When Lawrence hunted demons, he traveled all over the Federation, and if it weren't for the fact that he was worried about Donnie and afraid that he would not be able to fulfill Neeson's instructions, this range would continue to expand.

It costs a lot less to buy a place to stay in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of nowhere, than to buy something extraordinary.

However, it is true that the scale of the Burgins is too small, and Lawrence only has one safe house here.

Downey already knew the location of Lawrence's safe house in Poggins, but due to his own luck, Downey didn't live in it. Now it turns out that Donnie was right.

Downey had a feeling that even if he and the Paper Elves hadn't stayed in that hotel room yesterday, but had stayed in Lawrence's safe house, something would have happened where the Scarlet Shadow had infiltrated and attacked them.

In fact, Lawrence had other places to go, and Fort Thirteen had a place to stay for the agents, the transcendents of the Church, and the witchers who had been recruited. However, Lawrence was in a lot of trouble at this stage, so he didn't want to get too close to the agents at Fort Thirteen.

Last night, when Donnie had just left the Spirit Realm and appeared on the streets of Pokins, the weather was pretty good. But in the turn of the day, the clouds covered this small city when the mountain rain was about to come, and the dark clouds seemed to crush the embankment in everyone's hearts, making people breathless.

This weather lasted all day, until the moment the impala stopped on the side of the road before the first drop of rain fell.

Led by Lawrence, Downey rode an impala to Lawrence's 'safe house'.

It's very different from the City of Angels, where Lawrence's safe house is in an old apartment. The moment Impala stopped, Downey saw a six-story flat-roofed building made of red bricks.

Under the dark and gloomy sky, this old building was simply eerie. By this time, it was completely dark, and the street lights that never went out all day in the Federation were also extinct.

There was only a few panes of the apartment building that were lit up, and the rest of the windows were pitch black, and Downey had the feeling that in the darkness, there seemed to be countless pairs of eyes staring at him.

This was obviously not a good experience, especially for someone as powerful as Donnie.

"I haven't been here for a year, how did this place come to be?" Lawrence stood next to the impala, looking at the gloomy building in front of him with some confusion.

While he does prepare safe houses on the edge of the city, he doesn't choose a place like this that looks negative.

In fact, a year ago, although it was definitely not prosperous, it was not so eerie that it could even be written into a new urban legend.

"What are we going to do? Go in or change places? Lawrence gave the choice to Donnie.

Donnie glanced behind him casually, "It's the same everywhere, so be it." ”

No matter how eerie it is, it's still impossible to scare Donnie, who has broken into the kingdom of God and hell, and at most he takes a step back because he is afraid of trouble.

Lawrence's thoughts are actually the same as Donnie's, but some time ago he proposed to go to Abitam to buy transcendent materials, which led to himself and Donnie in a crisis, so he felt a little guilty.

So Lawrence nodded without hesitation and walked to the front.

Downey glanced at Lawrence, and was shocked to see that Lawrence had reached the limit of the second sequence.

"It seems that I'm not the only one who has adventures." Donnie thought to himself and followed Lawrence.

The apartment had no caretaker, and there was no lighting in the hallway, which reminded Downey of his apartment in Oakford.

"That's it!" Lawrence pointed to a nicely closed iron door and said, "I've laid out some things here, and no one should have entered them." ”

The iron door was quickly opened by Lawrence, and although it did look a little dilapidated from the outside, it was actually pretty good on the inside.

Lawrence, in particular, chose the room on the first floor and dug out a basement.

As Lawrence said, no one had ever entered the house, and nothing had been lost.

Donnie lifted the curtain and looked out, and the corner looked like it was empty, but it wasn't.

"What's wrong? No one will follow us, will they? Lawrence got himself a beer.

Donnie nodded and said, "It should be, and most likely an agent from Fort Thirteen." ”

Although Donnie said so, he had actually identified the stalker, who was from Fort Thirteen.

"Looks like they've found out we've been to Abitán before, or they've found something else."

When Lawrence heard this, his face was a little unpleasant, and as a demon hunter with a normal brain, it was normal for him to be reluctant to turn against Fort 13.

However, Lawrence quickly decided, "In that case, we might as well leave Popinus now." ”

Lawrence's attitude was very decisive, which surprised Downey a little.

"There's no need, it's not a way to hide all the time, and unless you leave the Federation, it's impossible to completely avoid their tracking."

There is a reason why Donnie said this, Fort 13 has a large number of strange objects, including some extremely high-ranking and powerful strange objects, and there are not a few strange objects used for tracking, and there may even be an inventory of artifacts.

In fact, even if you leave the Federation, you can find it as long as Fort 13 gets serious.

Since you can't hide, it's better to stay and see what these people want to do.

Lawrence chose to listen to Downey in this matter, and as for the two agents who were blowing the cold wind outside, it was assumed that they did not exist.

Lawrence had a lot of stuff in the basement, and although the cans weren't very tasty, he could barely cope with them.

While Donnie was eating and the paper goblin was constantly reading, there was a quiet change outside the apartment.

Two casually dressed black agents were sitting in the corner, and the area of Porkins was very underdeveloped, so in order to complete their mission, they had to act in a way that was close to the inhabitants of the area.

Canned potatoes are heating in a small cluster of flames, a sight common in this corner of the Popins, or in the Commonwealth.

At least they still have something to eat.,If the few people who passed by before didn't look at them in good health.,Otherwise, they're likely to come over and grab food.。。

"It's really not a good job, they can't go to a better place?" One of the agents swallowed the unpleasant taste of baked potatoes and brushed his deliberately messed hair, but waited for a while to get no response from his companion.

"Huh? Benjamin? The agent turned his head to look, and found that his companion had disappeared!