The cold wind of the night blew through his clothes, and as a weak dream demon, Hamm had to tighten his collar. Glancing at the black woman lying on the bed with regret, unlike the other women who had not carried the second dream, the black woman with a frown seemed to be suffering this great pain, the condemnation of conscience had been deeply imprinted in her mind, under the effect of 'sleep grass' and 'butterfly incense', she could no longer distinguish between reality and illusion, and subconsciously, the blood-stained image of the Hutu girl had been fused with the memory. Without the treatment of holy water and the witch doctor's tranquilizer, this black woman would definitely gradually become the Hutu girl made by Hamm.

Walking out of the stairs, the two junior werewolves greeted them. respectfully put on a trench coat for the weak Hamm, and the high Luo pot behind his back, under the cover of the trench coat, was like an old man who was covered by this schoolbag. His feet of varying lengths made Hamm walk like a kangaroo. More than two dozen bodies lay next to the black Lincoln RV. These people are some of the gangsters in this chaotic neighborhood, how can they not be tempted to see such an expensive vehicle? As everyone knows, the driver in the car is actually an intermediate werewolf, and he hasn't waited for this group of people to draw their guns. The major artery in the neck has been torn apart by the claws of the werewolf, and the blood gushing out of the major artery makes people have no time to let out a single cry, and they cover the wound on their neck with both hands, trying to block the gushing blood, but it is all in vain.

Hamm smelled a strong smell of blood in his nose and walked into the car with a frown. Said to the strong mid-level werewolf driver, "Go to the next target!" ”

"Obeth Mr. Hamm!" The driver replied respectfully, although Hamm, a physically weak dream demon, was not vulnerable to these werewolves at all. But now that Hamm is being treated as a guest of honor by Bossa, these werewolves can only be respectful to Hamm.

Although the third dream realm made Ham feel a little tired, he watched these powerful werewolves treat him respectfully. Hamm smiled with satisfaction. I enjoy the feeling of being respected. The ugliness of his appearance makes Hamm feel inferior in front of women, and the weak body of the Dream Demon makes Hamm subservient to other dark creatures, but Posesa, a guy who knows people's hearts well, gives Hamm a taste of respect. looked at the powerful werewolf, bowing his eyebrows in front of his eyes. Hamm was proud. Since all this in front of him was given by Portesha, Hamm is a dream demon who has not been deeply involved in the world. The gratitude to Posessa grew stronger.

John. Konstantin had made full preparations before coming, and now that he knew that Hamm, the dream demon, was surrounded by three werewolf guards, John. Konstantin was naturally coated with an anti-odor potion. Put down the military night vision binoculars in your hand. Watch the black Lincoln slowly leave. In this neighborhood known as the least safe in Los Angeles, what is the death of a few people? The whole process of the werewolf waiting in the car just now was handled by John. Konstantin looked in the eyes. The thugs and thugs who were carried away by greed were dead, but John. Konstantin did not have the slightest mercy.

That black Lincoln was already gone. John. Konstantin pulled out the cigarette from his pocket, and with a 'ding' sound, a bean-sized flame erupted from the copper ZIPPO. He took a deep breath of the cigarette in his mouth against the flames swaying in the night breeze, and exhaled a soothing puff of smoke rings. "What are you looking for, Portesa?" John. Konstantin said secretly. With half a cigarette in his mouth, he walked downstairs, through the corpses that had fallen to the ground, and into the black woman's room.

The frowning brow and the expression of self-reproach and regret on her face put the sleeping black woman in the condemnation of conscience. Reach out and open the other's eyelids. Seeing the dull pupils, they were still under the influence of 'Lost Butterfly Fragrance'. The brain is still hallucinating. See this dull pupil. John. Konstantin became more and more puzzled, "How can this be?" It shouldn't be! "John. Konstantin said secretly. After discovering that Bosesa had found Hamm from nowhere, John Brown. Konstantin looked up a lot of information about the Dream Demon. According to the book, the dream demon will suck the essence of the woman in the dream, and the whites of the victim's eyes will be bloodshot, because the continuous spring dreams will cause the victim's body, mind, and fatigue at the same time. In addition, the dream demon sucked the other party's essence. A large amount of blood will appear in the whites of the victim's eyes. However, the whites of the black woman's eyes were not only bloodshot, but also their pupils were glazed.

If in the eyes of the anti-narcotics police, such a look is definitely a state of overdose, but in the eyes of John. Konstantin in the eyes. The black woman must have taken some kind of hallucinatory drug. After thinking about it, he took out a test tube from his arms, unscrewed the cap, and broke open the woman's chin. Pour the holy water from the test tube into the person's mouth. Although I don't know what kind of potion the dream demon gave to this woman, the holy water, the nemesis of all dark creatures, can at least neutralize some of the potions in the body.

