Chapter 146

An ordinary action team member can't climb to the position he wants even if he works to death.

Especially.

The immediate boss is Cole walker, the new captain who is regarded as a monster in the industry.

A genius like gene Andorra.

Hardy betani, who participated in three major events and survived safely.

These two demon hunters who have been able to stand alone and are fully qualified to form a new team.

In the face of him, it will be eclipsed.

In the corridor.

Carl stood in front of cole and stretched out his right hand.

There is no superfluous words.

The two shook hands.

The blonde youth with broken arms looked sincere, "goodbye."

Watch him leave.

Cole took a cigarette in one hand and put the other in his pocket. The blood stained black windbreaker swayed gently and walked in the other direction.

On the train from Newcastle back to the capital.

Hardy never understood why the captain, who had always been strict with the team members, would agree to Carl's request.

For Cole.

The smile that the blonde boy will always disappear on his face, and the sense of guilt and rage that will never disappear in his eyes, are enough.

What happened after that.

It also proves that Carl Helms has all the potential to become a powerful demon hunter: unyielding justice and noble soul.

As for now.

There is another account waiting for him to settle in the North District of DIDU.

210 Downing Street.

Witch bakery.

Perhaps Haley Johnny believes that the most dangerous place is the safest place.

The non-human Bounty Killer, wearing a chef's apron and black hair, was weighing bread for a little girl.

"Fifteen pence, little fellow."

"Thank you."

Ding Ling.

When the store door was pushed open, the sound of the copper bell was particularly clear.

"Welcome... Wow, look who's here."

See the Great Gold Lord.

Haley whistled, turned back and said to the busy female apprentice in the back kitchen, "Arlene, help me watch it for a while."

Then he untied his apron and said to Cole, "let's put our arms around it."

"No."

Cole took out a ten pound note and put it on the glass container. He said coldly, "are you familiar with the gangs in the north side?"

The witch picked up the money, stuffed it into the drawer and said with a smile, "did they annoy you? Well... If the price is right, I can help you.

Of course, for the sake of our feelings, we can offer a discount. "

This time.

The female apprentice named Arlene washed her hands and walked out of the kitchen. However, the smile on her face froze unnaturally after seeing Cole.

Step back and seem to see something terrible.

Leaning against the wall, looking scared and ready to run, he stammered, "Haley, he... Why is he here?"

Cole picked up the bread on the counter, swallowed it, glanced at a little girl about fifteen and said, "witch?"

"Strictly speaking, there are some differences with witches. We don't like the devil's tricks."

The little girl with freckles on her face moved her eyes between them.

"Do you... Know each other?"

Haley put her hands on her hips and said with a smile, "we're much closer than we know each other, little guy. Go and help you."

Arlene's eyes were always on Cole.

Along the root of the wall, he slipped into the kitchen and locked the door.

"The bread is well baked."

I haven't eaten for a long time, and I'm hurt.

Cole simply picked up the plate, sat down in a chair, ate himself, and said, "she thinks I'll kill her?"

"She's just a child, Mr. Cole walker. Your reputation in the dark world may have frightened him."

"Fame?"

"Of course."

Haley lay on the container, her delicate figure pressed on, and she looked particularly attractive through the glass.

"Vampire elders, they have recently severely reprimanded blood descendants and are forbidden to go to your trouble.

The killer guild also puts your name on the scarlet list. In other words, no matter how much money the employer pays to kill you, the guild official will not accept it to avoid getting into trouble.

Well... It is said that a well-known religious order organization, because of your business, the angry high-level killed more than 100 people in one breath and threatened that you would not live until next spring. "

Cole didn't respond. He ate up about 20 pieces of bread in the baking tray at one go, got up and said coldly, "what I want is the news of the North District Gang, not myself, Miss killer."

"In the quarter, their boss likes to make accounts on the fourth floor during the day."

Then he stretched out his right hand to Cole and said with a smile, "is it delicious? A total of twenty pounds. Welcome to come next time, distinguished guests."

Take out twenty pounds.

In the palm of the witch's hand.

The copper bell of the witch bakery rang again.

Arlene carefully opened the back kitchen door, "has he gone?"

"Let's go."

"Hoo... I thought he came to kill me."

so

Haley smiled and said something that might make the little girl have nightmares for a week.

...

DIDU North District.

An urban area where immigrants from fukalin province live.

Gangs and crime are rampant.

Quarter room, a four story building.

It is a trinity entertainment place integrating bars, casinos, wind and moon fields.

The top floor is the place where gangs carry out criminal activities, and it is also the office of the boss behind the scenes.

The power center of criminal organizations in the whole North District.

"Sir, it's forbidden to... Ah -"

"Oh -"

I only heard the scream of a fight in the corridor on the fourth floor.

later.

A gang member fiercely knocked open the door of cloximo's office, flew in and lay on the ground humming with pain.

This time.

A strong, broad man sat alone in a chair and closed his account book.

Open the drawer, take out the pistol, get up and look at the strange man who walks into the door. His tone is not good. "You're in the wrong place, young man."

Cole pulled a thin, stripped middle-aged man with a special tattoo on his chest. He wiped the blood on his fist with a tie and said coldly, "your men crossed the border, cloximo.

Before dark tomorrow, I'll see the participants and planners of the attack in the demon hunting group, okay? "

When clossimo saw Cole at first sight, he instinctively thought that this vicious guy was a rising new gang trying to provoke his position.

However, I heard the demon hunting group.

The most powerful gang boss in the Northern District of the imperial capital frowned.

Put the pistol down and signal all the men coming out.

Silence for a long time.

"Before dark tomorrow, I will explain this to the demon hunting regiment. What do you call you?"

"Cole walker."

The sound of the metal flip lighter sounded.

Hear this familiar name.

Clossimo's eyelids jumped involuntarily.

As long as you read the newspaper, you will understand the terrible meaning behind the name.

"The bloody night butcher of Newcastle.".

"Witch killer.".

He also heard about the big event this afternoon. The good doer also gave him a new nickname, which spread in the imperial capital.

'werewolf Hunter'.