Chapter 112 Monster

  The times are progressing, changing, and new things happen every day. It is extremely psychedelic and fascinating.

  Until Lorenzo was back in the streets of the old Dunling, he still didn't know where the broken dome was.

  He went in blindfolded, then came out blindfolded, breathing the cold and humid air, a little more smile on his indifferent face.

At this moment, his identity is completely different. From the external detective of Su Yalan Hall to the external detective of the cleansing agency, in a sense, Lorenzo has really become a traitor of the Demon Hunting Order at this moment. After all, it was disbanded. Previously, the relationship between the two organizations was not very good.

  The dark carriage was parked behind him, the door opened wide, and Joey was sitting in the carriage watching Lorenzo leave.

From the moment Lorenzo left the broken dome, the information about him was stuffed into the transmission capsule, traveled along the complicated pipeline, and finally sealed and archived. So in that moment, Lorenzo Huo Ulmers joined the battle sequence to eliminate organs.

He could hear the babble of the door friction. From that moment on, countless secret doors in the world opened to Lorenzo. Although it may only be temporary, from this moment on, he is no longer single-handed. Behind him stood the cleansing mechanism, the old Dunling, and the huge machine called Inervig, which roared and smashed all obstacles in the path.

   "Mr. Holmes, looking forward to your good news."

  Joy’s voice came from far behind, and Lorenzo turned his head to see only the hand waving from the window of the car, and the carriage that was gradually disappearing into the fog.

  The dim lights lined up in the fog, Lorenzo wrapped his clothes tightly and strode forward.

But the monotonous pace began to mess up, but returned to the same, as if someone was trying to follow Lorenzo's pace, slightly tilted his head, Watson was walking alongside him, Lorenzo was slightly stunned to see her appearance. .

It can change into many shapes, or it doesn’t have a fixed shape. It only takes a specific shape for the low-level mortals like Lorenzo to understand its existence, but Lorenzo unexpectedly It seems to like this look very much, this face that cannot be mentioned by name, every time she appears in Lorenzo’s eyes, she dresses differently, just like a caring female companion adapting to various occasions, although only Lorenzo can see her.

   "This is a very interesting case."

  Watson was wearing a windbreaker similar to Lorenzo at the moment, and he was so indifferent, but like a naughty child, he stepped on the puddle with rain boots.

But she was only an illusion that acted on Lorenzo’s mind. Watson could only be trapped in Lorenzo’s eyes and could not interfere with reality at all. So the rain boots stepped on forcefully, but did not arouse any splashes, and the water was calm. As if walking on the water.

   "Why, do you have any ideas?"

   Lorenzo said with some sarcasm that his understanding of Watson was only limited to a rough idea. People who really knew what she was basically died in the night of Holy Prophet, so he was full of vigilance against it.

   "Of course, do you want to hear it?"

"forget it."

  Lorenzo directly refused. He didn't want to have too much intersection with this devil. At this moment, he was already in the darkness, and sooner or later he would be completely devoured.

   "Really? Lorenzo, I know a lot, you really don't want to..."

   "You better shut up."

   Looking at Watson with cold eyes, it was really a delicate and beautiful face. Lorenzo still remembered the first time he saw her. It was the most beautiful winter in Feilengcui in his impression.

  But now Lorenzo knows very well that she is dead. At this moment, she is just an illusion skin. Under it is the monster that cannot be told.

   "Yeah, are you angry?"

   said that the white hand flicked Lorenzo's face, but Lorenzo was ruthlessly knocked out.

   Watson was stunned, and then said.

   "Those people are not only for you to explore the case, but it is also a deepening of ‘trust’, and he is also watching the power of secret blood."

   "If they don't peep the secret blood, I will feel a ghost."

  Lorenzo answered without emotion.

Greed is human nature. In the words of the "Gospels", it is an inherent evil, but sometimes this evil is also very interesting. It will drive mankind forward. As greed increases, mankind has conquered One peeping thing after another.

This is the normal state of human beings. Just like seeing a piece of gold, you can't help but look at it a few more times. Lorenzo also has the same reason for the removal of organs. If we said that in the conversation just now, Merlin and Arthur did not Mention about the secret blood, this will really make Lorenzo feel uneasy.

   "Oh, I didn't expect you to see it so open."

  Wason said jokingly, it was a beautiful scene, but Lorenzo felt nauseous when he thought of her essence.

   Just as the restless anger was about to be released, some old but menopausal voices sounded.

   "Lorenzo, are you really crazy? How long will you talk to the air?"

  Mrs. Van Lud opened the door and looked at Lorenzo. She will be too old next year, but her belly has been full of menopausal anger. Sometimes Lorenzo even suspects that Madam Van Lud’s menopause will last until her death.

  Watson let out a chuckle, and then it melted into the air like ink. Lorenzo stared at the disappearing spot, hesitated a little with a familiar smile and faced Mrs. Van Lud, and then walked into the room door.

  People’s emotions are incoherent, even himself. He doesn’t want to show that angry look to Mrs. Van Lud.

Walking into the warm house, Lorenzo discovered that the living room had changed a lot. The fire in the fireplace was burning, and many decorations placed in the lockers were also put out and hung in different places. The family's warm appearance, it seems that a holiday is coming.

  Lorenzo looked at these and said helplessly.

