Chapter 150
A few moments of greeting.
Let him rest well.
Cole goes to the headquarters of the Demon Hunter.
Hand over to Balluch the evidence that helped the trial court decide.
This middle-aged man who is very particular about the taste and style of dress, sits at his desk and read the evidence handwritten by Sean.
Fold it up and put it in the pocket of the black vest.
"I will personally supervise this matter, you don’t have to worry about it.
As for Sean and Hardy, I gave them a half-year holiday and four months’ wages. It has been adjusted, and you can return to the Black Snake Team at any time."
See Cole turning around and leaving.
Baruch said with a smile, "The trial court has sentenced Nisius, and the day after tomorrow, he will be executed publicly by hanging. His comrades face a minimum of one hundred and fifty years in prison.
People who pay the card Brother Lin will be followed up by the city police department."
Standing in front of the corridor window outside the office.
Light a cigarette.
With one hand in his coat pocket, he walked downstairs.
The public hanging is not far from Cole's expectation of the result.
When the time comes, tied to the gallows, the bastard was unavoidably humiliated by various rotten eggs and vegetables by the angry citizens.
When he chose to betray and turn to evil and darkness, he should have thought of such a day.
On the way back to Burton House.
The black Duke Horch One slowly stopped on the side of the road.
Today is the wedding anniversary of Ava and his wife.
I happened to pass a flower shop along the way.
When he went to the flower shop to buy flowers.
Cole rolled down the car window, and the smoke curled out of the window and was carried away by the cold wind.
Even in the severe winter weather, the streets of Imperial Capital are still busy, with pedestrians and vehicles coming and going.
This time.
A newspaper boy, about fourteen years old, trot over with a shoulder bag, handed him a note, and said, "Sir, someone asked me to pass this to you."
The newsboy's face flushed with cold.
Hold the hat and looked towards Cole with hope, as if waiting for a considerable tip.
Throw him ten pence.
Cole didn't open the note, and independently said, "Where is the other person?"
The newsboy asked the position of the driving window to point to the distant crossroad, "That direction, sir. "
After speaking, trot away.
His eyes pass through the bustling crowd.
Under the dim rays of light in the evening.
A man dressed as a low-level laborer, standing in the middle of a distant crossroad, stares at him from a distance.
Suddenly, smiled.
The electric bell rings.
A tram drove by, blocking the line of sight.
Look at the intersection again.
The man has disappeared without a trace.
Frowning, open the note sent by the newsboy.
Only one sentence was written: Good afternoon, Cole Walker.
The greetings immersed in evil forces, under his gaze, quickly melted, squirmed, and constructed a symbol.
Circle, an inscribed inverted triangle, runs through a symmetrical cross.
Suddenly exploded like smoke and dust.
Under the supernatural force, the doors and windows quickly locked and clicked.
On the car seat.
Cole took the cigarette in one hand and threw away the note that had started to spontaneously ignite, with a cold expression on his face.
Afterwards.
A Spirit Physique with a fuzzy face, bathed in smoke and dust, hideous roar.
However, the Evil Spirit, which was used to assassinate and deter, approached Cole as if it encountered some kind of irresistible terror and threat.
Retreat sharply.
Like a headless fly trapped in a glass bottle, crashing into the car door frantically, trying to escape the terrifying place that makes it uneasy and dangerous.
Close your eyes.
Turn on Seventh Sense.
After the darkness, the perception is like being immersed in the dark and dark sea, and the noise in the ears is gradually drowned out.
In the carriage, a vaguely silhouetted girl, with her neck and hands and feet confined by dark, narrow, invisible iron chains, she frantically kicked the car doors and windows, trying to escape.
"Who is your master?"
"Let me go...Let me go..."
I heard someone speak.
The young girl's soul polluted by evil forces looked towards Cole in horror, yelled, "Don't kill me! Please!"
Cole's eyes were ruthless and indifferent.
Put it out at noon and put it on your lap, ask again.
"Who is your master?"
The girl hugged her head, squatted on the car seat in pain, repeating the same sentence over and over again, "I don't know... .I don't..."
Bang!
The deafening gunfire sounded.
The girl looked towards the gap in her chest in disbelief, and then softened to the seat, her eyes widened, staring at Cole, Spirit Physique turned into white smoke, and slowly dissipated.
Open your eyes.
Close up, noon has arrived.
Roll down the car window and throw out the burned cigarette butts.
The soul contaminated by evil forces has no room for salvation. Even if the chains that imprison her are broken, it will be completely transformed into an Evil Spirit in half a day, harming others.
However, one thing is certain.
Death threats from the Nordic Order.
At this time.
Ava held a bunch of flowers, opened the door of the car and said to Cole with a puzzled look, "I seemed to have heard gunshots just now? Hiss... why is it so cold?"
Close the car door heavily.
Strongly rub your hands and breathe.
Cole indifferently said, "Solved an insect, let's drive, I have something else."
The engine started and Duke Horch One disappeared at the end of the street.
Perhaps the Nordic Order is afraid to be caught by Cole and find clues.
The cult sender must be an Outer Member. He does not possess any evil power, so his location cannot be traced in Seventh Sense.
As for the death threat itself...
There are not one thousand but eight hundred people who want to kill Cole.
Go back to the apartment.
Be prepared to enter the movie world.
Sit in a chair.
'system, enter the last witch hunter movie world. '
'Detecting lifeform signs...'
'Being data hosting...'
'Generate role-playing background stories and timelines.. .'
'Preparing to enter the III world: the last witch hunter. '
After the darkness.
Cole opened his eyes.
The noisy surroundings and the pungent smell of alcohol indicate his birth location in the movie world: a bar.
It is different from the previous few times.
The cold mechanical synthesis sound did not automatically stop after entering the movie world.
'The main mission is forcing a change of identity background. '
'Start playing the identity background and timeline. '
'Cole · Walker, born in August 1987 in London, England, and Eternal Undying's witch hunter Calder, so that all wizards become terror-stricken at the news hunters and executioners.
Rewarded by the council, wanted criminal in the wizard world notorious.
The misfortune of childhood has caused you to be full of hatred and fury towards all the wizards. The white wizard who survived by chance, can be counted on one's fingers during your hunting career.
Now, you are hunting down a witch who may have used magic on humans in Brooklyn. Her name is Carlisle Taylor. '
'Current timeline: Calder is dealing with ancient rune on the plane. '
'The main mission has been generated: Kill the Witch Queen. '
'A side mission has been generated: tracking the witch Carlisle Taylor, killing her or not, different choices, different rewards. '