Reincarnation: Demon Hunter

Chapter 33 Blocking (Part 2)

"Oh? Why should I believe you"

After hearing Ye Qi’s words, Spedo still had that sleepy-eyed look, but the act of jumping from the top of the building clearly expressed friendliness; of course, the necessary safety distance is indispensable

Vigilance is something every witcher must keep in mind

Compared with the secret service or the Holy See, Spedo’s approach is a bit different, but this is exactly the style of the demon hunter—there is no strict system between the upper and lower levels of the secret service, and there is no Holy See dedicated to everything. God’s belief, they are just a group of people who gather together to hunt down dark creatures for their own reasons

Pursuing their ideals, they can talk to you with one sentence, or they can draw their swords at you because of one sentence; in short, they are the thorn in the eyes of the Holy See and the uncertain factors that endanger Lorante in the mouth of the highest government.

"Although it is a coincidence, if you are willing to go to the overpass before, you may believe me." Ye Qi, who originally wanted to use other reasons to prevaricate, after sensing the fluctuations of the shadow servant from the bottom of his heart, Forcibly resisting the smile that emerged from the corners of his mouth, he pretended to say coldly: "Of course, I will go with you."

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"Although I'm just a temporary assistant, can you tell me at least the reason why we come here to wait and wait?" The sheriff squatting in the bushes of the green belt of the bridge piers had to endure the mosquito bites. Enduring the torment of his own curiosity-even though Moretti agreed to his request to become an assistant, this habit of not saying anything made Fehler, who was a criminal investigator, likes to ask questions, was extremely uncomfortable; he was silent for an hour Later, Feeller, who couldn't stand it any longer, finally asked.WWW.. Book friends trimming ~ rationalizing ~ providing

"A good sheriff, in addition to the sharp insight, patience is essential." Even with a bandage on his body, Moretti still looks like laughing; however, he is from the secret service department. Standard, after laughing, he immediately explained: "After analysis by the guys in the intelligence department, the other party is likely to complete another ritual. Although the specific ritual has not been investigated, the other party has left the place to commit the crime. It might be here"

"Of course, the guys in the intelligence department have always been unreliable." After explaining, Moretti couldn't help but explain: "However, without clues, we can only try our luck and choose to trust those guys. Up"

Ferrer nodded knowingly-although he and Morietti would only meet in the specific and unpleasant scene of the murder, every time there were complaints about the intelligence department from Morietti's mouth ; When reminiscing about the furnishings of the intelligence analysis section in their police station, Feller felt like empathy; even, Feller clearly remembered that when he and Moretti met for the first time, the common topic was about their respective intelligence Department's complaint

With a dull and serious face and a hippie smiling face, Feller recalled the unpleasant scene when the two met for the first time, and couldn't help being a little distracted; it wasn't until Moretti gave him a slight tug that Feller recovered— —Ferer, who is very experienced, didn't need Moretti's reminder, and immediately converged his mind, holding his breath and looking in the direction of Moretti's gaze.

A man with hair long enough to completely cover his face appeared in the sight of the two of them, as if drunk. If it hadn’t been for the flat chest of the other to remind Fehler, he would probably be because of the hair. Length mistaken the other party for a woman-Feiler gently raised his left hand, and signed to Moretti next to him.

Seeing Fehler's gesture, Moretti immediately waved his hand-for an enemy whose abilities are unknown and whose strength is unknown, it is not advisable to attack rashly; not to mention the two of them, one injured and unfavorable. , And the other is just an ordinary person; if he rushes out like this, Moretti is 90% sure that they will definitely die

Moletti’s gesture made Fehler stop the next action; however, Fehler’s hand was quietly placed on the pistol-even though he knew that firearms were almost in no danger to these special existences like Moletti. , But apart from guns, he has no other way to deal with it

Melee?

Don't be kidding, even if he is the fighting champion of the entire police station, but that is only relative to ordinary people; compared with the existence of Moretti, Fehler is still very self-aware

The man who appeared in the sight of the two of them walked to the thick pier under the overpass in a dangling posture, and then the whole person leaned back on the pier and squatted down-two minutes passed, but the other party squatted down After that, it’s like falling asleep, not even moving at all.

What is he doing?

Ferrer looked at Mollett, his eyes full of doubts—not only Ferrer's doubts, but Mollett who saw this scene also frowned involuntarily; he also couldn't figure out what the other party was playing.

Is it wrong, not the other party?

Moretti couldn't help but guess in his heart; but at this moment, the accident happened suddenly-the man sitting under the pier not only made Feller and Moretti curious, but everyone who saw this scene couldn't help it. Think about what the other person is doing; although Dude is a busy city, curiosity is human nature, especially for someone who is doing nothing.

After seeing the man squatting there, a group of trendy young people immediately gathered around the man as if they had found a baby, and started talking loudly.

"Look, another waste that wastes food"

"Should we teach him a lesson so that he understands what shame is?"

"Yes, it's the same as the bankrupt uncle last time"

...

"what"

The insults and ridicule ceased in a rush of scream; a flying head turned all the words of the previous master into the last words...

PS It’s raining. From yesterday afternoon to now, it’s been a whole day and night, and it doesn’t stop depending on the situation; of course, none of this is critical. The key is that an umbrella usually costs ten dollars today. He just sold it to thirty...There is no such thing as decadence with an umbrella. I hate it... But when this situation becomes twice, the hatred is already monstrous... Decadent swears, even if it’s sunny tomorrow, you must take the umbrella. Bring

Thank you again for the 100 of Star Story and 100 of 369~~~~ Decadent bow and thank you for your support~~~~~~

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