Chapter 58

"Final evolution progress: 100%."

"Slaughter secret: Blood flame has completed all evolution."

"Camp events and special events are over."

"You have successfully stopped Forster's evil plot to rule the world. You are a great demon hunter. You deserve these rewards."

'you got twelve thousand West pounds.'

"Bounty task is being settled..."

"You have received $5745000, equivalent to 9575 West pounds."

"The reward multiplier effect has taken effect."

'you have received a total of 43150 West pounds.'

"All your equipment has been sent to the arsenal."

[final evolution: the strength of your cold weapon using blood flame has been greatly increased, the destructive power of blood flame has been greatly increased, and the blood consumption has been greatly reduced.

The destructive power of blood flame will be increased by soul strength. Current increase: a small amount.]

[arsenal: a space independent of the main world and the film world, which is convenient for storing an increasing number of magic hunting tools.

Current arsenal location: in your apartment bedroom, turn the lamp 360 degrees to turn it on.]

After a burst of darkness.

Cole opened his eyes.

Take a look at your watch: 9:34 p.m.

The same time he left.

The black coat has not changed. It is as new as ever.

The difference is that the weapons and equipment he brought into the blade I world are no longer on him.

Arsenal?

Ask the ghost maid to make him a cup of black tea and prepare a dinner. Cole enters the bedroom of the apartment and turns the lamp at the head of the bed.

I saw the large wardrobe originally used to store clothes, moved horizontally, and a flat wall mounted weapon repository appeared in front of him in the light of spotlights.

Pneumatic crossbow, just trial, noon, sleeve sword and other weapons are all hung on it.

Take the long knife off the.

This weapon, which accompanied him to hunt vampires in blade warrior I world, is full of scratches on the blade, the blade and the tip have been broken.

If there is no blood flame secret blessing.

Such a knife can't cut vegetables.

besides.

There is also an iron safe under the wall. The password is 123456, and the reward of 43150 West pounds is a lot of one pound, all in it.

It's not all new banknotes. There are many wrinkled and dirty old banknotes in it.

After confirming that the harvest of the film world was correct, Cole took a bath, filled his stomach, put the just trial and noon on his pillow and slept deeply.

...

The next morning.

Penny seranda called the apartment.

"Cole walker, the top commander of the black snake brigade, the middle exiled demon hunter, tut Tut, promoted to regular, aren't you going to buy my old friend a drink?"

Wearing a white shirt and black vest.

With the phone in one hand and morning tea in the other.

The ghost maid floated in front of him and helped him tie his tie.

Cole put down his tea cup, pulled his collar in the mirror and said with a smile, "maybe we can have a drink in the bar at noon. It's my treat."

"That's right. That's it. See you at noon."

Put down the phone, then dial Ava's number and ask him to pick him up at the Burton building.

In half an hour.

Demon hunting regiment headquarters, intelligence investigation division, comprehensive investigation section.

Cole walked into the office building with his front feet.

At the back foot, a pile of newspaper reporters came from all directions.

"Are you Mr. Cole walker?! I'm a columnist for the daily ratransh! Do you have anything to say about the tragedy in bath?"

"Mr. Walker! I'm Sarah, a special reporter of Royal weekly. I heard that you met an unknown witch in bath town. How did you survive?"

"Mr. Walker..."

"Mr. Walker!"

With a cigarette in his mouth, Cole looked coldly at the reporter who aimed a long gun and a short gun at him, took the cigarette down from his mouth and said coldly, "who let you in?"

"Mr. Walker! Now the demon hunting regiment has completely blocked bath town. The imperial people need to know the truth!"

"Is the bath town tragedy caused by the major mistake of the demon hunting group?"

Pushing away the reporter stuck in the road, Cole came to his arm.

Hardy leaned against the wall and said with a helpless smile, "boss, those reporters are much more difficult to deal with than witches. When I came in the morning, they almost pushed me out of the hall."

Cole put out his cigarette and said, "haven't you settled on the new team?"

"Miss Shane hasn't arrived yet, but there should be results. I heard it's from the action team."

Now the black snake brigade has not been formed.

Their daily work is to paddle in the office.

But it's nice to have such a leisurely holiday occasionally.

At ten forty.

Miss Shane, assistant section chief, with a shy looking young man with brown curly hair and freckles, knocked on the door of the office.

"Captain walker, I've brought the person you want. If it's convenient, there's a task to be handed over to your team at two o'clock in the afternoon. Come to the office to see me then."

Leave such a cold word.

The workplace beauty with black framed glasses seemed to have a lot of things to do, and her footsteps disappeared at the end of the corridor.

The young man who came to report was medium-sized, wearing a dirty and old dark blue coat, and his worn shoes had begun to peel because of lack of maintenance.

He smiled, showed his irregular front teeth, went up to Cole, held out his hand and said, "gene, gene Andorra, used to work in the action group and have been in the demon hunting group for two years."

Cole sat in his chair, deadpan and perfunctorily shook hands with him, then lit a cigarette and said coldly, "specialty."

Before coming to the black snake brigade, he had heard that the new captain was difficult to get along with.

I didn't mind Cole's indifferent attitude and said with a smile, "I'm better at dealing with evil spirits and demons. In the past, when I was in the action group, I personally imprisoned a first-class evil spirit, and..."

Cole frowned, his mouth and nose shrouded in smoke, looked up at him and said coldly, "I want to hear something different, okay?"

In the devil hunt.

There is never a need to make a fool of yourself.

Because no one knows if they can live to see the sun the next day.

The ability of a member of an action team is directly related to the survival rate of his teammates.

Cole's open and even ruthless interview method is not uncommon in the demon hunting group.

Gene rubbed his nose awkwardly and said with a smile, "is it different? Does it count if you never forget? As long as I have seen the roads, words and pictures, I can remember them clearly, and I know the languages of the thirteen countries."

Cole picked up his eyebrows, and the raised lines on his forehead were particularly obvious at this moment. He turned and sat down facing the table, stretched out his right hand to him, "documents."

"File? Oh... Oh!"

After signing his name on the job transfer letter, Cole got up, stretched out his right hand to him and said, "gene Andorra, you're qualified."

The curly haired youth patted his chest, took Cole's right hand and said with a sigh of relief, "really?! God... Miss Shane also said that you have higher requirements for team members than many teams. I'm still worried..."

He handed the cigarette box to him. "Smoke?"