Chapter 135

Two thirty in the afternoon.

Manchester City Warren Hotel.

Carl and Penny are guarding the door. Hardy uses sequence mystery to track down the last person who has been here.

Perhaps the business of this shop has always been deserted.

The long and narrow old corridor is dead silent.

Not long.

Hardy took his hand from a floor and said, "Boss, I found her."

Cole leaned against the window.

His eyes looked through the gaps in the curtains towards the steps of the hotel entrance.

This time.

One tall and one short, two men who seemed to have endured the hardships of a long journey, wearing black top hats and hand-wrapped overcoats, trot into the hotel.

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

Have you come so soon?

"Where is she hiding?"

The little man pondered for a while and said, "Based on the geographical location and all around environment analysis, it should be at Manchester City Railway Station.

And she is not the only one."

Following.

Penny quickly opened the door, browses slightly wrinkle, and said, "Two, someone is coming up."

Cole pulled out the justice trial and handed the pneumatic crossbow to Hardy. With a cigarette in his mouth, said indifferently, "The show is going to be on, 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 gun and asked, "Do you know how to use a gun?"

"Yes."

"Take it."

At this moment.

The sound of footsteps in the corridor is exceptionally clear.

A group of four people are holding weapons, striding to the stars, and the hem of the windbreaker shakes.

Downstairs.

Two popular people crept up the stairs.

I heard footsteps.

He stopped hurriedly, held his breath, and pointed his gun at the stairs.

When they saw the fierce and ruthless Cole, and the Colt M1900 with strange rays of light.

A very short moment.

Instinctively pulled the trigger, but it was too late.

Boom!

Boom!

The deafening gunfire sounded, dust was scattered in the stairwell, and blood and brains were flying all over the sky.

There was a mess of stumbling.

Two popular corpses rolled down.

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

At the same time.

On the street, pedestrians who heard the gunfire stopped one after another, and screamed and ran around after half a second.

The three police officers who happened to be patrolling nearby blew their whistle, drew their guns and ran towards the hotel.

Push the fleeing citizens.

"Everyone leave there! Leave!"

In the hotel.

Cole stepped over the gunman's corpse, the sticky blood condensed into footprints, kicked open the door, and faced the policeman who pointed the gun at him.

Take out the ID, and said blankly, "Imperial demon-hunter."

Hardy, holding the crossbow, glanced at the policeman, frowned and said, "Immediately inform the city hall and evacuate the train. Citizens who are standing, go quickly."

Two patrolmen looked at each other in blank dismay.

One of them helped his hat, put away the gun and said, "When did you come? The police department did not notify us at all."

The last Karl who got in the car explained Said, "Time is urgent, do as we say."

The engine roared.

The patrol officer looked at the Horch Lynx going away, hesitated for a moment, turned around and ran to the far corner of the street, unlocked the Bicycle lock, and galloped towards the city police station.

In the carriage.

Hardy is holding a crossbow, trying to get acquainted with this weapon.

"Boss, the woman you mentioned should not be a witch. Compared to the guy we met at Imperial Capital last time, she is too weak."

Carl said, "It should be the wizard of Nord sect."

The so-called wizard.

It's just a self-famous name for cultists' self-willing and depraved.

It is completely different from the witch.

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

The latter is naturally extraordinary, a powerful spokesperson of devil, and even steals the mighty power of hell, kills devil, and doves occupy the magpie's nest.

Man City Railway Station.

Located at the railway terminus at the northernmost tip of the empire, it was the starting point for the trade of expensive timber and fur.

In the afternoon.

Official railway station is the busiest time of the day.

The voice is full of voices.

Cars of animal skins with uncondensed blood were transported into the station, and stinking laborers worked hard to get the goods into the cargo compartment.

The sturdy businessmen and the local celebrities chatted together.

Celebrate the conclusion of another sale.

The youngster who travelled to study waved goodbye to his relatives.

Homeless homeless people crowded under the dirty corner, begging, and begging for the wealthy masters passing by to show kindness and give them food.

A Horch Lynx parked outside the station.

In the busy traffic, it is unremarkable.

Penny previously suggested that they detour from Turis and return to Imperial Capital.

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

No surprises.

The train station, the wilderness after Manchester City exits south, and the fork of Highway 15 into Turis will all set up ambushes.

It's a pity.

They couldn't think of it.

Cole's methods and responses are so tough, even unreasonable.

On how to prevent assassination: find the killer, and then act first.

Do not play cards according to the routine at all.

As a result of the original detailed assassination plan, the poles reversed in an instant, and the cultists and killers ambushing at the station turned from hunters to prey.

Cole took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and turned on Seventh Sense.

The noisy sound of the train station was quickly obscured by the extraordinary power.

Silent and dark.

The ordinary person who was not soaked by the evil force disappeared from the perception, leaving only the cultist and the wizard whose soul radiated dirty and stinky all over the platforms.

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

One or two...

Are there seventeen people in total?

Afterwards.

The female lunatic who noticed the prying eyes suddenly looked towards Cole with a horrified expression.

Originally lying in ambush at the train station, their task was to guard against the four Cole sneaking in and trying to take the train back to Imperial Capital.

But never thought.

The other party not only took the initiative to find it, murderous-looking, and even simply didn't mean to hide.

But this is not the main reason for her shock.

Because of the long distance, she didn't have any intuitive feelings about Cole's strength. She only thought that he was a good luck psychic demon-hunter.

But now.

The collision between the soul and the Spiritual Plane.

Let her finally understand that this demon-hunter who has been in the newspaper several times and even dealt with the Divine Item and the Avatar Mirror of the Divine Witch is so powerful that it far exceeds their expectations. estimate.

I was overlooked.

That is the fear that is covered by the shadow of a huge monster!

Death threats stared at by powerful existence!

"You..."

Not interested in listening to her nonsense.

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

Hardy laughed and said, "Did you find them? I want to see how they kill me! "

Push the car door.

The four of them armed with weapons and didn't care about the horrified gaze of the pedestrians in the station, and walked towards the platform.

All the villains.

After a brief silence.

A scream cut through the sky.