Chapter 294
I heard the other party explode his name.
Hardy froze for a moment and almost jumped up from the seat, staring wide-eyed, and said in disbelief, "Wink Valentier, are you...?!"
The words have not yet been exported.
I was pressed tightly by the man sitting next to him, and at the same time he blocked his mouth, lowered his voice, and said impatiently, "Hush! Don't be so arrogant!"
After speaking.
I craned my neck, as if I was looking for something, and looked at the carriage corridor behind me from time to time.
Until three men dressed as gang members, pushing the iron door of the car, appeared at the end of the corridor glanced around.
Wink moved Hardy to a position near the corridor, sat down by the window, put a newspaper on his face, and pretended to sleep.
Said to Cole in a low voice, "Thank you for covering me."
Then both hands crossed near chest and started snoring.
Hardy pointed to the middle-aged man sitting next to him with a shocked look, and said to Cole, "The boss! He is...the one mentioned above?!"
Thirteen Judgement Echelon.
The highest battle strength of the Demon Hunting Group.
Commanding any demon-hunter of Judgement Echelon requires a joint meeting of the Demon Hunter Council, the Central Police Station, and the Cabinet to make a joint decision.
In a sense.
These are the folks who live in legends for the ordinary person, and even for the demon-hunter in the system.
It should be associated with such adjectives as strong, cold, taciturn, cruel and ruthless.
But...
This Wink Valentier, who is called mechanic, if it wasn’t for Cole who knew his identity and had seen the photos, it would be easy to take him He is associated with a middle-aged unemployed, abandoned by his wife and son, who likes to drink and gamble all day long.
Stained with the smell of alcohol and smoke, and even the dirty coat stained by the unidentified liquid dried up on the clothes.
It's crooked, it seems that I haven't cleaned and replaced the tie for ten years.
The tramp begs for the same top hat.
Rotten leather shoes covered with mud and peeling toe caps.
The messy hair, like a chicken coop, exudes the stench of head oil.
Even Hardy, who has always been carefree, frowned after smelling the smell of him that he hadn't bathed for many days.
From time to time.
The three gang members who were looking for someone stopped beside Cole and Hardy.
His eyes fell on Wink, who was disguised as bad as it could be.
Across Hardy, he reached out and took off his top hat, fell to the ground, and yelled, "I see a lot of bastards like you. I want to run if I lose money?!
Catch him to me!"
After being seen through, Wink hurriedly raised his hands and said with a smile, "haha! Don't be impulsive, friend, isn't it eight hundred pounds?
Give me three days..."
Talking.
His gaze fell on Cole, his conversation turned, and he hurriedly said, "He is my friend, you must have seen him in the newspaper!
That's the demon- hunter Cole · Walker!
He will help me pay off my debt...right? Mr. Cole."
Cole took out three ten-pound notes and placed them on the table. Light up a cigarette, frowned, "Take the money and get out."
"Are you--!"
When a thug saw that they wanted to renege on a debt, he raised his hand Prepare to punch Cole fiercely in the face.
But his boss reached out and stopped.
He doesn't know if the man in front of him is the demon-hunter, but only his words and deeds, it is not difficult to see that this guy, they may not afford to offend.
When I see each other, I want to fight.
Hardy stood up abruptly and slammed in front of the debt collector.
Even if the opponent is shorter, but the hideous scars and missing ears on his face almost engraved the word'Desperadoes' on his face.
This time.
Other passengers who heard the movement in the carriage cast their eyes.
But Hardy took a look, and all consciously took his eyes back, don't look at those who shouldn't.
Push the debt-collection thug.
The little man picked up the thirty pounds on the table and stuffed it into the chest pocket of the opponent's waistcoat, indifferently said, "Deaf? He told you to roll with the money!"
The thugs still want to do it.
Being stopped by another person, he was silent for a moment, stretched out his open coat, and said to Cole, "Just forget about it, 800 pounds as a friend for us."
p>After speaking.
The warning meant to take a look at Wenke, exhales one mouthful of impure air, and take the person away.
On the train.
No matter what age, there will be people with ulterior motives who set up gambling games to attract gamblers to take the bait.
A demon-hunter of Judgement Echelon will be deceived by this low-level scam.
I can only say that others are addicted to food.
Hardy coldly snorted, after sitting down, staring at Wink, browse tightly knit and say, "Are you really Wink Valentier?"
"Of course!"
p>Middle-aged man wipes his nose with his hand, and then wipes it on the carriage, to Cole extend the hand, said with a smile, "When I first met, Baruch must have told you my information.
I hope that we will have a happy cooperation in the future, Mr. Cole."
Instead of shaking his snot-stained hand, Cole said indifferently, "I don’t care what sequence you are, any quirks, missions are missions. Understand?"
Wink took his hand back, raised his eyebrows, teased, "Hey, another serious youngster, well, you are the boss, you have the final say here.
p>Who asked you to help me settle the eight hundred pounds of debt?"
I heard this description.
Hardy suddenly angered, "Seriously? What are you talking about?! Do you know how many people will die after we fail?"
"Dead?"
Wink’s silly expression gradually cooled, frowns, took out a box of wrinkled cheap cigarettes, and said indifferently after lighting, "Does it have anything to do with me?"
"You--"
After taking a deep breath, Wink coughed violently, and then said, "The task is given to me above. I will complete it. It's as simple as that. Anyway, if you are in danger, don't expect me to save you."
Shrug your shoulders and said to Cole with a smile, "The task is the task, you said, the boss."
Be insulted by Wink.
Hardy, who was really furious, grabbed his collar and cursed, "Asshole, do you want to fight?!"
Wink hurriedly raised his hands. Signaling that he will not resist, smoking a cigarette said with a smile, "Wow, don't be so excited, youngster, I won't fight with you. If you kill you, Balluch will definitely deduct my salary this month."
"son of a bitch, I ..."
"Hardy."
Cole was verbally stop, grew more and more gas Hardy, a violent After breathing, he pushed Wink away hard, picked up his jacket, got up and sat down in the empty seat beside Cole.
Cole is not interested in knowing what kind of person Wink Valentier is.
I'm not interested in knowing what is the reason that made a powerful demon-hunter of Judgement Echelon become what he is now.
If he completes the task with his heart, Cole can assume that all contradictions have never happened.
If after encountering danger, this bastard tries to run away and shirk responsibility.
The bullets of justice will surely blow the head of this bastard.