Dean looked at the sloppy Adam, "You don't hate William?" ”

"The more he cares about research, the more I hate him." Adam's eyes were cold and without a trace of warmth, but they softened in an instant, and his tone was helpless, "But what the old man said is also my father, and he shouldn't have disappeared without explanation." ”

Dean nodded, "Is there a picture of William?" ”

"Wait a minute," Adam said, taking off his Nike sneakers that were torn to reveal his big toe in the mud, taking off the insole, and pulling out a yellow, wrinkled, foul-smelling photo, "Here, this is my only collection, don't lose it." ”

Dean wrapped the five fingers of his right hand with telekinesis, took the photo and looked at it, "Let's talk about your father's life, starting from the day he was born." ”

Adam looked puzzled, "What do you want to do?" Divination for him? ”

"Help you find someone, don't talk nonsense."

"Well... He was born in 1923... When I was a child, I heard about the Leviathan and the Baph from my grandparents, and I fell into it, fascinated by these legendary monsters... He earned a Ph.D. in history from The Ohio State University, where he studied related topics... Married to my mother for 60 years ... My mother died of illness not long after giving birth to me, and he became reticent and devoted himself to his studies, leaving me to a nanny. ”

Dean listened to the description, closed his eyes, and activated the Black Domain.

But five minutes later, when the progress of the event had jumped to 10 percent, he opened his eyes in surprise.

Blackfield failed to capture William White's location, not even the silhouette of a humanoid.

"Could it be that William is dead?"

"Or did you go somewhere more secluded than Midian?"

……

There were too few clues, Dean couldn't figure it out for a while, handed the photo back to Adam, who was looking at him like a curious baby, pulled the tent cloth, and strode into the snow, "Let's go, go to the hotel and change clothes." ”

"Can't change, go left, be quiet!" Adam nervously followed Dean and looked warily at the white world outside, as if looking for someone, "There are a group of people staring at me, and I can only survive if I pretend to be miserable enough." ”

Dean asked lightly, "Who would have trouble getting along with you as a homeless man?" ”

"Hell's Angels in Franklin," Adam shook his shoulders, leaving a line of footprints in the snow by the riverbank, "and every shop in this area is going to pay them protection money." In addition, they also sell a large number of illegal drugs and weeds to college students and night clubs in urban areas. ”

Home to The Ohio State University, Britneyau University, and Franklin University, Columbus is a veritable college town filled with young, thrill-seeking students.

Dean paused and turned to look at him, "I remember your neighbors mentioned that you're in the gang too?" ”

"I'm not like them." Adam looked up at the moon in the sky and shook his head as if insulted, "Although I am not a good person, under the old man's words all day long, I barely have a bottom, and I will never touch drugs, and I usually take a few guys to ride motorcycles, jump disco, and drink in the night club." ”

The Hell Angels not only sell prohibited items to the students, but also set traps for those who are superior in appearance but have no background. When they become addicted and have no money to buy goods, they will become a cash cow for gangs, picking up customers, dropping out of school, and getting sick. They live up to their name, a bunch of monsters out of hell! ”

Dean asked, "Why can't the Hell's Angels get along with you?" ”

Adam hesitated, a glimmer of pain flashing in his eyes,

"There are people behind them who want to get more clues from me about William's research, but I don't have anything."

Adam covered his ass with fire in his eyes, gritted his teeth and said,

"They didn't believe me, so they tortured me in every way, not only broke my arm, sent someone to protect my girlfriend, drove her away, and insulted me."

"Sorry to hear this tragedy. But we can follow this line and talk to their boss. Dean thoughtfully, "He's sure he knows something about your father's disappearance." ”

"Talk to them? You want to be pointed at the head with dozens of guns? Adam shook his head desperately, then turned to the other side of the embankment, where two dark shadows slowly walked under the snow-white oak trees.

Black down jacket, cotton gloves, beanie, a sturdy body, tattoos of skeletons and angels on the neck, and eyes full of anger, as if they would pull out a knife and launch a terrorist attack at any moment.

"Generous Crab!" Adam unconsciously took a step back, "The hell angels are coming, don't look there!" Run, don't know me! ”

"Run for what?"

Dean grabbed his arm and magically shoved a seventy-centimeter knife into his hand, the blade of which was curved inward and curved upwards at the front.

However, it does not have a metallic luster like a regular recurve knife, but a bone luster.

"Where did you get this thing?" Startled, Adam shook his knife-wielding right hand like a hot potato, stepped back in horror, and was kicked back by Dean in the ass.

