Chapter 130

Five in the morning.

The night is getting colder.

Even if the heating is burning hot, the air in the hotel is still as cold as an ice cave.

At this time.

Cole, who slept in peace, suddenly opened his eyes, took out the dagger from the real dream, suddenly turned over and pressed the man who appeared in front of him in the middle of the night on the ground.

Raise the dagger and stab it down decisively.

But the people under him shouted hurriedly.

"It's me!"

The dagger was replaced by a nuclear flashlight and the light was turned on. Cole saw who was attacking him.

Milk white long hair, a small tear mole under the left eye.

That strange witch with extraordinary beauty, Haley Johnny.

"Why are you here?"

Get up and pull her up.

"A thousand pounds. Someone bought the lives of the three of you, Cole, so I came."

Sit by the bed.

The witch continued, "don't look at me like that, dear Mr. Cole walker. Although I can't deal with you, it doesn't mean I'm weak, okay?

I'm the most famous in the business of underground bounty killers. It's not surprising that they found me. "

"So?"

Cole lowered his head, lit a cigarette and smoothed his messy back with his left hand.

Haley shrugged, helplessly spread her hand and said, "so, I'm here. Although your relationship with me... May be so good, it's a thousand pounds.

Even if the mission fails, there will be a deposit of 100 pounds. Why not? "

Raise your legs and don't treat yourself as an outsider at all.

The witch put one hand by the bed and said with a smile, "tell me, who have you offended? A thousand pounds is not a small sum."

Pull out the chair from under the table and sit on it. Cole said indifferently, "who hired you?"

"A middleman, but I can't tell you who he is, basic professional ethics."

Professional ethics?

Cole smiled.

He took out a thick stack of West pounds and stacked it on the table. "Now?"

Love a person's eyes, no matter how can not be covered up, just like Haley staring at the West pound on the table, and even saliva almost came out of the corners of her mouth.

"... you're insulting a professional killer, old friend."

Pop.

Another thick stack of West pounds hit the table. "Is that enough?"

Like being sucked by a magnet, Haley swallowed her saliva, hard moved her eyes to Cole's face, and noticed the man's indifferent eyes in front of her.

She knew it was time to let go.

He got up quickly, took all the more than 1000 pounds in his arms and said with a smile, "gunner, a bald old guy, will appear in the antique shop at 122 Downing Street at 8 o'clock every morning.

Don't say I said it. "

Then, like a family treasure, she stuffed all the money into her dissatisfied purse.

Give Cole a kiss before leaving.

"See you next time, rich demon hunter, MUA ~"

later.

Turned into a shadow and disappeared into the hotel.

As for being found by her so far away from the imperial capital, Coles was not surprised. Divination and prediction were the conventional means of witches.

It was dawn the next day.

Hardy and Carl had no idea that they had been on the verge of death.

According to the original plan.

The three are ready to take the town bus to Cindas.

However, until 10 a.m. at the station, no bus driver was willing to take them to the evil land abandoned by the Empire.

Even if Cole offered to increase the toll by ten times, he was still rejected.

Roll down the window.

The bus driver, aged about 50, shook his head slightly and said to the three in a tone of advice, "I'm not interested in whether you are explorers and journalists.

Anyway, whatever your reasons, don't go to Cindas.

There are more evil believers in that ghost place than rats in the sewer. If they catch them, be careful to drain your blood and sacrifice to evil gods. "

Roll up the window and the bus driver depresses the accelerator.

The old town bus slowly disappeared on the snowy road.

Hardy took a map bought at the convenience store and said helplessly, "boss, what do we do next? There is at least 80 kilometers from Manchester City to Cindas. We can't catch up without a car."

Carl frowned.

"Hardy, the car is not a problem. The problem is that we can't find the way in the past without local guides."

"Do you have a way to get a car?"

"Manchester City should have a company selling cars. I remember Hoshi has one here. Just buy one."

Hear Carl's voice.

Hardy opened his mouth and was speechless for a moment.

With his understanding of life, it is difficult to associate an expensive car with a tool that can be bought at will and lost after use.

"Boss..."

Cole took his frozen right hand because of smoking, put it into his coat pocket and said coldly, "let's go and buy a car first. I'll find a way to handle the guide."

He froze in place.

The little man felt his head, folded the map and stuffed it into his lined pocket. He said to himself, "it's good to have money..."

Horsey motors, Manchester City.

At a glance, the managers who saw that Cole and Carl were very expensive entertained them warmly and promoted the five most expensive models in the store.

One of them is Duke Hoshi one.

After a gracious introduction.

But Carl wants to buy the cheapest truck.

The professional manager's face suddenly collapsed. After a while of refusal, he threw the three people to the shopping guide in the store and stopped asking.

Considering the distance.

Compared with the style and price, Carl, who knows cars best, naturally considers the power performance.

Finally, for 310 pounds, I bought the horsey mountain cat with rough shape, large compartment space and strong power.

In order to prevent breaking down halfway, Carl bought another set of important parts and two sets of professional tools for replacement.

Fill the tank with three gasoline barrels.

Buy enough cold proof materials, food and gas stove.

To solve the problem of tools, the rest is to find a qualified local guide.

The specific process is not difficult.

As long as the price is right, someone will go to Cindas for the three hundred pounds.

At twelve fifteen in the morning, everything was ready.

Two cars headed north out of Manchester City.

Leading the way ahead was a thin, sneaky looking young man.

The three were not interested in how his car came.

As long as he doesn't cheat on the road, three hundred pounds will belong to him.

After about 30 kilometers, we crossed the last village where we could supply. The road was interrupted, and the wilderness in the distance was covered with snow. It was very dangerous to drive in rashly.

This time.

The young man leading the way suddenly stopped, went to the back and knocked on Cole's window. When he spoke, he showed his black and yellow teeth and frowned, "you can see the road in the distance. The price of 300 pounds can only bring you here."

Implication: add money.