Reincarnation: Demon Hunter

Ha 18 m "What a ghostly weather"

Looking at the hazy sky with a flash of lightning from time to time in the distance, Tilt couldn't help frowning and cursed in a low voice-as a person who has worked at the lighthouse of Sasport for twenty years, He knows very well what kind of trouble this weather will cause to the port of Sars

"Hey, Tom, go to the top three lights of the lighthouse to turn on and let those guys' boats hurry me into the harbor"

Tilt, who yelled to the assistant beside him, looked at the distant sky through the window, and secretly estimated the storm that might occur—as an old man who had been working on a lighthouse for twenty years, mentioned Tilt himself knows the weather at sea better than any weather forecaster; in fact, Tilt is also complacent with his ability.

However, if that is normal now, Tilter would rather be wrong in his own estimation-according to his estimation, in about three to four hours, there will be an unprecedented storm in the port of Saskatchewan.

"Uncle Tilt, will this storm be severe?"

Tom, who turned on the three headlights at the highest point of the lighthouse as instructed, walked down and looked at Tilt, who was standing in front of the window looking at the weather outside, and asked curiously—the young Tom came here early this year. From the lighthouse of Sasport; for this young man, although he has been studying hard, many things are unfamiliar; at the very least, he cannot infer a few hours or even a dozen hours based on the humidity and wind of the air. What kind of weather will appear in an hour; he didn’t think anyone could do this even before he came to this lighthouse to see Tilt

"Well, it's quite big, you haven't seen it since you were born"

"Is it bigger than the one ten years ago?"

"Go out"

Tilt’s extremely solemn expression and words made Tom’s face turn white in an instant—he never thought that there would be a storm ten years ago; dark clouds covered the sky, and it was dark in broad daylight. Fingers are invisible, and the torrential rain mixed with squally winds caused the house to collapse, making people unable to even walk normally

Having personally experienced that rare storm, little Tom not only lost his original residence, his father and two older brothers also did not know what to do in the storm; and an example like him, in the storm ten years ago After that, there are countless — piles of corpses piled up on the street like sardines, and then transported and burned; countless people have lost their homes and relatives, and most of them are the orphans, although in Northland All of them were sent to the asylum under the hard-working arrangements of the family, but the shadow of the loss of their loved ones is not so easy to recover; under the imperfect psychological treatment, most of the children became rebellious or autistic; they escaped from the asylum. So, living on the street; trying the so-called'reality' too early

In fact, ten years ago, most of the children who wandered on the streets were unwelcome. When people saw them, they would hold their wallets tightly; and stay away from these children-never underestimate a group of children Ability; even an adult, facing a surprise attack by a child, is not much better than their opponents without systematic training

Compared with his peers, Tom is undoubtedly lucky. It is precisely because of his mother that his mother is still there. He did not embark on the path chosen by most of his peers and the fate that he faces-the first frame to be strangled. Two hundred years after the abolition, they reappeared in the bay area, and the figures hanging from above shocked the teenagers who wanted to walk on the same road.

Among those suspended figures, there are Tom’s two best friends

Standing in the same place, Tom, imagining what happened ten years ago and after, his face became paler-he ran to Tert anxiously, grabbed Tilt's shoulder hard, and said loudly: "Uncle Tilt, what should we do? If we can't wait like this, many people will die, so many people will die."

"You send the highest warning signal flare and..."

The door of the lighthouse was kicked open amid the violent impact, and a tall figure walked in-with long and tousled hair draped over his shoulders, several yellow teeth appeared from his cigarette-dangling mouth. The originally slightly hideous face is carrying a malicious smile

"You don't need to go anywhere, just stay here honestly." The tall man took a deep breath, exhaled two rings of smoke towards the two of them, then grinned grinningly and pinched each other's fists and said: "Otherwise, I don't mind the advance Throw you from here"

Haben?

Seeing the people who broke in suddenly, both Tilt and Tom were taken aback. As the most populous and busiest port in the Bay Area, in addition to its vitality, in that dark corner There are also unsightly existences; for example, the person in front of you is like this

Extortion, extortion, kidnapping, theft, or even murder, the other party would dare to do it; in fact, if it had not been for definitive evidence, the other party would have been arrested by the police station in Port Saskatchewan a long time ago; however, this did not make Haben any better. Convergence, even becoming more arrogant-of course, he was very smart not to touch the real boss of Sarsport: the interests of the North family; otherwise he would have been chopped up to feed the fish.

However, this does not affect his influence among ordinary people; or "deterrence"

"Haben, do you know what you are doing?" Tilt frowned and walked to the tall man, and said loudly: "The storm is coming soon; if..."

A huge fist hit his face, and the crisp sound of the bridge of the nose interrupted Tilt’s words, and Tilt took a few steps back and then fell straight to the ground.

"Uncle Tilt, are you okay? You bastard"

Seeing Tilt, who fell to the ground in pain and shook his head at him, Tom picked up the wrench placed on the workbench and rushed towards the opponent; unfortunately, Tom quickly retreated in the next moment. When I came back, I bent over and fell beside Tilt like dried shrimps.

"Cut, two guys who do not live or die." Haben regained his feet and spit out thick phlegm at the two men. After watching the thick phlegm stick to Tom's face accurately, he immediately laughed and said: "Someone gave Kimpton to let me do things; although you two are dead, if you don't want to die now, just be honest with me."

"Asshole, asshole..."

Little Tom, who was holding his stomach, kneeled with his legs on the ground, pressed his head against the floor hard, trying his best to get himself up

"Do you know how many people will die? Do you know?"

"How many people die? What matters to me? I just want Kimpton."

He glanced at Little Tom who was able to stand up after being kicked by himself. Obviously Haben was surprised; but the next moment he looked at the opponent who picked up the wrench again with disdain.

"It seems that you don't even want to cherish the last time in your life. Then, let me send you to see your dead ghost dad."

After talking, Haben kicked it out again; however, this time the goal was not Tom’s stomach, but the head.

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