"If you hadn't lied, the hell angels gang gamers and forced good people to become prostitutes, and you should have gone to hell a long time ago." Dean stared into his eyes and said in a subtle tone, "Now give you a chance, kill them, and avenge your broken arm, your insulted girlfriend, the torture and insults she has suffered during this time, and her missing father." ”

"No kidding! How can I fight in this state? Do you want me to kill myself? Adam looked at his arch-like deformed and healed left hand, and his body, which looked like a thin bamboo pole shivering in the cold wind, like a skeletal shelf draped in black rags.

But it was too late to regret it, the two big men were already less than ten meters away from him, the moonlight showed a hint of banter on the rugged big face, and the tattoo on the side of the neck looked even more hideous.

"Adam, we knew you were playing dead all day lying in the tent, and now you didn't leave the tent alive and want to escape? Still pointing a knife at us? The courage has grown. ”

The two big men looked at each other and rubbed their sandbag-sized fists, "Give you a chance, call your girlfriend back and let the brothers have a good time... Hand over the things honestly, and be gentle when we start. ”

The voice landed.

Two men lunged at Adam left and right, one reaching for the knife in his right hand, the other with both hands noosing around his neck.

Adam was stunned by the dark shadow and the strong wind, and he closed his eyes and waved his right arm wildly, and the blade of the knife drew a halfcircle of one hundred and eighty degrees obliquely.

His slender arms and thighs rotated at the same time, and his whole body was like a spinning windmill.

Poof-

A warm, fishy liquid sprayed Adam's face.

In the midst of the blood rising from the sky, the two men who launched the attack threw themselves to the ground, one left and one right, and a slender line of blood split in their chests and necks.

The blood line suddenly cracked, out of control, and the two heads and bodies moved, like a knife cutting through tofu smoothly, and the hot blood spring dripped onto the white snow, rendering poignant roses.

The two men who had been threatening him a second ago were two corpses in the blink of an eye, their eyes kept open, their mouths opening and closing like thirsty fish, but they couldn't make a sound, their consciousness didn't seem to accept the fact of physical death.

Adam's first reaction was not to be afraid, a sickly flush welled up on his pale and withered cheeks, and he stretched out his tongue in horror and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then, the whole person seemed to have tasted delicious food, and narrowed his eyes in intoxication.

But after less than a second of intoxication, Adam shuddered and looked around in fear,

"I killed someone?"

Although he has been on the streets for several years, he has never had a life on his hands.

"How could I be so powerful? There is something wrong with this knife! ”

His swarthy face with a stubbled beard changed in the clouds, and he shook his hand like an electric shock and wanted to throw away the long knife with white jade texture in his hand, but the knife seemed to grow into the flesh of his palm, and he couldn't throw it away.

Moreover, the blade was full of the blood of two people, but it was strangely not stained with blood, and it circulated with a touching white jade luster.

He looked at Dean in horror and took a few steps back,

"Who the hell are you and what have you done to me!"

Dean's bright eyes stared at him, forming snake-like vertical pupils, "Don't be nervous, I won't hurt you." Continue to the base of the Hell Angels, ask William's whereabouts, and whoever stands in the way will hack him. ”

"No kidding, I'm not going," Adam shook his head with a heavy gasp, his neck trembling like a cramp, "you don't see the dead here?" I'm going to... To dispose of the corpse. ”

"I'll take care of it. There is only one chance, and if you can't grasp it, then we will part ways and the previous agreement will be null and void. Dean calmly asked, "Have you forgotten their insults and hurts to you?" They ruined your girlfriend's crimes? ”

These few short words were like a flame igniting firewood in his chest, and Adam's cheeks were red as blood, and his bulging eyes were bloodshot, and he still shook his head in pain,

"No, I can't beat them, I'll die!"

"As long as you do what I say, hold the knife in your hand and come to the door, and kill them like pigs and dogs."

Kill them like pigs and dogs?

This sentence seemed to contain irresistible magic, which made Adam shake his body, and the next second he turned around and walked towards the north of Franklin.

Dean beckoned, and the corpse flew into the air along with the blood on the ground, igniting a raging flame, which was burned to ashes in the blink of an eye, and scattered into the night.

And two confused translucent souls were sucked into the board.

Now, whether it's fighting, shooting, or shadowing, you can't get a little proficiency from killing ordinary people.

Dean didn't need to do it himself.

