Chapter 435
Forty minutes later.
The taxi stopped in a messy and run-down neighborhood.
More than 80% of the residential buildings on both sides of the street have been completely abandoned.
Occasionally see guests.
They are all single elderly people, or immigrants from other countries with bad economic conditions.
The Parker family lived in a three-story old-fashioned residence that was more than sixty years old.
The wall peeling off is serious.
The damage to the roof is simply covered by a tarp.
This time.
A bald, blessed middle-aged white man in a shirt pushed open the door hard, frowning loudly said, "Savannah, I told you!
If you finish spending us All the money.
Tomorrow we have to move to the street to live!"
Seeing this Cole behind the woman, the man stretched out his hand and asked, "Damn... .Who is he?!"
Faced with her husband's accusation.
Savanna looked very anxious and hurriedly explained, "He is the Mr. Cole mentioned by Father Lance. He is willing to help Molly, and he only charged us twenty dollars!"
"Twenty dollars?! Oh my god...you paid a liar?! Do you know how long it takes me to make twenty dollars?!
Molly’s thing , I will continue to think of ways.
Now.
Get my money back!
Immediately!"
When speaking .
The man deliberately avoided Cole's sight.
So as not to irritate the other party.
Although he is grumpy and full of swear words, he knows one thing very well in his heart: the guy in the black trench coat decided to be a ruthless character he couldn't afford to offend.
The woman stood awkwardly on the spot, but did not dare to resist her husband.
I can only look at Cole, and hesitate to talk.
Cole stood in place.
Take out the hand of Death God's ruling.
A black leather glove with pitch black and fine lines on the surface is worn on the left hand.
Then took out a cigarette, lit it, stepped, stopped outside the door of the residence, indifferently said, "borrow it."
The man who was full of anger and doubt.
Take a step back.
Open your mouth.
But he didn't dare to say anything threatening.
Hesitate and move.
After Cole crossed him into the room, he frowned and turned loudly and said, "If you dare to mess around and hurt my daughter, I will call the police!
Understand?!"
Ignore his threats.
Cole stopped in front of the old wooden stairs leading to the second floor.
lifts the head.
Squinted eyes.
Exhale a mouthful of turbid smoke.
Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, this house is no different except for its disrepair.
However.
The smell of corruption that is permeated in the air, only psychics can perceive, is like a lump of rotten meat, piled up in a dark corner and fermented all summer.
The smell of devil.
Savanna, who hurried into the house, looked towards Cole's back in fear, and hurriedly said, "Molly is in the bedroom on the third floor. We tied her to the bed."
Her husband, Dan Parker.
Fiercely gave her a look, as if to say: If the money is spent in vain, don't even think about eating this afternoon!
The moment Cole raised his foot and stepped onto the steps.
A cold and low growl of harboring malicious intentions, mixed with muffled low laughter, came down abruptly from the third floor.
It's totally different from the hoarseness of human beings, with overlapping accents.
Like a ferocious animal.
The Parker couple's complexion suddenly changed.
Savana hid behind Dan, shivering, dare not say a word.
The man browses tightly knit, and the more irritated he lifts the head, pointing to the top of the building and yelling, "It’s the damn voice!
Get out of my daughter's body!
You bitch's beast!"
Cole stepped up the steps.
The little girl's painful screams and wailing continued to sound in the room!
Savanna, who has been tortured for more than a week, seems to be on the verge of collapse.
Stubbornly clutching her husband's arm, gritted his teeth.
Even Dan, who has been full of swear words and refused to accept him, turned pale and stared upstairs at this brief moment.
After holding back for a long time, I couldn’t bear the pain my daughter suffered. He stretched out his right hand and said angrily, "Okay! Damn...As long as you can get rid of that bitch's beast, Cole ...Mr.
We are willing to pay as much as possible!"
Seeing that the other party ignored him.
The Parkers looked at each other and hurried to catch up.
The third floor.
The original simple but cozy little girl's bedroom.
At this time, it is like a prison for the mentally ill.
Wooden boards sealed the windows.
The curtains closed tightly.
Scattered and collapsed furniture, like garbage, piled up in the corner of the room.
A strong stench that seemed to have been showered in several decades, when Cole opened the door, puffed up his nose.
A little girl about ten years old with her limbs tied to the bedstead lies on her back on the dirty and filthy bed sheets.
Her skin is blue and gray, and her blood vessels are clearly visible.
The teeth also became inhumanly jagged, and turbid thick yellow saliva flowed out.
Continuously struggled and roared, making a deep roar.
Occasionally, she would imitate the original voice of the little girl, screaming in a low voice, "father! Mother! I am so painful, save me... let me get out of here, wu wu wu. .."
See Molly whose symptoms are getting worse.
Savana closed her eyes in grief, turning her head and daring not to look.
Dan clenched his fists tightly, full of anger, but had nowhere to vent.
Until Cole stood by the girl's bed, ignoring the terrifying appearance of her devil behind her.
Reached out and pinched her mouth, and looked left and right.
A touch was detected.
The girl's closed eyes suddenly opened, her gray eyes, staring at Cole, but like a blind, she kept twisting her chin, trying to perceive the fuzzy silhouette standing in front of it.
Then grinned and said, "Another God’s shepherd...No, you are not from the church."
Cole let go of her hand and used a handkerchief Wipe the disgusting saliva standing on his fingers, like a hired killer standing in front of a hospital bed, with a cold, frowned face, "If you want to get out, let me help you, little bastard."
The devil possessed in Molly’s soul room mocked said with a smile, "Wow, you scared me, psychic."
while speaking.
In the horrified cry of the Parkers.
The girl's body, in a posture that violates the rules of physics, suddenly sat up and threatened her face, "You shouldn't be here, psychic."
Obviously.
It feels the powerful soul of Cole that is incomparable, and the psychic perception that surpasses all human beings and is even stronger than John Constantine.
In a vain attempt to report to his master, in order to invite credit.
And this unrealistic fantasy.
After it heard the name of this psychic, like its arrogant and despotic smile, it suddenly solidified on its face.
"Your poor weak power is ridiculous, little fellow.
Tell your host, if it is really as interested as you, Cole Walker, will grill at the devil The office, waiting for its presence."
In any exorcism ceremony.
The person who presides over the exorcism telling the devil his name is an insult and provocation in the strict sense.
It is no less than telling the other person directly: I am standing here today, what can you do to me?
The kind that spit on the face.
For Cole.
Devil strong enough, before he set foot in the Parker family, he knew who came.
And they have never liked mortal souls.
There are only such rateless hell soldiers.
I would like The Dog acts fierce when his Master is present, by torturing a little girl’s soul, declaring his'power' in the world, and enjoying the joy of pain and blasphemy.