Chapter 25

At night, the thick fog, like the sad clouds floating over the cemetery in the early morning, obscured every corner of the line of sight.

If it wasn't the map in your hand.

Cole and Hardy had difficulty determining their way back.

Zigzag meet the eye everywhere, as like as two peas and a small road, and the same road is the same as the asphalt road. Even the same buildings are everywhere.

Lack of reference objects, in this area with complex terrain and limited field of vision, it is difficult to distinguish the location by memory.

The only light in the whole town may be Cole's nuclear flashlight.

even though.

The light yellow light can only illuminate the distance of about three meters in front. Further away, there is only the deep darkness, the treacherous fog and wordless sound when the Yin wind blows.

"How do I feel that there are no other living people in this town except us? Oh, and the scary looking innkeeper."

With a cigarette in his mouth, Cole spoke the fact that Hardy was almost scared out of his soul in a calm and indifferent tone.

"If your guess is correct and more than 2000 living people have evaporated, perhaps this kind of thing should no longer belong to us."

It doesn't matter if he doesn't mention it. When he mentioned it, the little man shrunk his neck and muttered, "those bastards in the psychic investigation department cherish their lives one by one. They don't want to invite those high masters without filling in a few more lives.

If we still can't meet other living people after dawn, we... We'd better leave. "

"Oh? Aren't you afraid of being punished?"

"We're just interns, Cole. Even if we're punished, it's vice captain Lydia who carries the pot in the coin pool. Besides, God knows what the hell is hidden in this place.

Hum! It's better to let her and the other three die outside and save us trouble when we go back. "

Just as they were talking, a slight sound of footsteps suddenly sounded in the distance.

Dead as bath town.

Any abnormal noise will be particularly harsh and eye-catching.

Cole and Hardy looked at each other, made sure it was not the other's voice, turned off the flashlight, pulled up the little man and hid next to the roadside lamp post.

Hardy lowered his voice and looked tight. "What are you doing with it off?! it's so dark that you can't see anything."

The unknown is always the greatest source of human fear.

In the dark, invisible streets, there are footsteps of unknown creatures in the distance, which will cause great pressure on anyone's psychology.

Cole reached out and pinched Hardy's chattering face. "Shh."

In bath town shrouded in fog, sound can travel farther than light. In other words, hearing the sound of walking does not mean that the other party's perception can pass through the heavy fog and detect the light of a distant flashlight.

If you don't turn off the flashlight, it will inevitably lead to a situation where the enemy is dark and we are bright.

The consequences can be very bad.

So Cole was waiting for an appropriate time until the footsteps were close enough to see each other's shape with the help of light.

After that, whether it was running or feeding it a gun, there was room for maneuver.

However, it is obvious that not everyone can be the same as him. His psychological quality is strong enough to remain unchanged in the face of the unknown in this strange place.

Time also becomes like thick plasma at this moment, flowing forward slowly.

The sound of heavy footsteps, like a deadly drum, is getting closer and closer.

Hardy's forehead was covered with drops of fine cold sweat, his body trembled, and his bloodshot eyes stared at the front, trying to see something in the dark.

Finally.

When footsteps from afar passed in front of them, Cole took out his flashlight and shone on the place where the sound came from.

After a very brief silence.

Hardy looked at their familiar backs and said, "it's you. Are you lost, too?"

Unfortunately, the other party did not stop because of his inquiry.

Cole frowned slightly.

Because the walking posture of these two guys is different from that of normal people. Their upper bodies lean forward slightly and their hands hang on their sides. There is no inertial swing of their arms when humans walk.

They could vaguely hear rhythmic whispers from their mouths.

Familiar, as if still in the ear.

Like two walking corpses, the stiff backs of Lydia and Jeff gradually disappeared into the thick fog under the light under Hardy's surprised gaze.

Seeing this situation, after a long time, hardy said in disbelief, "cole! Are they possessed?! that way..."

Look down and light a cigarette.

The sound of the metal flip lighter is particularly crisp.

Cole said indifferently, "they're the same as you were before, Hardy."

"Then we..."

Before hardy finished, in his frightened eyes, Cole pulled out a pistol and aimed it at the two people's backs.

Bang!

Bang!

Hardy stared and shouted, "cole! Are you crazy?! you're going to trial!"

As soon as he grabbed the little man's collar, Cole pulled him in front of him and said expressionless, "I don't like people talking nonsense around me. If there's another time, I'll pull out your tongue."

Hardy is two heads taller than Cole.

Like a thin chicken in his hand.

The timid little man looked at the man in front of him in horror. The choking smoke floated between them and looked at his cold blue eyes. He knew that this guy was definitely not kidding.

If he dares to talk nonsense, his tongue will be pulled out!

He nodded hurriedly to indicate that he knew.

Colson opened his hand and put the pistol into the holster. His voice was a little hoarse and said in a low voice, "what do I do? I don't need your advice. If you want to live, just listen to me honestly, okay?"

Now.

In Hardy's eyes.

The man who spoke to him was no longer the demon hunter intern who he thought could be a backer and companion, because his expression and behavior were like an outlaw accustomed to life and death.

That is by no means the temperament of an ordinary demon hunter intern!

He nodded wildly and didn't dare to say more nonsense. He closely followed Cole behind him for fear that the other party would be unhappy and leave him here alone.

Looking at Cole's back.

Hardy clenched his right hand tightly, but not because of his anger after being humiliated, but because he thought he needed a suitable opportunity, an opportunity to be recognized.

Only in this way can we really be recognized by Cole walker, who has all the qualities of powerful demon hunters, as a qualified player and subordinate.

without doubt.

After being saved by the other party and all kinds of performances along the way, Cole has completely become a hidden senior demon hunter in his eyes.

But I don't know why I joined the magic eye brigade as a new person.

At least, he doesn't think that a newcomer can walk around in this dead town full of strange and dense fog, and even be in the mood to smoke.