……

It was already ten o'clock in the evening, the sky was snowing heavily, and the cold wind was blowing like a steel knife on the roadside walls and trees, and there were hardly any pedestrians on the street.

Dean followed Adam over several wooden arch buildings across the road, and walked to the vicinity of a small three-story building in the middle of nowhere, muttering to the shallows on his shoulder, "This Adam is a little wrong, his emotions are several times stronger than ordinary people, and he can greatly improve his skill progress after sucking." ”

"Well, his body is a little different."

Dean took out a star arrow from the space and flattened it towards the sky, attracting the starlight.

At the same time, he activated his telekinesis to create a cube cover with a length and width of more than ten meters, covering the three-story building not far away, isolating the sound from inside and outside.

Adam staggered over, his thin body as if he would fall down when a gust of wind blew, and his bulging eyes were bloodshot like sandworms.

Breathe deeply.

The right hand holding the recurve knife was hidden under the tattered black cloth on his body, and he trembled for a while.

And the left hand knocked on the door.

Bang bang!

Bang bang!

A rough knock on the door echoed in the night, but in two seconds, a strong man with an unkind look opened the door, looking at Adam, who had a tense face and was skinny, and a disdainful smile broke out on the corner of his mouth.

"Adam, what is the madness? How dare you take the initiative to send it to the door? ”

Adam roared at the man, spitting all the stars in the other's face, "What about Lufas Ethel?" I want to see him. ”

"How dare you call the boss by his first name?" The man wiped the saliva from his face and reached out to press the M1911 on his waist, "He's the one you bastard you can see?" ”

"This knife is Lina!" Adam's right hand moved, and the lightning flint took out the recurve knife from the tattered black cloth, and slashed at the man, who subconsciously blocked with his right hand, but the flesh and blood were as weak as paper paste under this divine weapon.

The blade easily slice through his arm and further through his shoulder, cutting a diagonal line along his left waist and splitting him in two.

Half of the body slides down the neat incision onto the stall.

Tick tock.

Blood slid down the tip of the knife.

Staining Adam's emaciated face red, he rushed through the door with pools of blood and a faint wail.

A few people watching TV on the sofa on the first floor instantly exploded,

"Oh God, the homeless man has come to the door to provoke!"

"He killed Crane!"

"Revenge!"

Several sturdy men pulled out their pistols from their waists, aimed them at Adam, who rushed towards him like a tree branch, and pulled the trigger backwards, backwards, lefts, and right.

But the trigger was strangely welded shut, and it couldn't be pulled down, and the nearest bald man dropped his pistol and pulled out the switchblade at his waist, and it was too late.

Adam rushed in front of him, his right hand aimed at his neck.

Brushing –

The round-eyed head flew five meters and landed at the feet of another man standing by the stairs.

A headless corpse collapsed limply on a stall.

Adam was bathed in blood, and the tidal wave of pleasure welled up in his chest, suppressing the cry of his former girlfriend being ruined by a group of people, and the shame of being pressed to the ground head-on.

He grinned like a skull out of the flames of hell.

These gangsters have also experienced all kinds of battles, large and small, their minds are unusually calm, and their reactions are fast, and the second yellow-haired man came back to his senses in an instant, picked up the baseball bat on the side of the sofa and knocked Adam on the head head,

At the third staircase, the man threw a flying kick at Adam's back.

But these attacks, which are enough to make ordinary people lose their combat effectiveness, seem to have fallen into a quagmire and have no effect at all.

Adam only shuddered, clenched the recurve knife, and slashed from top to bottom, slashing the baseball bat, drawing a line of blood down the center of Yellow Hair's forehead.

Tear pull –

The yellow fur split in half from the middle, like a pig cut open by a butcher, and its entrails fell to the ground with a clatter.

Adam turned behind him with a hideous face, his eyes like red lightning.

What the heck?

The man who sneaked up behind him was stunned, and split the person in half with a knife, what kind of human is this?

The unknown is scary!

The sneak attacker ran to the stairs with his legs, shouting upstairs as he ran,

"Help! Help me, there are monsters! ”

Poof!

Then he collapsed on the stairs, blood oozing from his throat, and his eyes widened.

Covered in blood, Adam pulled out the knife from his vest, his eyes flashed with a strange red light, his nose was panting, and his whole person was like a mad beast that had lost his mind.

"This knife is still for Lina."

He stuck out his tongue, licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and strode up the stairs.

More than a dozen men armed with submachine guns, butterfly knives, and baseball bats surrounded him.

