When Johnny Blazer got out of bed, not much time had passed, and the sun wasn't much more intense than it had been at the beginning.

However, even though it was November, even if the weather was not hot at this time, Johnny's body and heart were still in pain like heat stroke.

"Water!"

Johnny let out a hoarse cry as he struggled to scan the area, a small room with no running water, no television, no computer, no murals, no decorations, just a broken bed and a chair that looked old.

Suddenly, Johnny was stunned, great, that's water, that's the cup with water!

Johnny staggered to the glass, he didn't even look to see if it was drinkable, he just lifted the glass, brought it to his mouth, and poured it into his mouth.

The water was gone, but Johnny's hunger and thirst were not alleviated, he found the kettle in the direction of the water cup, and poured the pot of water into his stomach thoroughly, his stomach was like a bottomless pit, and the two-liter kettle, which was almost full, was drunk by Johnny in one gulp!

"What the hell happened last night, what is this place, what's wrong with me!"

Johnny let out a low roar, and he looked at his hands, and in his eyes, the flesh-and-blood hands seemed to turn into a pair of flaming hand bones!

"No!"

Johnny shook his head violently, dispelling the phantom memories in his heart, and he staggered out of the cabin, and then he saw the graveyard in front of him.

This cemetery is very familiar, whenever that day comes, Johnny will always come here to pay respects to his father, this is the cemetery of his hometown, damn it, how did he come here, and what are those absurd memories in his head!

Just when Johnny was full of confusion, he suddenly saw two people, one young and the other old, the young man had soft and chic white hair, wearing a long red trench coat, black shirt, black pants, and his sleeves were rolled up to reveal his strong little arms.

And the old one, dressed as a cowboy, is not unusual, but the old man's eyes are as full of vitality as the young people around him.

What's even more terrifying is that Johnny sees the truth he doesn't want to accept through the playful eyes of young and old people.

"Is this your territory, I'm Johnny, thank you for the water, God, I just felt like I was on fire!"

Johnny said incoherently, and as he spoke, he sneered at the man in the red trench coat.

"You did catch fire!"

Dante grinned, he took two steps in Johnny's direction, who knew that Johnny seemed to be nervous, and as Dante approached, he quickly retreated.

"Hey, don't come here, stay away from me, I'm dangerous!"

Johnny instinctively shouted, for his chaotic and chaotic memories told him that he seemed to have hurt someone else.

Hearing Johnny's nervous voice, Dante nodded slightly, this man is not bad.

"I'm Dante, Demon Hunter Dante, and I feel like you need my help, and it looks like you're in trouble!"

"Demon Hunter!"

Johnny shouted in surprise, what the is this profession, has the world changed, compared to the demon hunter, his profession as a motorcycle stuntman sounds too ordinary!

"That's right, Demon Hunter, don't deny its significance!"

Dante stretched his hands over to Johnny, who walked over to Johnny and put his arm around Johnny's shoulder, and he said softly.

"As you heard, I was a demon hunter, I traveled the world, chasing only all the creatures of hell and slaughtering them, and now, I feel like I've found my purpose!"

"Shit, I'm not a demon in your mouth, I didn't want to kill!"

As soon as Dante finished speaking, Johnny immediately shouted hysterically, and he tried to move Dante's arm away with both hands, but his weak strength could not move Dante at all.

"Take it easy!" Dante walked towards the garage with Johnny in his arms, and he said as he went, "You're not my goal, it's my goal to make you the guy you were last night, why, would you like to reveal your hidden past to me?"

"Fuck off, I don't have much past, I'm just a motorcyclist, I'm constantly challenging the world record, damn it, are you a reporter under the guise of a pretense, I should have thought of it, demon hunters, ghosts will believe that there are demons, hell!"

Johnny constantly questioned Dante's identity, but what he really questioned was his memories, in which he turned into a flaming skeleton that killed a devil capable of manipulating dirt after midnight and killed a robber who was robbing a fat woman.

That's unbelievable, I could never kill someone, never, but why do I remember it so clearly!

Johnny's eyes were confused, he remembered more things, the past, the young, the lover, the father, he was reminiscing.

Eleven years ago, Johnny Blazer lived with his father, Barton Blazer, who lived in a circus and performed motorcycle stunts for a living.

Johnny, who has just come of age, gradually gets tired of this life, and he wants to leave, to leave the life that his father has arranged for him, to leave this unchanging town, to leave this place that is about to make him lose his happiness!

That's right, if Johnny stays here, he'll lose his happiness.

Johnny fell in love with a girl, a girl as quiet and gentle as the moon, with pupils like autumn water and eyebrows like catkins.

She is Roshan, he is his father's lifelong enemy, the daughter of the sheriff of this town, the sheriff is just like her father, she is an old stubborn, as long as she is still here for a day, she and Roshan will never have a chance to be together, never!