After all this, John. Konstantin tightened his trench coat and headed towards Chas. Walk to the Kramer parking lot. Two blocks away, Chas, who had been waiting for a long time. Kramer saw John. Konstantin walked over and hurriedly opened the door and came out. "John! Those guys are gone, do you see? Didn't you just act? Why did you just let those people go?" Chase. Kramer asked anxiously.

Bounce off the cigarette butt in your hand, John. Konstantin opened the door and sat in the car. See John. Konstantin ignored himself, Chas. Kramer grumbled, "Hey! We're partners, okay? Anyway, I'm here to support you! You have to tell us about what just happened, right? ”

John. Konstantin rubbed his aching head, which was blown by the night wind. Glancing at chattering Chas. Kramer glanced at him, "First, you came with your own dead face, I don't need you to wait for me!" Second, we're not partners! Remember? Without further ado, send me to the 'Minai Bar'! ”

"Damn! Hard-mouthed fellow, the day I become a bounty hunter, you'll always beg me for help! "Chas. Kramer muttered. Step on the gas pedal and head towards the 'Minai Bar'.

In the outfield of the 'Minai Bar', the roaring music still sounds, and the seductive banshees with graceful bodies shuttle among all kinds of dark creatures. The werewolf gulped a strong vodka. The vampire hugged the kidnapped pig, greedily sucking the blood. The seductive banshee with the tray walked past the bounty hunters, deliberately exposing her white breasts to tease the familiar bounty hunters. Although these bounty hunters who hovered on the verge of life and death all day long also lived a rotten life, but in the face of the seductive banshee's teasing, these bounty hunters all smiled. Everyone knows that having a good time with a seductive banshee is a job that risks their lives, and even if the guy with the sperm in his brain is not willing to be sucked up by the other party at the moment when the seed is squirted.

A two-hour drive to Chas. Kramer drove the taxi to a slow stop in front of the 'Minai Bar'. Still unrelenting Chas. Kramer followed John with a blank eye. Behind Konstantin. John. Konstantin took a cigarette in his mouth and glanced back at Chas. Kramer's pleading eyes. "Don't pretend to be pathetic! If you guess right, I won't stop you if you want to get in! "With that, John. Without looking back, Konstantin walked towards the semi-underground door of the 'Minay Bar'.

Chase. Kramer followed, muttering to himself, "What the hell is this time?" Depend on! Only one chance! Three mice? Or a horse with an apron? ”

The werewolf guarding the door meets John. Konstantin came over, though he knew that the bounty hunter was a regular visitor and had a good relationship with both bosses. But I still pulled one out of the pile of cards next to me. In John. Konstantin gestured in front of him.

"Upside-down camel!" John. Konstantin said, looking at the black card.

The werewolf guarding the door picked up the guardrail blocking the door with an expressionless face and let the other party in. Thief-headed Thief Chase of the Brain. When Kramer walked over, the expressionless werewolf showed a rare smile and said, "Do you still want to go in?" This time I'll make it simpler! Laughing, he drew a random card from the pile.

Hearing the werewolf's words, Chas. Kramer was excited. Rubbing his hands, he nervously shouted, "You said it! The easiest! Don't lie to me! What is it exactly? Any hints? ”

The werewolf holding the card smiled helplessly, "You talk a lot of nonsense!" Guess it or not? ”

"Don't rush! Let me think about it, no! How can a normal person guess the pattern on the back of a card? One percent chance! Let me think about it, can't you? "Said Chas. Kramer pulled a small notebook out of his pocket. When I opened it, it was actually Chas in the book. Kramer, the guy, usually secretly recorded the chances of these more than 100 cards appearing.

The werewolf guarding the door looked at the interesting guy in front of him, and a smile appeared on his fierce face, and he quipped, "Of course normal people can't guess!" Is it normal for one of the people to be able to come in? ”

"Three cats, a pig with glasses, a green horse! These three are the most likely to occur. Since it's the easiest! Which one is it? Never mind! Dead to death, green horse!! "Chas. Kramer closed his notebook and shouted.

The smile on the werewolf's face was even stronger, and he flipped the card. Eyes full of anticipation. Kramer felt the urge to vomit blood. "You're kidding me! Isn't that what John just guessed? Handstand camels! How can you do that? ”

"Just John. Konstantin has told you the answer! You can't even guess! You know the rules! The werewolf laughed.

Chase. Kramer pursed his lips and turned to leave, not wanting to be thrown out by the other party. "I didn't know it was that bastard who came up with the attention! Actually play such a childish game! "Chas. Kramer muttered.

How a werewolf with a keen hearing can't hear Chas. Kramer's words, deliberately said, "Actually, this game was conceived by Miss Nissa!" ”

Chase. Kramer shrunk his neck and ran. (To be continued......)

PS: Second watch! Go for supper