There is a saying in the bounty hunter profession, 'Let one group of psychotics destroy another group of psychopaths, this profession is called a bounty hunter.'" ’

Although the wooden shutters can block out the sunlight shining in, but the rumbling traffic on the road outside the window can't block it. Konstantin coughed violently, his heaving chest as if he was about to cough out his lungs, and the life of going out early and returning late made John. Konstantin walked in and out of the sun every day, but the damn traffic outside the window always woke him from his sleep.

Got up and picked up a white bottle from the table, poured out a handful of pills without looking, and swallowed the pills in one gulp with the remaining half bottle of red wine from last night. The 'ding' lighter came out with a bean-sized flame, and he took a deep breath on the cigarette butt on Mars. A true portrayal of Konstantin.

Suicide made him see the horror of hell, and made this melancholy man, who had been troubled by those eyes since he was a child, become afraid of death, afraid that he would really descend into that terrible scarlet and bloody world. However, although he received the eyes of God and Satan at the same time, he did not get a good body. At the age of thirteen years, he was examined for the shadow of his lungs, how can the bounty hunters, who are on the verge of death, have social security? High medical bills are not something that can be paid by a meager commission. You can only go to Papa every time you go on a mission. Midnay in exchange for dollars.

The last batch, Bappa. Midnay's price was already quite fair. After all, only bounty hunters would buy those weapons that specifically restrain dark creatures, but fortunately, with that piece of information, he was able to get an extra two thousand dollars.

Just as he was thinking, the phone on the desk rang. Not many people know this number, John. Konstantin thought there was another task. Pick up the phone and say, "I'm John. Constantine! ”

A hoarse voice came from the other end of the line, "I know it's you!" Come and get your remaining five thousand dollars! ”

Hearing this voice, John. Konstantin was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked; "Minay? Did you really catch those two guys? ”

Bappa on the other end of the phone. Midnay took a cigar in his mouth and said lazily, "What else do you need to say?" Nissa shot those two bastards who ran away? I don't think there's anyone she can't deal with! Do you want 5,000 yuan? Come here if you want it! ”

Until a busy tone came from the microphone. John. Konstantin was still stunned, "When did the vampire marquis and the dark wizard become cabbage?" Caught in three days? How strong is that woman? "John. Konstantin said secretly. There is no reason why you don't want money to be sent to your door, and a piece of information can be exchanged for 7,000 US dollars, which is comparable to the commission for taking on a task by yourself.

After changing clothes, let Chas. Kramer drove over to pick him up. Rush to the 'Minai Bar'.

The strong vitality of the vampire made Marcel, the arrogant vampire marquis, not faint after losing his hands and feet, and Spiro was much more miserable, even if he was a dark wizard. But he couldn't get rid of the physique of a mortal, and after being said to have cut off his hands and crushed his jaw, he completely lost the ability to resist, and his rickety body was stuffed into a suitcase.

Thirty years in the east of the river, thirty years in the west of the river. How could Marciel and Spiro, the best of the dark creatures, one day be stuffed into a suitcase like a lump of fat that can't be resisted?

After receiving a call from Nissa from Las Vegas the night before. Bhapa. Midnay stayed up all night excited. Counting the time, Nissa should be here today after driving back from Las Vegas. Bappa in a good mood. Midnay called John, who had provided him with information. Konstantin came over to get the rest of the pay.

Cars in the car. Kramer continued to plead with John. Konstantin takes himself into the 'Minai Bar' to see the world. And sitting in the back seat of John. Konstantin looked absent-minded, wondering how Nissa had managed to capture the powerful Marcel, the vampire marquis, with the help of an address she had provided. It's enough for ordinary barons to deal with themselves, not to mention viscounts, who only have to flee for their lives.

"John! You'll take me in once! Just once, anyway, there are no customers at the 'Minai Bar' during the day! With your relationship with Daddy Minai. Can you take me in? "Cars of Chas. Kramer babbled.

"I told you, it's just a normal bar, if you can get in! Let's go in on your own! "John. Konstantin said expressionlessly.

Chase. Kramer hurriedly exclaimed, "That's what you said! I don't believe that in broad daylight, the big guy at the door is still there guarding! ”

John. Konstantin smiled helplessly at Chaskremer, a fifteen-year-old boy. The one guarding the door at the 'Minai Bar' was an intermediate werewolf, and he didn't know about Bappa. Where did Midnay get this guy from? Guarding the door 24 hours a day.

Doomed today, Chas. Kramer still couldn't get past the strong man at the door, and the strong man got Bappa. Midnay's command to see John. When Konstantin came, he did not hinder him. Originally wanted to follow John. Justin mixed in with Chas. Kramer was barricaded in the doorway.

"!! How to change to fruit during the day! Shit! "Chas. Kramer cursed. The experience of trying to break through many nights, Chas. Kramer shouted "Three-legged cat!" as if he were betting on the card, as if he were betting on it! "Who knows when the cards are flipped over, Chas. Kramer's face is green because there is a green watermelon drawn on the back of the card!

It's not yet time to open, so only the homeless ghosts in the 'Minai Bar' are wafting around the bar and wiping their glasses, and the seductive banshees who make men can't help but urge their bodies to lower their bodies change into shorts and shorts and tie their hair, like ordinary women, wash the dirty ground with a mop, the air is still filled with the smell of alcohol that has not dissipated last night, and a faint smell of blood wafts in the air, thinking about which vampires had a blood-sucking party here last night. John. Konstantin walked straight in the direction of Minai's office, and when he reached the door, the double wooden door slowly opened, as if the owner knew that the guest was coming.

