Chapter 69
Falling from a 4-Layer building, even if he slowed down while holding the witch’s ankle, the little man was hit hard.
Coughing a few times, blushing with a thick neck, squeezed out a sentence between the teeth, "Boss...I...I caught her."
Cole look He glanced at the little girl he was pressing on him, "Is it okay?"
She was nodded, and said timidly, "Thanks...thank you."
Get up, push and be frightened Bad little girl, let her return to her parents.
At this moment.
Hardy is like a rogue on the streets, clinging to the witch’s legs, struggling to yelled, "Hurry up! I... he... I can’t hold it anymore!"
The flustered and exasperated witch hissed and screamed, but this time.
The supernatural force that contained spiritual oppression did not shake Hardy's soul in the slightest.
"insect! Let me go!"
She raised her right hand and made a fist, and the external iron staircase hanging above Hardy was twisted into a ball and crashed down frantically!
"Cole!!!"
Cole pulls out, it’s noon, before the iron stairs are smashed down, he threw Hardy and the witch aside, and then rode on her, noon The muzzle of the black hole pointed straight at the face.
"demon-hunter! Do you dare..."
peng peng peng!
The bullet made of pure spirit strength came out!
The coat of Evil Spirit wrapped around the witch's body, like a cheese encountering a red-hot soldering iron, was melted into a big hole in an instant!
Activate the secret technique.
The Hidden Blade ejected, blood flame burned.
The first time.
Faced with Cole Walker, the newcomer in the demon-hunter industry, the witch felt a very strong threat, even fatal!
She hissed and screamed.
In the whole block, the glass of hundreds of houses was shattered.
Roads and walls are cracked.
Even in the city center thousands of meters away, you can still hear the direction of the Western District, send cold shivers down one's spine, which can stop the crying scream of the witch.
Cole threw it away, it was already noon, and pressed his left hand on the witch's forehead, raised his right hand and slammed it down!
One breath time.
The blade engulfed in blood flames.
Pricked into the eye socket and penetrated the entire head of the witch!
Boo!
The scarlet flame instantly wrapped her head, burning wildly, and spreading to all parts of the body.
Pick it up at noon and put it into the holster.
Rolling to the side, lying on the ground, breathing heavily.
The burning body of the witch crackled around.
Hardy staggered and pulled him up.
I touched the back of my head, as if I couldn't believe that they did it before me, and laughed avoided a catastrophe, "Ha...haha...hahaha, boss, am I not dreaming? We just... killed a witch?"
Cole did not answer, took out the squashed cigarette case from his pocket, handed it to the little man, raised his hand and wiped his face. Rub your eyes with the blood on it.
It's noon when the barrel is red to light a cigarette.
Take a deep breath.
Looking down at the witch's body, he said, "I will find your reincarnation soul artifact, witch."
At this time.
The demon-hunter of the Witch Emergency Department who arrived late, surrounded the burning witch’s corpse, and was responsible for drawing the female demon-hunter of the Judgment Secret Art. She took a deep look at Cole and said to Russell, " Boss, it seems that our preparations are no longer needed."
The hair grey-white emergency department chief walked to Cole and Hardy, patted them on the shoulder, said with a smile, "Good job, two."
Then stepped back, face sank, and said with his hands behind his back in official speech, "You got lucky to deal with the witch, but you seriously violated the demon-hunter code, paragraph three, seventeenth. Article.
The demon hunting group’s rules are not for restraint, but for protection. I hope the two can understand.
Sarah, take them to the trial court."
The female demon-hunter hesitated, "Boss, is this really good? After all..."
"Regulations are regulations, and the court will give a reasonable ruling."
"Okay."
She shook her head and said with a smile to Cole, "Let's go, two people."
Hardy shrugged and spread her hands helplessly said, "Boss, it seems we are in vain."
Cole didn't say much.
Gazed at Russell Fischer with a serious face. Compared with bureaucratic arrogance and aloof and remote, he felt something else, some very complicated emotions.
Walking on the road, Sarah glanced at Cole from time to time and said to herself, "No wonder Boss reacted so intensely today..."
Hardy said, "What?"
The woman was silent for a while, and said, "Cole, no one has told you that your profile looks like Mr. Russell’s son? Hmm...
That guy is too An old smoker."
"Son..."
Cole threw away the cigarette butt and said expressionlessly, "Listen to your tone, he is dead."
p>"Yes, little Fischer is also a member of the emergency department. He died four years ago in a sudden occurance, and was sucked away by the witch in front of Russell.
And we haven’t been able to kill yet. She.
Can’t imagine the despair and sorrow that old Russell experienced at the time."
Speaking of this, she turned her head and smiled at the two of them, and then said, "Help Since we are so busy, we were asked to be sent to the trial court, probably because Cole reminded him of little Fischer.
I hope you can understand."
Hardy opened his mouth, for a moment I don’t know what to say, but after holding back for a long time, he said, "Really...so coincidental?"
Sarah said with a smile, "Perhaps, at least, I have never seen the old Russell on-site conductor. At the time, he became like that.
He has been in this business for more than twenty years."
Walking on the way back.
The aftermath of the police car and firefighters whistled past on the street, and the medics of the First Cavalry Regiment mobilized in a truck and drove to the Western District.
From time to time, you can see the citizens of Imperial Capital, peeking out through the window.
Cole took the cigarette and set his eyes on the window of a family's attic.
A little boy with a toy gun in his hand, smiled and waved at him, gestured twice, and then his parents arranged.
Seeing this warm scene, even Cole couldn't help laughing.
When the father saw that the son was not cold, he drew out seven wolves.
For many demon-hunters.
Except for privilege and money.
What else can drive them to face the Dark World without retreating?
The innocent smile of that little boy may be the answer.
Back to headquarters.
Sarah transferred the two to the interrogation room.
I found the bailiff responsible for receiving Cole and Hardy and explained the details and left.
The people in the trial court did not trouble them. There was no handcuffs, no interrogation, and even poured hot tea for the two.
The only regret is that I cannot leave this house for the time being.
You need to wait for the above emergency meeting to end.
Sit in a chair.
Hardy Bettany, who is too leisurely, can't help but expose his nature.
Holding the hot tea cup, staring at the rotating tea leaves inside, sighed, "Sarah DiCaprio... Boss, I feel I am in love with her."
Cole put his feet on the seat, indifferently said, "She is married."
"What?! How do you know..."
" She wears a wedding ring."
"..."