The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk. Compared with the melancholy beauty of the sunset, the glow of the sunrise is full of infinite hope. Creating dreams for two women in a row in one night consumes a lot of mental energy, and Hamm sits wearily in a luxurious Lincoln RV. But the exhaustion of the body could not stop the joy in the heart. Looking at the busy office workers outside the car window, Los Angeles seems to be the stage for him to display his talents.

Everyone has the value of his existence, even if it is a piece of rotten wood, although it cannot be carved. But at least it can burn and release warmth, right? Compared to life in the 'sunset', Los Angeles, a modern cosmopolitan city, is a paradise. Hamm, who has low self-esteem, suddenly feels that he has found the meaning of his life in Los Angeles. Thus I understand why my mother is so disgusted with herself. His ugly appearance is one of the reasons, and on the other hand, it is mainly because of his own arrival, which deprived his mother of his previous luxurious life.

From the old photographs in my mother's room, I can vaguely see that the woman in the photograph is so beautiful that she is surrounded by a group of handsome men, like a bright moon shining by the stars. Celebrities, aristocrats, and social elites. Even the popular stars of Hollywood at that time had many people worship under their mother's pomegranate skirt. It's a mediocre talent who doesn't attract envy, and her mother was the object of envy of all the seductive banshees at that time. But with his birth, his mother's face has aged, and she can no longer attract those celebrities and can not continue to live in New York, so she can only take herself to open a small hotel called 'Sunset' under the remote crown peak to make a living.

Although he knows that the half-blood demon of Posesa is using himself, he can still be used by others, at least he proves that he is still valuable, right? Hamm looked at the hurried pedestrians outside the window, and couldn't bear the joy in his heart. "As long as the wine lady can enjoy these things, it doesn't matter if she makes a deal with the devil!" Hamm said darkly.

The sun's rays dispelled the darkness, and the bar street, where the music boiled, returned to calm. 'Minay Bar' after sending off the last dark creature. Close the door. Nissa, the 'Red-Eyed Zombie King', has returned home, lying comfortably under the covers. Although she was curious about how Bossa used to find the Dawson sisters, after being injured by the ring conjured by Menma's fingernails last time, Nissa, who had lingering palpitations, did not dare to snoop again.

Although Nissa did not retaliate, John was distracted. Konstantin was firmly fixed on the half-blood demon Posesa. In the course of the world of Hell Detective. John. Konstantin was not soft on Posessa, a half-blood demon stained with the blood of his two friends. Downstairs in Portesa's luxurious mansion, squatting all night, John Brown. Konstantin, sitting in Chas. Kramer smoked a cigarette in the back seat of his taxi. And Chas, who stayed up all night, was already sleepy. Kramer had fallen asleep on the steering wheel, snoring slightly, and there was still a crystal of saliva hanging from the corners of his mouth. How many packs of cigarettes Konstantin smoked. The middle finger and index finger holding the cigarette have been burned brown with nicotine. Glancing at the rising sun outside the car window, John. Konstantin was about to give up his unemployed surveillance when a black Lincoln extended RV drove slowly. After parking downstairs, a strange-looking man in a black suit, like a kangaroo, jumped out of the car.

Hamna's strange looks. The two legs, one long and one short, walked like a bouncing kangaroo, although wearing an expensive Armani suit. But this dress is like a circus clown in a dragon robe, and you can't do it without attracting attention.

With those eyes that see through the disguise of angels and demons, John . Konstantin saw through the guy in the expensive suit at a glance. The ugly appearance of the bell tower freak made John. Konstantin recognized the identity of this guy. "Dream Demon? It's the first time I've seen such a cherished variety! Without the slightest attack power, that weak body is simply vulnerable. Only the ability to create dreams. Where did Posessa find such a strange thing? "John. Konstantin said secretly.

Watch Hamm hop into the elevator. John. Konstantin frowned. It seems that as Nissa said, this guy has a lot of plans, desperately losing his strength, summoning the resentful spirits of the whole Los Angeles, and now I don't know where to get this precious breed. What exactly is Bosesa looking for?

Watched all night. His eyes had been dried by cigarette smoke, and his bloodshot eyes were as red as rabbit eyes. John. Konstantin twisted his sore neck. There was a 'crackling' sound in the cervical spine. John. Konstantin patted Chas, who was sleeping soundly on the steering wheel. Kramer.

Suddenly woke up Chas. Kramer, rubbing his confused eyes, chirped his lips, and wiped the saliva hanging from the corners of his mouth. "Oh, it's dawn? Depend on! Alas, I said John! You can't get sick, right? It's been a few days in a row, pulling me here for a vigil. Did you know that I make double digits a night! "Chas. Kramer complained.

