Remnant Blood Player

After trying to knock on the door three times normally, three long and one short, three short and one long, two long and two short, etc., no one came to open the door.

　　 So Li Nuo directly kicked the door heavily.

　　咚!

　　 The door was slowly opened from the inside, and this method that was not used to check the water meter unexpectedly worked.

　　 The wooden door was opened to a width that one person could pass through. The room was dim and lit with a few drops of yellow light. A middle-aged man with a rough face and a gray beard appeared behind the door.

　　 The middle-aged man kept silent, led Li Nuo into the tavern, and then quietly closed the door.

　　 The interior of the tavern was empty. The windows were covered by wooden boards. Only a few faint rays of light slipped into the house through the cracks in the wooden boards. The oil lamp hung on the roof kept flashing, as if it would go out at any time.

　　 Wooden tables and chairs are piled up in a mess, but the bar is slightly tidy.

　　 This is definitely a great place for breaking the law, kidnapping, and doing arms trading.

　　 Leading Li Nuo to the front of the bar, the middle-aged man stretched out his hand, said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Get it."

　　 Li Nuomeng stood in place, what did he take? Is it making me lose money? The door is not broken...

　　 He took out the sweaty foot note of 100 denomination from his backpack and handed it over.

　　The middle-aged man's complexion was a little heavy, and he said displeasedly: "What do you mean?"

　　 "What...what do you mean?" Li Nuo understood that he might have triggered some bad things by accident.

　　 The man looked wary and put a hand behind him, "Who are you?"

　　 Li Nuo realized that the other party might want to do it, and immediately stretched out his hands to stop him and said: "Philip asked me to come."

　　 After hearing Philip's name, the man stopped his movements, frowned and asked: "Philip...Philip Lean?"

Philip’s name played a role again. From the woman who knew about Philip, Li Nuo guessed that this grandson might have a name when he was a gangster in this land, but Philip Lean...maybe This guy did not enter his previous last name.

　　 "Yes, it's Mr. Philip."

　　 The middle-aged man seemed to let go of his vigilance, and scolded himself: "Damn, knowing that you don't open the door during the day, he even taught you to use a secret signal..."

　　 Li Nuo smiled and said: "The code... means knocking on the door three times, three long and one short, three short and one long, two long and two short, and finally kick the door again..."

"if not."

　　 This is simply ordering a takeaway and getting a diamond ring... What kind of **** code, which neuropathy invented this code, Li Nuo couldn't help but slander.

　　 "Go ahead, Philip asked you to find me what's the matter."

　　 Li Nuo said: "I promised Mr. Philip to help him solve the incident in the old house."

　　 "That haunted house?" The man interrupted while pouring beer.

"Ah, yes, but I didn’t know that the room was haunted, nor did Mr. Philip mention it to me. I don’t have many means for ghosts like ghosts. Of course, although Mr. Philip didn’t get along I say too many things, but tell me your secret code here, saying that I have something to ask you."

　　 Li Nuo made up a mess. Anyway, there is no communication equipment in this era. You have to run a few miles to find out if you are lying. You can also **** if you have this time.

　　 The middle-aged man took a sip of his beer and smiled in a hoarse voice: "Hmph, of course he doesn't say haunting things."

　　 This sentence made Li Nuo sure that Philip's ex-girlfriend had indeed died unusually.

　　 At this time, the middle-aged man stared at Li Nuo, and asked solemnly, "But why did Philip let you solve this matter."

Yeah... the **** wanted to cross the river to tear down the bridge, but Li Nuo couldn't say that, but he could say that he was an exorcist and had no equipment for exorcism. The man in front of him who exudes the breath of strangers may not Believe.

　　 Suddenly the middle-aged man seemed to have seen something important, walked into Li Nuo, and stared closely at his eyes.

　　 The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous... Li Nuo was a little embarrassed watching.

