The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

"Why do you want to see these hunters?" Dylan asked when Seth threw the envelope with the photo on the reception desk. ? ★ ★ Bayi Chinese ● Net. ww.81ｚw.com?

"General" is really a very stingy guy. Seth himself proposed to go to check Nuo's house, and then "General" also let Seth go to the police station to send things.

The not-so-high policewoman Farrell hesitantly looked at the back of the person who left and left, thinking about such a thin piece, shouldn't it be something dangerous, picked it up with a lip, and went to detective Coson Too.

Seth, of course, did not stay longer. He only spent some time in the police station some time ago, and was transferred to prison. Although the Wells case was lost because of his ‘death’ at the time, normal people would fortune-telling people on top of him and his two companions. He didn't want to wait politely for anyone to recognize himself.

"You haven't returned to Grande, haven't you?" Seth did not answer Dylan's question, but asked instead.

"You are my mentor, I am your student, so I am studying." Dylan said sincerely.

"Don't make it so soon." Just out of the police station, looking at James who had not gone too far, Seth frowned and slowed down. "You still have Constantine to choose."

Dylan shook his head. "You know, Zac has made it clear that Constantine was on Crowley's side. He was not happy. I didn't need to make him uncomfortable in order to get close, no matter how I looked, I and You are all unwilling to stand on the side of Crowley, so it must be you. "

Seth pursed his lips and stopped talking.

"Why do you want to find those hunters?" Dylan insisted and returned to the original question again.

On the way to the police station, Seth already told a real mentor what the person who would use this cold weapon was.

‘Hunters do n’t want to use more modern thermal weapons, but thermal weapons are troublesome. Bullets are consumables, and silver bullets cannot be mass-produced without substantial financial resources. The firearms are under the control of the military and the government, and the official supply of bullets for people who are qualified to hold firearms are manufactured in batches. August 1st? ★★? Wenwen. ww.81zw.com? Not ready to recycle after use. ’

‘While hunters are ordinary citizens, they have no ability to manufacture such consumables in large quantities. In addition, the bullet lethality is not as crude and effective as cold weapons. For example, a vampire can really hit few people in the heart of a vampire. Not to mention the kind of aliens who can move their internal organs at will. So what is needed is area damage, causing enough bleeding. ’

‘Even when using hot weapons, large area weapons such as grenades and shotguns are used, causing damage that can effectively affect alien operations. As for this crossbow steel cone. Just like the batons used by the police today, it is convenient for recycling, can be reused, and can also be used for foreplay ... ’

"Will you tell Zac, am I going to the hunter?" Seth did not answer the question, and asked again.

Dylan was silent for a while. "Don't you want me to tell Zach?" After asking, Dylan paused and deflected the topic himself. "I thought you would think Crowley knew James. What I did Things can make accurate predictions. "

Seth performed a soul search on Dylan, and he became stronger. But obviously, Dylan is different from James, who has a general son's aura, and he is more rational. Anyway, rebellion against incompetence, then admitted.

Seth entered the mentor mode again, which meant that he no longer skimped on his words. People, er, are not right. The ‘things’ that used to be people all retain the same habits as people. Only when the dialogue is in your own interest will you say much. As for whether Seth is interested in ‘teaching’, or whether he is interested in every question of Dylan, everyone remembers that Seth once told Zac, is he a teacher?

"I'm not Crowley." Seth glanced at Dylan floating next to him. "When you really become a demon, you will know. When you devour other people's experiences to supplement yourself, you will now live in the same thing at different times and places. Change it. The name has changed for the times, joyful, sad. Just repeat. "

Dylan thought.

Seth went on, “So like Crowley, I do n’t know how many times existed, how many life demons I ’ve eaten, she knows it. You do n’t even know how many years ago, there was a Zhan Like Mushi, those who have experienced these. "

Dylan didn't like this kind of expression very much, but he meant to understand at least, "So you just didn't eat enough?"

Seth glanced at Dylan again, "I don't have the mood to carefully observe and experience my own food, I just swallow it. ?? ▲? Bayi Chinese Network www.81zw.com ★"

I do n’t know if Dylan listened, floated aside, and pulled the topic back again, “Why do n’t you want Zac to know?”

Seth watched James and Wes get in the car and disappeared on the road. "Not wanting, but want to confirm something before he knows." Seth shook his head and jumped out of the role of mentor. He recovered In a state of not wanting to say much, he lowered his head and walked quickly towards the direction of Nuo's house.

