Chapter 144

Floor exit.

Carl hid behind the corner with the food he had bought downstairs.

The fine cold sweat covered his face with horror.

Face the original werewolf.

This is cruel and cunning.

A dark creature that weighs as much as an adult bull and stands more than three meters tall. Its sharp claws can easily tear open concrete walls.

Running away is the right choice everyone will make.

However.

The great psychological shadow caused by the Newcastle incident.

He couldn't accept the fact that he ran away again. Although he was injured and lost an arm, he could do anything for Cole at the critical moment as long as he could.

Carefully lean your head out of the corner.

In the corridor.

One was shot in the head and the other was punctured in the heart.

The two werewolves gradually changed into human beings. The blood flame burned in their wounds and devoured the flesh and blood without making any sound. They were completely dead.

Even if the blood of the day walker is strong and powerful, the pure physical strength is still not enough to see compared with the native werewolves with level 3 danger.

Cole emptied the last bullet.

There's no time to replace the clip.

The last werewolf caught in the gap landed on all fours like a tank and ran over Cole.

"Shit..."

Take back a just trial.

Hold the long knife tightly in front of you.

The werewolf roared and jacked up Cole, which was completely different from the first one. He hit the knife and died. Instead, he deliberately avoided the long knife and even bit Cole's shoulder at the expense of his right claw.

Bang.

They smashed the window at the end of the corridor and flew straight out of the hospital building.

In an instant.

Bursts of exclamation broke out one after another in the street downstairs.

The two demon hunters who came to support nearby were as frightened as if they had witnessed the deepest nightmare!

"Damn... It's a native werewolf!"

The senior detective with the highest rank on the scene, holding a gun, shouted to his colleagues who were evacuating citizens in the distance, "everyone get out of here! Now!"

The voice just fell.

Just a loud noise.

Seeing Cole smashing on the car, the senior detective's eyelids jumped wildly.

Especially when he saw for the first time that the strong werewolf stood up like a hill and put away his gun, no matter whether he was the on-site commander of the imperial police station here.

Run.

The two demon hunters, who had arrived as support, just hit the werewolf's line of sight and immediately scolded. Regardless of the life and death of cole and nearby citizens, they turned and ran away.

Are you kidding?!

Level 1 dangerous transformation werewolves, they may be able to be busy.

That's a level three native werewolf!

Not level 2, not level 1!

It is not the inferior species transformed by acquired infection!

Support?

Shit! This is his death!

If there is no special sequence secret technique, even if equipped with silver bullets, an integrated predatory sequence action team may have no residue left!

Just catch a student in the Demon Hunter College and ask. They all know that the level 3 native werewolf is a powerful dark creature that can confront witches without dying!

however.

At a time when everyone is desperate to escape in order to survive.

The female reporter who had written an exclusive report for Cole hurried to hide behind a car.

Trying to record what happened in monsidi, this explosive exclusive.

The lens of the camera is aimed at the werewolf.

The white light of the flash immediately attracted its attention.

The dark creatures angered by wounds and sharp pain have completely lost their part of human reason.

A roar.

Overturn the car in the road.

Ran to the female reporter.

The dedicated female reporter didn't even forget to press the shutter and take the last picture of her life before she ran away.

When she felt the oppression of the werewolf's huge body, it was too late to escape.

Look up.

Step back and look a little frightened.

"Oh..."

Just before death.

Deafening gunshots rang out one after another.

The hot werewolf blood splashed on her face.

later.

The burning blood flame devours its vitality madly.

Like a punctured balloon, the huge body of muscle Qiu knot shrinks rapidly until it becomes a strong young human, reaches out to touch the bleeding wound and widens its eyes, as if it can't believe that it will also be killed.

Stumbled two steps and fell soft in front of the female reporter.

Amelia looked at the shooter in the distance. She was stunned and said in surprise, "Mr. Cole walker?! how do you..."

Cole took a gun in his right hand and covered his bloody shoulder with his left hand. He looked at her with a cold look and turned to the hospital.

The second floor of the hospital.

Carl stood guard in front of Penny's hospital bed in case of accidents.

When Cole came in, he got up quickly and said, "it's solved?"

Nod.

Sit on the chair.

Take out a cigarette, frown and light it.

3:40 p.m.

The imperial police station has blocked all intersections around the hospital, sent special personnel to protect the site and prohibited any unofficial personnel from entering and leaving.

When the demon hunter in charge of support came late, he stepped into the corridor on the second floor of the hospital.

The thick smell of blood in the air made their eyebrows frown.

A demon hunter in a brown coat, about 40 years old, with a stubby beard and brown curly hair, squatted next to the dead and miserable werewolf body under the corner.

Take blood at your fingertips.

For a moment, the black and red sticky blood sprinkled with a strong pungent taste, dried and turned into powder.

He got up, took a deep breath and said, "it's really a three-level dangerous native werewolf. One, two, three... Are there four downstairs?"

"It should be five, captain. There's another one in it."

Walk into the ward.

The doctor is dealing with Cole's injury.

Carl stood in front of Penny's bed, frowning and preoccupied.

Walk up to Cole.

He put his hands in his coat pocket and asked, "cole walker, did you kill those werewolves?"

Look up at him.

Frown, take a deep cigarette, no response.

Beckoned the doctor and his team out first.

The demon hunter found a broken bedside table, sat on it, looked very serious and said, "now the former director of nicius Franco has been listed as an important suspect by the Ministry of interior and controlled in the headquarters."

Seeing that his words still didn't get a response, he sighed and said helplessly, "cole, listen, this matter involves the reputation of her majesty and the royal family. Only your excellencies of the Council, the Minister of the interior, the prime minister and the director of the imperial central police know all the details of this internal investigation.

It is listed as the top secret of the demon hunting group, so... "

Cole smoked every mouthful and said coldly, "so you're going to let that bastard die on duty and then be buried in the state, right?"

"You're right."

Carl, who was always silent by the bed, suddenly smiled, "is this the way the demon hunting group and the royal family deal with it? Gee, it's expected."

In the face of strange ridicule.

This high-ranking demon hunter, regardless of his age or seniority, was regarded as the elder of Cole. He was speechless for a moment.

For this internal investigation that has lasted for five years, there are few excellent demon hunters who have died. Finally, the razor action team selected to participate in it is only penny seranda who survived.

See Cole's scars and dried blood scabs, and Carl's missing left arm.

His old face of more than 40 years suddenly felt hot and ashamed.