　　 Just as Li Nuo was about to show that his interests were normal, the middle-aged man suddenly turned around, walked quickly to the bar, took out a book, opened the book, and carefully and back and forth to examine Li Nuo against the contents of the book.

　　 "The Demon Hunter..." the middle-aged man murmured in his mouth, took the book and walked to Li Nuo, letting Li Nuo see the text of the book.

　　 He read the words to Li Nuo, "The eyes will become cat-like, fierce like snakes, and appear amber."

　　 "I have never seen anyone with pupils like yours. Are you a demon hunter? A demon hunter who has been extinct for a hundred years?" The middle-aged man's tone suddenly became a little excited.

　　 Li Nuo could only lightly nod his head when he saw this, showing embarrassment.

　　 "Oh my God! Where did that **** Philip find you!"

　　 The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and squeezed Li Nuo's arm: "It is several times different from ordinary people's physique, and the body's recovery ability is much stronger than ordinary people. It can heal his injuries in a short time."

　　 Then he pinched Li Nuo's face: "I can have good eyesight even in the dark, my nose can clearly distinguish smells within a few hundred meters, and my hearing is keen, and I can hear sounds that ordinary people can't hear."

　　 Facing the upper and lower hands of the middle-aged man, perhaps now with a special "eighteen touch", Li Nuo wanted to kill him.

　　 The middle-aged man threw the book on the bar and moved the chair behind Li Nuo.

　　 "Sit down, Mr. Demon Hunter."

　　 At this moment, Li Nuo understood that he had run into a demon hunter's fan.

　　 Li Nuo sat down and saw the name of the book, "Fairy Tales and Stories."

He knew that the author of this book was Florence Delanoy, who was born 200 years after the end of the Witch Hunter series of stories. His book "Fairy Tales and Stories" is about Livia's masterpiece. Lot and the stories of the people of his time.

　　 Therefore, this middle-aged man worships the demon hunter in the story, and his attitude towards himself has turned a hundred and eighty degrees.

　　 "Introduce yourself, my name is Watsk Andrem, you can call me Watsk."

　　 The middle-aged man Watzke moved a stool for himself and poured a glass of beer for Li Nuo. The whole process went smoothly, like a lonely woman who had raped a half-husband when he returned home and immediately dressed and threw his lover.

　　 "My name is Li Nuo..." Li Nuo replied symbolically.

　　 "Mr. Li Nuo, I have a few questions." Watzke's eyes were lightened, and then he asked: "The demon hunters are divided into the cat school, the wolf school, and... and a bunch of schools. Which school are you from?"

　　 "Miscellaneous."

　　 "Can you dance sword flowers?"

"know a little."

　　 "Demon hunters usually have two swords, why didn't you see your silver sword and steel sword?"

　　 Li Nuo flicked his cane and turned it into a whip blade, "Technology is advancing, and it's becoming integrated."

　　 "Can you live to be several hundred years old?"

　　 "I don't know, I was just twenty."

　　 "Is the demon hunter barren?"

　　 "……"

Seeing Li Nuo's silence, Watsk seemed to realize that he talked a bit too much, but he couldn't control himself. Every man had a dream of a superhero in his heart, especially in this age of frequent entertainment, the hunting depicted in the book The demon, Geralt who killed the monster, is Watsk's superhero.

　　 "Sorry, my question is a little inappropriate," Watzke said.

　　 "Well, it's okay..." Li Nuo took a sip of beer, and he could understand the thinking of the stupid fan.

　　 Watzke stood up and took out another thing from behind the bar, "But I have something to ask you."

　　 "Ah, what's the matter?"

　　Vac took a female pants in front of Li Nuo.

Under Li Nuo's convulsive face, Watzke said: "That's right, I have a...good friend. Recently, I lost a piece of underwear in the tavern. I heard that the demon hunter has a very sensitive sense of smell. Can you... Help me find it, after all, my wife sometimes comes over."

　　 Li Nuo frowned, half-smiling, you can just find a dog!