Bhapa. Midnay crossed his legs on his desk, his crocodile-skin boots shiny and a cigar in his mouth. With a satisfied smile on his face. "Thank you for the information! I've made a note of this favor! As he spoke, he took out a bundle of dollars from a drawer and threw it at John. Constantine.

Take the dollar, John. Konstantin didn't look at it, and directly put it in his pocket, "That really caught someone?" "John. Konstantin asked.

"Nonsense! Do you think I'm giving you counterfeit money? If you don't really catch those two guys, you'll get the extra two thousand dollars. I'll deduct it from the next trade too! Nissa is out of the horse, not to mention the vampire marquis, even the duke will be by her! "Bappa. Midnay said dismissively. As his own strength becomes more and more profound, Bappa. The last time Midnay saw Li She, he felt even more terrifying. The faint coercion on Li She's body has a fight with the momentum on Menma's body, as a descendant of Li She, what is Nisha's strength? Bhapa. Midnay wanted to come, even if it was himself. I don't dare to say that I will win.

'Click' The sound of high-heeled shoes made those busy resentful spirits and seductive banshees quickly bow their heads respectfully. "Miss Nissa", "Miss Nissa"... The dark creatures whispered. Wearing a red trench coat, Nissa's tall twin peaks swayed with her charming waves, and the hips wrapped in a well-tailored trench coat looked extraordinarily plump. The strong man guarding the door followed behind with two suitcases. Maybe it was because of being a werewolf, among the many dark creatures. With the exception of werewolves, there were few that Nissa was pleasing to the eye.

With John. Konstantin talking and laughing at Bappa. Midnay felt the breath outside the door, and with a wave of his hand, the double-layer wooden door slowly opened, and Minai gave him a casual hand. But let John. Konstantin was taken aback. Even as a witch doctor, when dealing with dark creatures. It's also relying on potions and weapons to restrain dark creatures, and I've never heard of a witch doctor who can control things.

"The arrogant eldest sister is back? Hahaha... Hard work! Why didn't you go to Las Vegas to play a few games and come back? "Bappa. Midnay smirked.

Nissa pulled a stool and sat down at Bappa. IN FRONT OF MIDNAY, HE TOOK OUT A PARTAGAS CIGAR FROM HIS BAG. Midnay smiled and picked up the lighter and lit it for the other party. Nissa took a deep breath and puffed out a smoke ring, "If it weren't for the fear of those two bastards dying in my car!" Will I be back so soon? "Between words. The strong man guarding the door walked in with two bulging suitcases. With a muffled 'bang', he put the two suitcases on the ground and stood respectfully aside.

Nissa turned to the strong man and said, "Drive my car and wash it!" The reckoning is on this's head! ”

Bhapa. Midnay pouted, "The car wash money is still mine?" Be virtuous with Lee! The richer the person, the more he picks the door! ”

Nissa gave the nigga a blank look and yelled, "There's fucking blood in the trunk!" Isn't yours count mine? ”

When the strong man heard Nissa's words, he nodded in a sloppy manner. Turn away. Bhapa. Midnay could only spill his anger on the two suitcases and kicked them at the standing ones. Bending down and unzipping, Marquis Marcel's pale face lost its former look, and Spiro had passed out due to excessive blood loss.

"Humph! It's these two faces, Lao Tzu can't forget these two bastards for the rest of his life! "Bappa. Midnay said gloomily.

And standing on the sidelines, John. Konstantin swallowed, that handsome and charming face should be the famous Marquis Marcel, right? And the old man with sunken eyes must be Spiro.

Trapped in the trunk, Marcile shouted with a grim look when he heard the sound of a zipper and the face of a appeared in front of him; "Damn nigga! I really regret not digging your heart out! ”

"yes, why didn't you gouge out my heart? Your hand was just a little bit off my chest that day! "Said Bappa. Midnay brushed aside his shirt, revealing a scar that was crooked like a centipede. "You've left these behind!" Bhapa. Midnay smiled as he touched the five twenty-centimeter-long scars under his ribs.

Bhapa. The scars on Midnay's body made John. Konstantin gasped as Bhapa. Midnay realized that there was another person, "What? Would you like to stay and enjoy it? ”

"Forget it! I've got to go beforehand! "John. Konstantin said sneeringly. Although he felt that Nissa, a woman with unfathomable strength, had no ill will towards her, staying here still made John. Konstantin felt sick all over.

Nissa, smoking a cigar, saw John. Konstantin, the protagonist of "Detective Hell", smiled disdainfully after leaving. "Compared with the decisiveness of the slaughter seven years later, the current John . . . Konstantin is still a little immature. Nissa said secretly.

Wait for John. After Konstantin left, Bappa. Midnay pulled a bottle of potion out of a drawer and poured it into Spiro's mouth. "It's a life-saving potion! It's expensive, $300 a bottle! It can stimulate adrenaline and keep seriously injured people from dying of breath! "Bappa. Midnay said slowly.

Spiro, who had been drugged, coughed for a while and came to his senses. I opened my eyes and saw the face I didn't want to face. (To be continued......)

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