The Noel booth is located on the easternmost side of the North District, starting from Raptor East and ending in the Southeast, passing Becky, the municipal government, and the police station in the middle, occupying more than half of the eastern border of the North District. But not the entire beach is open to the public for fun.

About a quarter of the beach is public entertainment, half of the rest is occupied by fishing grounds, and half is occupied by private villas.

You don't need to think about the fishery. If you want to turn the fish into canned meat, you can play in the sea covered with nets.

Then some people will also enter the private villa area to play, but in order not to be happy on the beach barbecue, a servant-like person ran out and threatened to call the police, usually try not to get close to it.

Nuo's home is the latter, but he would like to thank him for his solid financial resources. When Seth came here, he saw the same things as Nuo described, and there were no extra cordons and investigating police.

Seth frowned. The fence in the front yard was knocked, and the turf was turned up near the driveway, and it was pulled together by the fence. There were also several scattered shells in the driveway. The fence of the front porch, starting from the front door and reaching the garage, was completely smashed, and wood chips were scattered on the front porch. Half of the front wall has also been completely cut off. After splitting the slag, you can directly see the sand and TV that were blown indoors ...

If it weren't for the wall to be connected to the ceiling, I'm afraid it would collapse on the whole surface.

The garage is pretty good, although the iron rolling door is covered with bullet holes. However, the track on both sides is limited and remains intact. But I am afraid that Nuo's bullets are a little more, and the door will be broken in two.

Seth was not close, he had heard a tiny voice. It's electromagnetic noise, just like the sound of a FM radio.

The sound of the spring spring sounded, and Seth just turned sideways, and a steel cone flew across his chest.

"Stop!" There was a voice from Nuo's ruined home. "Don't you recognize it! That's the demon hunter who escaped from hell!"

Seth was recognized. Like he was recognized by Robert in prison.

Seth turned around. Looking at the front, he was waiting for the other person to come out. Just walked into the place where the hunter ambushed, he didn't want to do such a stupid thing.

"Leave here! Demon Hunter! We have nothing to say to you!" Still the voice, "We respect what you are doing! But if you insist on approaching us, we will fulfill the hunter's accusation and destroy you. ! "

Seth did not speak, but did not leave.

"I count to three! If you don't leave, don't blame us!"

"one two Three!"

The sound of the machine spring sounded. Something with a spike was shot out by something and started to unfold in the air! It's actually a net! Metal mesh! As for what metal is it, need to say?

Seth frowned, looking at the fully unrolled net on the ground, while Dylan's figure flashed loosely. Although his body of the undead is not yet caught in the net of the entity, the restraint of the metal on the soul is reflected when the net sweeps over him.

Seth didn't know if this way of getting along was worse, or that Robert was told in prison that he was going to be a devil. He shook his head, "I'm looking for a woman, the maid in this house."

The answer was a lit leather ball, like a baseball. ‘Slowly’ flew towards where Seth stood.

Seth had to dodge to the side again, because the ball had burned and exploded when he first reached the place where he originally stood. The flame enough to cover five or six people suddenly burst on the folded grass!

Seth is no longer talking nonsense. The back of the jacket was not lifted, and the standard small revolver under the ‘general’ pointed at Nuo ’s home. “Two on one floor, three on the second floor, I can still leave a bullet.”

The pulling of the springs that had already sounded stopped.

Adding a demon to a gun is a nightmare for human hunters.

Nightmares are usually justified. But now no one has to worry about why the devil uses the hot weapons created by humans to make up for their own defects.

"What do you want ?! Demon Hunter!"

Seth's hand was on his chin. "Maid, so tall." His hand was on his side. "So fat, middle-aged, white, and likes to talk. It's the maid in this house."

"never seen it!"

Seth put down his gun, turned around and left.

"Wait!" The broken door was opened, and the middle-aged man kicked off the wood chips at his feet. He also had **** bandages on his shoulders. It seems that Nuo's indifferent fire suppression still caused some damage. of.

"Hunter! You come to the maid, do you know the owner of this house!"

Seth turned his head and glanced at each other, "He is a human, are you going to start hunting humans?"

"It's none of your business! Tell us! Where is he!"

Seth lowered his head, paused for a moment, and said what he wanted to determine. Of course, he said it was very unclear, "If you are looking for someone to send the hunter to prison and wait for the death penalty, you are looking for the wrong person. "

"Revenge them?" The middle-aged man twitched his lips. "I'm not interested in the kind of guy who does things badly! I'm not interested in the alpha here! I only want this person, No. Repet! Where is he? ! "

Seth glanced at it, and finally fixed Dylan's body, and turned away, "You can follow me to try." (To be continued.)