"Boss!"

Cole took a deep breath of his cigarette, threw away his cigarette butts and walked quickly to the residential area in the west of the city.

Hardy wanted to grease the soles of his feet.

The hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly, stood in place, hesitated for a long time, and gritted his teeth, "shit! Dry!"

Pull out the matching gun and catch up with Cole step by step.

They went deep all the way.

However, if the minister in charge of encircling and suppressing witches had not gone to neighbouring countries to deal with more difficult witch incidents, it would not have taken them so much effort.

Because it's rare.

The number of users of trial secrets is particularly rare.

Almost every day around the world, dealing with the malignant events caused by witches.

In order to deal with this serious shortage of human resources, the emergency department has developed countermeasures specifically for today's situation.

Manual arrangement of trial secrets.

Just like what emergency department members are doing now.

But it will take a long time.

Now.

Cole escaped the flames of hell and entangled the witch to avoid being escaped into the air by her.

Superhuman strength and speed are enough to support him to complete this amazing feat in the eyes of others.

A knife was slashed on the magic staff that the witch resisted.

She wanted to escape into the air and find a better place to kill the demon hunter she hated.

But Cole grabbed his ankle and smashed it to the ground with an extremely arrogant attitude!