Time flashed into the night.
It is difficult for cole to use specific words to describe what kind of strange atmosphere is filled in this stupid town shrouded in the night.
The moon was obscured behind the thin clouds.
The breeze talks nonsense and the Nighthawk cries.
Like a wronged soul, hide behind the gate of the underworld and tell the miserable and miserable past to the world.
There is always a pungent smell in the town, like being corrupted by evil gods. There is a land full of dark cinders everywhere.
Hotels, houses, pubs, restaurants
All mirrors will be covered with thick black cloth and tied tightly with ropes before the sun sets.
Copper bells and eye-catching red ropes are hung on the door of each household.
They will warn outsiders not to knock at the door in St. wich.
Visit all day.
The small town residents Cole saw were in a hurry and talked like unspeakable terror taboos flowing in their blood.
When talking and asking for specific information, send them away in a few words, and then close the door.
Only a family of young people who returned to their hometown from other places five years ago gave them a warm reception.
Now.
The three of Cole stood in the dark street of the town.
"Boss, are we really going to stay in such a damn place?"
At the end of the day, Qien, who likes to laugh, was not frightened by ghosts, but was frightened by the strange expressions and abnormal actions of the residents here.
His face turned pale, like a unlucky wretch. He looked around in the dark with trembling, breathed into his palm and said, "Hardy, you''re right. The bureaucrats of the investigation office are indeed a group of bastards! Hiss... It''s cold. I just hope they can help me prepare a good coffin."
Cole frowned and lit a cigarette.
frankly speaking.
After a whole day''s investigation, there was little gain.
The townspeople do not cooperate and lack effective clues. It is difficult to deal with the possible vampires.
Just as the three were standing in the street, unable to do anything about this difficult case.
Suddenly.
On the open street, a vague figure flashed away under the street lamp.
Hardy swallowed his saliva, lowered his voice and said in horror, "did you see it just now?! something seems to have run past under the street lamp."
Gene pulled out his pistol and frowned. "Did you see it, too?"
As they talked, Cole had pulled out a long knife and chased after them.
"Captain Cole!"
"Don''t be stunned, chase!"
With the blood of the day walker, Cole''s eyes caught what appeared in that short moment.
A very fast humanoid.
Vampires lurking in the town?
No matter what it is, ordinary human flesh and blood can never reach the speed he can''t reach when running.
Chase out of town in one breath.
I''m going to lose it.
Cole took out the justice trial and fired three shots in a row!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The firesnake at the muzzle of the gun shattered the night.
In the dark.
The blurred figure turned into a pure black shadow, fell into the ground, turned back close to the ground, and approached him at a very fast speed.
Cole stopped in place, and the vision of the day Walker made him clearly see the dark shadow he thought was well hidden.
If you can''t escape, do you want to fight to death?
At the moment when the shadow approached him, Cole bowed his head and looked expressionless. The muzzle of the gun was aimed at the shadow on the ground to activate the blood flame secret.
At the same time.
A woman''s voice suddenly sounded in his ear.
"I don''t want to kill you, demon hunter."
Pull the trigger mercilessly.
Bang!
Shrouded in scarlet, the warhead hit the dark figure trying to escape from his feet in the gorgeous tail flame.
The next moment.
A dull groan of pain sounded.
I saw a beautiful woman in one-piece tight black leather clothes, covering the shot, sitting on the ground with her wound attached by blood flame, raising her head, staring at Cole with black pure eyes, and the Colt Pistol pointing to her head.
As he moved back, he raised his left hand and shouted, "wait! Demon hunter! Listen to me..."
Bang!
She was not given a chance to finish the nonsense of begging for mercy and sophistry.
Colt''s deafening gunfire exploded in the silent night.
The skull was broken, the blood flame burned, and the liquid of various colors splashed all over the ground.
Cole took a cigarette out of his pocket, put it in his mouth, then went to the vampire''s body, aimed at his heart and pulled the trigger again!
Bang!
After the tool repair is completed.
With a gun in one hand and a metal flip lighter in the other.
Frown, bow your head and light a cigarette.
Brush your clothes and walk to the town.
However.
Just as Cole took a cigarette and walked back, he took his hand out of his ear.
A violent cough and a sudden inhalation suddenly sounded behind him.
come back.
The beautiful female vampire who was shot in the head and then shot in the heart was sitting on the ground, panting heavily.
Two shots still alive?
Take a smoke, squint and frown slightly.
"Demon hunter! Wait..."
Bang!
Bang!
One shot in the head, one shot in the heart.
Perhaps not safe enough, Cole went back to the vampire''s body and replaced the clip.
Pull the trigger seven times to empty the second clip.
Then he put the justice trial back into the holster, lowered his head, patted off the ashes that had just fallen on his coat, inserted his bag in one hand, and walked slowly to the town.
In about five seconds.
Only a startling roar of anger exploded behind him.
"Demon hunter! Can I grass you!"
This time.
Finally, Cole was surprised.
Good guy, I''m direct, good guy.
Is this the blood hanging?
Spit out the cigarette that had only smoked two mouthfuls. Cole decisively pulled out colt and it was noon. He turned and shot!
The deafening gunfire echoed in the open field.
Until the justice trial finished the third clip, the muzzle was red at noon.
then.
A magical scene happened.
All the wounds healed quickly with the naked eye. Three seconds later, he suddenly opened his eyes.
But found that colt''s muzzle with gunsmoke was facing her forehead.
After a strange silence.
The female vampire broke the silence.
"Enough?"
"You''re not a vampire."
She stirred the long milky hair scattered on her shoulders, pushed aside colt pointing to her skull, stood up and patted her clothes.
"I''m a witch... No, most importantly, I''m not your enemy."
The cold breeze at night blew between them.
Cole said coldly, "reason."
The woman spread her hand and said helplessly, "someone paid for the life of the unruly vampire, so I came. Our purpose should be the same, right?"
"But you''re not a demon hunter."
"Of course, I do things with money, no matter who the employer is."
After a slight pause, she raised her hand, moved colt, who pointed to her forehead, and then said, "why don''t we cooperate to kill the bastard who broke the rules, and give you half of the reward."