into a bridge, blade hissing an inch above my nose. Planted palms on dirt. Executed a violent headstand-kick. Boots connected with his jaw.

"We need to leave right now." "Why?" "The Broker just put a fifty-million-dollar bounty on your head. Every assassin in the city is coming for you." "Fifty million?" "You're worth more than that to him, you're a special acquisition. Enhanced through Patricia's experiments, conditioned but still independent. You're exactly what The Broker collects." "They're already here," I said. "Yes. We have maybe two minutes before they make their move. Give me the briefcase." "No." "Ms. Henderson, I'm trying to save your life."

It was like I was in a parallel universe. Maximus's face was unreadable. "Why should we trust you?" he asked, his voice cold. Celine's smirk grew wider. "You shouldn't," she said. " Because like I said, I'm a bounty hunter and your heads are priced which means..." She trailed off, not needing to finish her sentence. We all knew what she meant by that. I looked at Maximus, waiting for him to make the next move. He seemed to be weighing his options carefully.

Bruford. “Damn it! Go, go, go! Kill all these f*ckers and 30 million will be ours!” Another team of bounty hunters wearing black combat uniforms with red leopard heads branded on their chests and backs stormed into the Hall of Evil’s training base camp, Base No. 3. They carried with them massive firepower! For a while, the place was ablaze, and people fell into pools of blood everywhere! After Team George destroyed a base camp of the Hall of Evil and received a bounty of 50 million for the hidden mission, these bounty hunter teams became even crazier!

Her eyes scan the ground to where the baseball bat lies between the two of them. "Oh, I don't need a weapon. Rather, I enjoy getting my hands dirty." Hunter declares, flexing his arm as he cracks his knuckles, making the tattoo of the scythe or a Grimm Reaper's blade twist on his arm in a menacing manner. The woman takes one look at the tattoo before gulping. Hunter takes a challenging step towards her, forcing her to take a step backward. The woman stumbles once more, petrified, as tears begin to slip from her eyes.

Aaron asked. “You are exceptionally bright, Mr. McReynolds,” Ward replied with a smile. “So… what does this mean?” Kian asked, leaning back in his chair. “So… I’m a Hunter now? I have to go out and kill Vampires?” “You do not have to do anything,” Ward replied with a shrug. “But now that the Transformation process has begun, you will not be able to stop it. The coding within your blood has begun to change. Soon enough, you will be stronger, faster, all the time, like you were yesterday while you were being pursued. There is no stopping it now.”

A huge truck came out of nowhere from his left forcing him to stop the car abruptly making a screeching noise as he held out his arm to keep his mom safe from hitting the dashboard. As soon as the car stopped he realized that he got hurt as blood dripped down his forehead. "Are you alright, mom?" Hunter asked, looking at Emma making sure she wasn't injured. Her eyes were wide as she gave a nod. Hunter glanced at the truck and his eyes narrowed at the driver who got out of the car. That driver's eyes turned golden and Hunter knew he was about to shift. In the blink of an eye, he yanked the gun from under his seat and aimed at that shifting werewolf.

“I don’t have to trust you in order to work with you” “See, that’s where you are wrong” he sets the box down in front of her. He bends over opening the box and brings out a short coat with H which is Hunter’s initials inscribed on its back. He hands it to her “I should wear this when I’m out on missions?” “Yes, you do. You must always provide proof of death before you claim your reward. Hunters take 50% of your money after each mission. Hunters don’t care about the injuries you sustain during a mission, tend to them yourself. That’s all you need to know”