In front of the oak trees on the south slope of the town, Johnny and Roshan meet to hold each other's hands, they carve their names on the trees together, they snuggle up and watch the falling sunset, they share each other's scents.

"Next Friday, we will still meet here, and I will leave here with you, to a place where no one knows us, to enjoy our life, a truly free and happy life!"

Johnny made a promise to Roshan, who blushed and nodded earnestly, and then put her sweet lips into Johnny's mouth.

The plan went on in an orderly manner, and the two kept collecting the money they had amassed, putting together all the light things they could take with them, and Johnny even rummaged through his house for this, until he found a case when he was tidying up.

Stomach cancer, advanced!

What a terrible case, what a terrible piece of paper, and the name written on this paper is none other than his father, Barton Blazer!

"He's going to die, he's going to die!"

Johnny sat in his room in pain, the case was put back by him, and there was still one day before the appointment with Rosan, but at this time, Johnny still had the intention of going to the appointment!

Johnny reached out in pain and covered his head, he could hear his father humming in pain in the next bedroom, his own father might not survive even two months, hell, who can help him, who can help us!

Countless people who have fallen to hell will always be innocent in the end, not because I am born to yearn for hell, but when I pray for the suffering I have endured, help from hell will always come earlier than from heaven!

This sentence is the same for Johnny, when he needs help, he gets the help he wants, it is an old man with gray hair and short stature, the old man inexplicably opened his door and appeared in his room, the old man is holding a cane inlaid with a silver-white skull, the old man stands mentally, looking at Johnny meaningfully, he said.

"Explosive Johnny?"

"That's right!"

Johnny replied hastily, his name is Johnny Blazer, and Blazer has the meaning of hot, so their father and son are called Explosive Barton and Explosive Johnny.

Hearing Johnny's absent-minded answer, the old man silently walked up to his side, and he said something faintly.

"I'm here to tell you that I appreciate your riding skills!"

"Oh, thank you. ”

"Maybe one day, you'll ride for me, Johnny!"

"What?" Johnny was stunned for a moment, he finally raised his head and glanced at the old man, "Are you also rehearsing the show?"

"I'm making up the best show in the world!"

The old man smiled coldly, and the sky suddenly lit up with a bolt of lightning, Johnny suddenly became nervous, even he didn't know why he was nervous, and in his extremely fast heartbeat, he heard the old man's next words.

"What's the matter, Johnny, are you worried about your father?"

Johnny was stunned, he even forgot to ask the old man's identity, but asked directly

"How do you know!"

"Even a blind man can see that he is sick, and he is very sick, cancer, the most terrible thing about this disease, it is his persistence, he will bring long-term pain and suffering to your loved ones, your life will be changed because of this, and your plans will have to be changed!"

"Who are you, and why do you know this!" Johnny shouted violently, plan, plan, damn it, why would he and Rosan's plan be known to him!

The old man coughed lightly, and he said.

"It doesn't matter, Johnny, what matters is that I have a way to cure him, if I can cure him, if I can get your father out of cancer, if I can make your dream come true, then will you make a deal with me for this!"

"How much money do you want, I agree, no matter how much, I will find a way to give it to you!"

At this moment, Johnny was even ready to rob the bank, but when the old man heard his words, he just sneered.

"Money, banknotes, gold, diamonds, beauties, that's not what I want, Johnny, I want your soul!"

"Huh!"

Johnny turned around in disappointment, damn it, he had met a psychopath!

The old man came behind Johnny, and he reached out and gently pressed Johnny's shoulder.

"What would you do if what I said was true?"

"Well, if that's true, of course I'll agree, the devil knows what my soul looks like!"

"You agreed, Johnny, your father will be as strong as a horse tomorrow morning, and I will fulfill my promise, so now it's your turn to sign this contract!"

As the old man spoke, he suddenly took out a roll of parchment from the arms of his suit, he unfolded the parchment, and brought a contract to Johnny, Johnny was puzzled and planned to take the parchment to take a look, but at the moment when his right hand touched the parchment, his right hand was violently cut by an inexplicable existence, and a drop of blood fell from his finger, leaving a bright red on the white contract!

"That's it, Johnny, I'll wait for you to fulfill your promise!"

The old man silently rolled up the parchment and left quietly, but Johnny had already fallen into a stupor!

When he woke up, he jumped straight out of bed.

"Hell, what's wrong with me!"

"yes, what's wrong with you, why are you making such a fuss, do you know my little secret, my son!"

Johnny, who had just asked himself, suddenly heard his father's voice, and he saw his father standing at his door with a sunny face, and his father's eyes were full of strength, as if he had returned to his youth.

"Johnny, well, now it's time to talk to you, I had a physical examination the other day, and the damn doctor said I had stomach cancer, and it was still in the advanced stage, but when I went for a follow-up appointment this morning, hell, it was the doctor who made a mistake, and your dad was as strong as a horse!"