John. Konstantin gave the little slippery glance blankly. "If you don't like it, you won't use it tomorrow! I don't want to get in the way of your income in one night. ”

Chase. Kramer's face was stunned, and he said with righteousness, "John! What do you think of me? I'm a rising star on the path of a bounty hunter! Money is just a cloud in my eyes. How can it be compared to the preservation of the peace of mankind? ”

"Alright! Sleeping drooling future star! Go home and sleep. "John. Konstantin scolded with a laugh.

"Damn! You're drooling when you sleep on your stomach! You are not allowed to talk about this, or you will become my future legendary hunter, Chas. Kramer's life is a stain that will not be removed! "Chas. Kramer screamed.

John. Konstantin shook his head helplessly, Posesha, a half-blood demon, had greatly reduced his strength since he cast the summoning array last time. All did not realize that Hamm had fallen into John. Konstantin in the eyes.

Hamm walked through the resplendent lobby. The footsteps of different weights and the ugly appearance naturally attracted the attention of many people in the lobby. Many women even looked disgusted, but when they saw Hamm enter the golden VIP elevator, they were all puzzled. Such an ugly guy, is it a big shot? Hamm could naturally feel the disgusted gaze of those women when he walked in, and he seemed to have been used to this feeling by being a waiter for many years in 'Sunset', but the moment he stepped into the VIP elevator, he heard the whispers of those self-righteous women.

"Ah, this guy, are those hidden rich people?"

"It's absolutely possible, otherwise, how could you just get into that VIP elevator? I've been working here for so long, and I've never seen anyone get on that elevator so easily."

"Oh, I think he must be a very talented guy! God must have been jealous of his talent and gave him that special appearance..."

All these whispers that suddenly turned straight into Hamm's ears reached him. "Hahaha... Talent? Right! It's talent! I'm so talented that even God would be jealous! That's what gave me this special look!! Hamm laughed maniacally in the elevator.

With open hands, he looked at his Armani tailor-made suit with satisfaction, all these changes were because of power. At this time, Hamm felt that there was nothing in this world that money could not do. If there are really one or two things that money can't do, it can only prove that money! It's not enough.

Stepping out of the golden elevator, Hamm came to the wooden door inlaid with gold trim. Knock respectfully on the door.

From inside the door came a deep voice from Bosesa, "Come in"

Hamm held the golden handle on the door and pushed the wooden door open. Seeing that the room was pitch black, Hamm was stunned. Suddenly, the crystal chandelier on the roof suddenly lit up. The sudden burst of light in the darkness shook Hamm's eyes.

"Surprise! Welcome to our heroes!! Hahaha..."Posesa exclaimed.

When he opened his eyes slightly, he saw ten women in sexy bikinis of various colors running towards him. Hamm seemed to feel like he didn't have enough eyes. The group of women who swarmed up, stretched out their slender hands, groping for Hamm's strange figure.

"Oh sir, you're so good to me," Hamm, whose lower body was congested with blood by those white flowers' breasts, still did not forget to thank Bossa for giving him all this.

"Hahahaha, you're a hero in the night! Those stupid angels and hunters won't be able to spot you, the spirit of your dreams! Are you still happy with the prizes? Bosesa said with a smile.

The price of $10,000 naturally allowed these prostitutes to selectively forget Hamm's ugly face, unbuttoning Hamm's body with dexterous fingers, and licking Hamm's hunched back with their dexterous tongues. The exhaustion of the whole night was thrown away by this fragrant stimulation. Hamm gasped and said, "Thank you, sir, thank you, Lord Ham, for your kindness, Hamm must be" Before he could finish speaking, a blonde woman had already kissed Hamm's big mouth full of yellow teeth.

"Hahahaha, enjoy! My big hero! With that, Bosesa exited the room with a smile on her face.

Listening to the obscene screams behind the door, Bossa could imagine what Hamm, a guy with a strange body, was doing. Banknotes are nothing more than scrap paper to Posesa. The key is to be able to find Hamm, a dream demon to help him, and to find the mother who can carry Menma's arrival.

As long as Menma descends into the world, he will gain incomparably strong strength, which is what the half-blood demon of Posessa desires the most. "Two a day! If you're lucky, you may be able to find a mother suitable for adults in a few months! Hehe," Bosesa said secretly. (To be continued......)

PS: One more sends. The little brother ran and broke his leg when he urged the progress. It's hard to do work, and it's almost eight o'clock when I get home! It seems that tonight's dinner can only be changed to supper again, why should I add another one? Because it was the same yesterday!