But without exception, all the guns were cursed and could not be detained.

And Adam's thin body, which was less than a hundred pounds, burst out with terrifying energy.

All the weapons couldn't stop him from breaking into scrap metal with a single sword.

The flesh could only moan and decompose under the sharp and uncast blade, turning into a steaming rain of blood.

He was like a ruthless butcher, and the dozen or so gangsters were the livestock under his butcher's knife, one by one being split in half.

Screaming, wailing... The sound of the collision of the hurried flight echoed endlessly.

Frightened, some people ran to the staircase while Adam was chasing and killing his companions, trying to escape outside the house.

But there was an eerily invisible barrier at the top of the staircase, and the fugitives were slammed back as soon as they hit it.

They were locked up in this killing field.

Poof!

Poof!

The blade parted flesh and there was a slight sound for two minutes straight.

Tables, chairs, and carpets were stained with a thick, viscous layer of blood, and neatly cut corpses were piled up in a messy manner in every corner, and the air was filled with a smoky and hot blood.

The second and third floors are like purgatory on earth.

"Don't come here! Devil! Devil! Lufax Ethel, the last remaining man in a black suit, picked up a submachine gun and struck the glass window of the wall, crackling glass shards flew all over the sky, he drilled out of the window, and was immediately bounced back by an invisible film.

"It's not true, it's a hell of nightmares! It's a dream! Hiss-"

But the stinging pain of the wound on his face, which had been scratched by glass shards, told him that everything was true, and he watched the demonic man roar hysterically,

"Let me go, Adam, and our grievances will be written off!"

"Just spare me, I'll give you money!"

"Half of my land and business! No, seventy percent! ”

"Think about it, you're going to be the King of the Underground in Columbus!"

"No, you hurt Lina and humiliated me!" Adam's blood-red eyes stared at the man, and he stretched out his tongue to lick the blood off his palm, "You must die!" ”

With that, he swung his knife and rushed over.

Luvas let out a desperate wail as he approached the wall.

But the knife did not fall on him.

Another man appeared out of thin air and slapped Adam's forehead with a palm, "Wait a minute, I'll ask something." ”

Adam was covered in a spirit, as if he had awakened from a state of demonic stupe, the blood in his eyes faded, and he looked at the body and blood everywhere, and his whole mouth grew in disbelief.

I—I killed more than two dozen people?

Dean's gaze swept over the strange reddish light of life around him, and the snake-like vertical pupils turned to Lufas again, "Tell us the answer, where is William White?" ”

"What William White!" Luvas hurriedly shook his head, "I don't know that guy!" Are you looking for the wrong person? ”

Dean just glanced at the man, a dim glint in his eyes.

Suddenly, Lufas, who was staring at him, appeared in front of his eyes, and countless innocent people who had died tragically under his hands in the past turned into evil spirits and crawled out of hell, grabbed his feet, and wailed for their lives.

"Death! Debt! ”

"Nope! Stop it! Stop it! ”

Luvas clutched his head in pain, "I said... It was a man named Otis Gaddafi who approached us and gave me a million to find out the whereabouts of the 'séance' and 'Pentagram' from Adam! ”

The name Otis Gaddafi, as well as the "séance" and "pentagram".

Dean found that the progress bar of the incident had reached 20 percent, and asked Adam beside him, "Do you know him?" ”

"I've heard William mention a few times that Otis is a colleague of his at Ohio State University, and his research project seems to have an intersection with 'Leviathan' and 'Papherine'."

"The Séance and the Pentagram?"

"No impression."

"Okay, let's go see Otis tomorrow and ask him face to face."

"Two of you, let me go!" Lufas suddenly spoke, staring at Adam with trepidation, "If I had known that bastard Otis had offended me by a big man like you, I would have dealt with him first." ”

"Are you going to spare his life?" Dean looked at Adam.

Adam fell silent as he watched the Kukri knife in his hand, thinking of his girlfriend's mournful wail, of the humiliation he had suffered.

A thud of anger burned in his chest.

He returned to his previous state of indulging in killing, and an indescribable pleasure rose in his heart.

As if liberating nature, he was born for this.

Hmmm-

The knife flashed.

Lufas was split in half with a single sword.

Blood was splashed in the air like ink, and it was laid at his feet, and the corners of his mouth were grinning like a new life.

Dean looked at the red light of life boiling around him, and pondered for a long time before sending the shallows and shadows in his coat pocket to absorb Adam's emotions to quickly clean up the scene and harvest the goods.

(End of chapter)