In the middle of the night, in a dilapidated alley in North Brooklyn, full of gangs, drugs, and crime, two tall white men are nervously observing the movement around them, and every once in a while they can't help but look back at the dilapidated house behind them, as if waiting for something.

They didn't notice that at the top of a three-story building fifty meters away, several people were closely watching their every move......

"How's it going, has the target appeared?" asked Zhang Cheng without looking up as he flipped through the worn-out notes in his hand.

About ten hours had passed since he accepted the mission, and with the help of Ralph, the head of the land, he had finally found some clues about his target, which was the dilapidated house not far away.

Following the clues provided by a homeless man sleeping next to a dumpster, in recent weeks it has been common to hear horrific biting sounds and shrill howls coming from inside, and even a pungent smell of blood when approaching the door, all of which are characteristic of werewolves when they gather together.

Obviously, most of the werewolves who originally lived in New York had registered their identities under various lords, and they would never risk being punished and expelled to get together to do something.

So this nest of werewolves must be from outside, and the name is Salas Werewolf Leader and may be hiding inside.

As for the notes in his hand, they were the research records made by Ralph when his abilities had just awakened, and there were probably close to two thousand five hundred mysterious symbols, only a few of which were marked with brief descriptions next to them, and he himself only figured out the combination of explosions.

I have to say that when Zhang Cheng got the note, the first thought that popped up in his heart was "Violent Heavenly Things".

That's right!

Even if he hadn't deciphered the meaning and function of any of the symbols so far, he could tell from just these two thousand five hundred symbols that could resonate with magic that it was an extremely complex system, no worse than the research results of the Dalaran mages, and maybe even stronger.

Fortunately, Ralph stopped his research by making a random explosive combo, and set out on a journey with his own shotgun, earning a lot of money by accepting tasks to improve his impoverished life.

Perhaps, as the saying goes, poverty greatly limits one's vision and imagination, and many times the poor simply do not know how precious what they give up. After all, they have done everything they can to survive, and they have no energy to think about the future.

Ralph didn't notice the pity in Zhang Cheng's eyes, and replied in a low voice, "Not yet!" But I can already be sure that the two guys at the door are 100% werewolves. ”

"Yes, if they weren't werewolves, I'd eat the socks on my feet that had not been washed for three days. A young man in his early twenties next to him also leaned over and interjected.

"Oh, how did you identify it, and why can't I see it at all?" asked Zhang Cheng as he closed his notebook and looked curious.

Anyway, he is still a standard newcomer in the underground world, and he has no experience at all, and now that he meets an insider, he naturally has to ask clearly.

"Hehe, Mr. Wizard, judging werewolves is fairly simple, pay attention to their arms. Due to their frequent transformations, all werewolves have a habit of placing their arms in front of them, rather than their sides as normal humans do. In addition to this, werewolves rely heavily on their keen sense of smell and often twitch their noses. Usually as long as a person has both of the above characteristics, then he is basically a werewolf. Another young black girl of mixed race leaned over and explained.

Zhang Cheng nodded thoughtfully: "I see, then how long will we have to wait? From evening to now, we have been waiting for a full six hours, if the target does not appear, we have to wait all the time?"

"No, no, if the target doesn't show up after twelve o'clock in the night, then we'll take the initiative to attack and take a few prisoners for interrogation. Werewolves have always been known for their allegiance to their clan, but with a little time, we can still get some information from the weak-willed. As he spoke, a cruel expression appeared on Ralph's face.

There is no doubt that his implication is to torture and abuse the werewolf repeatedly and cruelly, until the other party can no longer stand the torture and take the initiative to speak.

At this time, instead of saving them, the werewolves' vaunted super self-recovery ability will become a terrifying burden.

It is important to know that many excellent interrogators must consider the captive's youth, health status, psychological tolerance and other comprehensive factors when torturing the captive, so as to prevent the sudden death of the captive in the middle of the torture, or the mental breakdown.

But werewolves don't need it, but if they don't kill them directly, no matter how badly wounded, they will recover in a very short time.

Zhang Cheng raised his arm and looked at his watch, and said with a chuckle: "Okay, there are still ten minutes until midnight, I hope that the guy in the photo can appear, otherwise I have to go around to inquire about the news, it is really not easy to earn sixty gold dinars." ”

"yes, it's not easy...... Ralph said with the corners of his mouth twitching, and he lowered his head and echoed against his will.

In fact, what he wanted to say in his heart was: You still have to pick and choose 60 gold dinars! If you give me this price, even the president of the United States will dare to assassinate him!

In fact, this middle-aged man has been in the underground world for many years, and has never received a few commissions to pay gold dinars, and most of the time he earns dollars.

If someone did give him the task of the golden dinar, he would choose to give it up.

The reason is simple, high pay means high risk, and he doesn't want to die in some unknown corner for a while.

Time flew by, ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and just as the Demon Hunter team was about to leave the roof and launch a surprise attack on the old house, a black truck suddenly drove out of the corner and stopped at the door of the old house.

Without saying a word, the two guys guarding the door ran over to open the back door and dragged out four young girls with duct tape sealed mouths from the carriage.

One of them, Zhang Cheng, also knew that it was the white girl who blocked the door of the apartment a few days ago, demanding that he tell him who killed his sister.

"Hey, hey, good tonight!Where did you get that?" the slightly fatter werewolf stuck out his tongue and licked the face of a terrified girl.

"Old place! She, in particular, dared to storm our hunting grounds and try to kill me with a revolver. Another werewolf jumped out of the cab and pointed to his shirt, which was stained with bright red blood.

"Hahahaha! Interesting! You forced a little girl to transform?"

"Shut up! I promise she's a complete lunatic! rushed in and pulled the trigger without even saying a word. I swore I'd give her a little bit of a look in a moment. ”

"Calm down! The leader needs twenty virgins to complete the ceremony, and no one can touch her until then, understand?"

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