Two thirty in the afternoon.


    Warren Inn Manchester City.


    Carl and Penny are outside the door. Hardy uses sequence secrets to track the last person who came here.


    Perhaps the business of this shop has been very cold.


    The narrow old corridor was dead.


    Not long.


    Hardy took his hand off a floor and said, "boss, I found her."


    Cole leaned against the window.


    His eyes looked through the gap in the curtain to the steps at the entrance of the hotel.


    This time.


    One tall and one short, two men who looked dusty, wore black hats and wrapped their coats tightly in their hands, trotted into the hotel.


    With their movements, it is not difficult to find that some kind of weapon is hidden under the coat.


    Come so soon?


    "Where is she hiding?"


    The little man thought for a while and said, "based on the geographical location and surrounding environment, it should be at Manchester Railway Station.


    And she''s not the only one. "


    later.


    Penny quickly opened the door, frowned slightly and said, "guys, someone''s coming up."


    Cole pulled out the just trial, handed the pneumatic crossbow to hardy, with a cigarette in his mouth, and said coldly, "a good play is coming, everyone."


    Hardy took out a cigarette, lit it, and followed Cole with a crossbow in one hand.


    Carl and Penny looked at each other.


    The latter took out the matching gun and asked, "can you use a gun?"


    "Yes."


    "Take it."


    Now.


    The footsteps in the corridor were particularly clear.


    A line of four people holding weapons, took big steps, and the clothes pendulum of the windbreaker shook.


    Downstairs.


    The two robbers crept up the stairs.


    I heard footsteps.


    He stopped quickly, held his breath, took out his gun and aimed it at the stairs.


    When they saw the ferocious and ruthless Cole and the strange light flowing colt m1900.


    A very short moment.


    Instinctively pull the trigger, but it''s too late.


    Bang!


    Bang!


    Deafening gunfire sounded, dust scattered in the stairwell, spilled brains and blood flying all over the sky.


    A disorderly crash sounded.


    The bodies of the two hot men rolled down.


    The receptionist at the front desk looked shocked. After incredible panic, hysterical screams suddenly sounded in the hotel.


    meanwhile.


    On the street, pedestrians who heard gunshots stopped one after another. After half a second, they shouted and ran everywhere.


    Three patrolmen who happened to be patrolling nearby whistled, pulled out their guns and ran to the hotel.


    Pushing and shoving fleeing citizens.


    "Everybody get out of there! Get out!"


    Inside the hotel.


    Cole stepped over the gunman''s body, his sticky blood coagulated footprints, kicked open the door and faced the patrol who pointed a gun at him.


    He took out his certificate and said expressionless, "imperial demon hunter."


    Hardy, holding a crossbow, glanced at the patrol, frowned and said, "tell the city hall immediately to evacuate the citizens of the railway station. Go quickly."


    The two patrolmen looked at each other.


    One of them held his hat, put away his gun and said, "when did you come? The police department didn''t inform us at all."


    Carl, the last one to get on the bus, explained, "time is urgent. Do as we say."


    The engine roared.


    The patrolman looked at the Houxi mountain cat, hesitated for a moment, turned and ran to the street in the distance, opened the bicycle lock and sped away to the municipal police station.


    In the carriage.


    Hardy tried to familiarize himself with the weapon with a crossbow.


    "Boss, the woman you mentioned should not be a witch. She is too weak compared with the guy we met last time in DIDU."


    Carl said, "it should be a Nordic wizard."


    The so-called wizard.


    It''s just a self praise of the cult''s self indulgence and degeneration.


    Completely different from witches.


    The former is unwilling to be ordinary, controls the evil power at the cost of life and soul, but serves interests and desires.


    The latter is born extraordinary, a powerful spokesman for the devil, and even steal hell''s great power, kill the devil and occupy the magpie''s nest.


    Manchester Railway Station.


    The railway terminal in the northernmost part of the Empire, the starting point of the expensive wood and fur trade.


    In the afternoon.


    The official railway station is the busiest time of the day.


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    Carts and carts of animal fur whose blood had not yet condensed were transported into the station, and stinking workers worked hard to get the goods into the car.


    Businessmen with strong bodies and round waists talk about Sheng Huan with local celebrities.


    Celebrate another deal.


    The young people who were traveling to school waved goodbye to their relatives.


    Homeless tramps, crowded under the dirty corner, beg and expect the rich master passing by to be kind and give them a meal.


    A horsey mountain cat parked outside the station.


    In the busy traffic flow, it is insignificant.


    Earlier, Penny suggested that they make a detour from tulis to return to the capital.


    In a sense, she can think of it and the other party can expect it.


    No accident.


    Ambushes will be set at the railway station, the wilderness after Manchester City leaves south, and the fork of highway 15 into tulis.


    Unfortunately.


    They couldn''t think of it.


    Cole''s means and response are so tough, even unreasonable.


    On how to prevent assassination: find the killer and start first.


    Not playing cards according to the routine at all.


    It led to a careful assassination plan. In an instant, the two poles reversed. The evil believers and killers in ambush at the station changed from hunters to prey.


    Cole took a deep breath, closed his eyes and opened the seventh vision.


    The noise of the railway station was quickly obscured by extraordinary power.


    Silence and darkness.


    Ordinary people who are not infected by the evil power disappear into the perception, leaving only the evil believer and the wizard who are all over the platform and whose soul emits a dirty stench.


    It seems... There are two vampire hired killers.


    One, two


    Are there seventeen people altogether?


    later.


    The madwoman who noticed the spy suddenly looked at Cole with a frightened expression.


    Originally, they ambushed in the railway station. Their task was to guard against the four kors sneaking in and trying to take the train back to the capital.


    But never thought.


    The other party not only took the initiative to find it, but also didn''t mean to hide at all.


    But that''s not the main reason for her shock.


    Previously, because of the distance, she had no intuitive feeling about Cole''s strength. She just thought he was a lucky psychic demon hunter.


    But now.


    The collision between soul and spirit.


    Let her finally understand that the demon hunter, who had been published in the newspaper several times and even personally dealt with the evil power mirror of disaster artifact and painful witch, was far more powerful than they expected.


    Looked down.


    It''s like a fear covered by the shadow of a behemoth!


    Death threats stared by powerful beings!


    "You..."


    I''m not interested in listening to her nonsense.


    Cole opened his eyes and said coldly, "I found them."


    Hardy smiled and said, "did you find it? I''d like to see how they killed me!"


    Push open the door.


    The four men, armed and totally indifferent to the frightened eyes of the passers-by in the station, stepped forward to the platform.


    All the villains.


    After a brief silence.


    A scream cut through the sky.