   "Mrs. Van Lud, Old Dunling has just entered winter, and there is still a long time before the birthday of God. There is no need to decorate it so early."

  God’s Birthday is a holiday of the Gospel Church. According to the records in the "Gospels", the illusory God appeared in the world today, so mortals recorded all this and took this day as a celebration of God’s birthday.

  Hundreds of years ago, this festival was only a traditional festival of the Holy Gospel Papal kingdom. However, as the dominance of the Gospel Church increased and the faith invaded other countries, this festival also spread to other countries along with believers.

  So it is true that this holiday is held in many countries, and some people are not even believers, but just want to find an excuse to celebrate something. Sometimes Lorenzo thinks that Madame Van Lud is such a person.

She has always been passionate about the birthday of God, and only during this time of the year is Mrs. Van Lud's rare friendliness, and sometimes she will make free breakfast for Lorenzo. Lorenzo at that time I am really flattered. It feels like a doctor happily telling you that he named a new disease after you.

  Lorenzo finished the meal in fear, for fear that just after she wiped her mouth, the old woman put a gun on her forehead and told herself to pack her luggage and get out within five minutes.

   "Do you care about me? Don't you want to live anymore!"

  Mrs. Van Lud squinted at Lorenzo, and Lorenzo could only shut up.

  Looking at the time, it was dawn in a few hours. Lorenzo didn't expect that he would lose a little time in the Broken Dome. He thought it would be dawn when he came out.

   But turning his head to look at Mrs. Van Lud, Lorenzo has these suspicions. Has this old woman not slept until now, or just woke up?

  But this is not important. Lorenzo no longer thinks about that. He climbed up the stairs. He needs to sleep well before hunting monsters. After all, as a senior hunter, preparation before hunting is indispensable.

  On the second floor, Sieg's door was slightly open, but there was no one inside. Lorenzo seemed to know the answer that Mrs. Van Lud was still awake. She should be waiting for Sieg to return.

Sieg was the earliest tenant of 121A. Lorenzo was only later. Listening to the conversation between them, it seems that Sieg has lived here since he was very young. He is more like his than the landlord, Mrs. Van Lud. Stepmother, a stepmother with a knife-mouthed tofu heart.

  Lorenzo did not have much communication with Sieg, because of the demon, Lorenzo is a plague for ordinary people, and it will inevitably encounter some events about the demon if he contacts him for a long time.

  He doesn't want others to suffer misfortune because of himself. Lorenzo was actually a bit lonely and didn't have many friends during his six years in Old Dunling.

Lying on a somewhat cold bed, Lorenzo looked at the seashore and flyers on the ceiling. He couldn't help thinking about these in the dead of night, but he could always convince himself.

  The road to the goal is fragile ice floes, and Lorenzo can only move on if he leaves something, and he does not regret it.

  Closed her eyes deeply, waiting for the arrival of a new day.

  ……

  In this silent night, some people are sleeping and some are wailing.

  The man ran wildly along the narrow alley, his face was hideous, and his whole body was filled with the smell of fear.

  It shouldn’t be, what happened to all this?

While escaping for his life, he asked himself. Hughes, a gang member in Xiacheng District, did a great job. He started his business by smuggling. Although the scale is not large, he has also gained a little fame in the mixed place of Xiacheng District. Obviously this man from Rendona Port was not satisfied with this.

Prior to this, the Xiacheng District encountered an attack on the Suyalan Hall. The gangster was named Green Shark. It is said that the owner of the Green Shark, the mysterious Sabo, died that night. The entire Xiacheng District was very frightened. Old Dunling is really ready to take action on Xiacheng.

  Everyone transferred their wealth one after another in an attempt to recover the upcoming loss, but Hughes did not do so. He has a natural cruel and desperate aura.

At that critical moment, he did not back down but annexed Green Shark’s industry. During the chaos, he further expanded his industry. Obviously he finally made the right bet. Won everything.

  The boy who fumbled on the fishing boat finally became a man with power, but now that **** power can’t save him.

  After all, whether it is sword or power, it is a vocabulary that was born for the concept of man. For the monsters that follow in the darkness, it is obviously nothing.

  The monster's low roar was all over her ears. It didn't seem to be eager to kill itself, just like a hunter playing with its prey.

  Usually, Hughes would not tolerate this, even if he died, he would desperately, but that was only for humans, now he doesn't even have the courage to face the monster.

His guard was strangled and turned into flesh after being unable to hold it for a minute in front of the monster, and he fired several shots at the monster during the period. Although the light was dim, Hughes must have hit it with several shots in the head. , But this can't even hurt the monster.

   Suddenly there was a whistling wind in his ears, and Hugh's mind was blank for an instant, but then he felt an uncontrollable pain, and his heart-piercing wailing began.

  The whole person fell into the messy alley, the blood stained the sewage, and he moved down from the torso. There was a neat incision below the knee, and the severed limb was nowhere to be found.

  It seemed that the desire to survive was at work, and Hughes scratched the ground, crawling hard, and shed a scarlet path behind him.

   But soon the sharp claws penetrated his thighs, nailing him to the ground, and he let out a weak cry, and the fate of death could no longer be changed.

  The monster didn't seem to be eager to kill him, just like a merciless killing. It only hoped that Seuss would endure enough pain before he died.

   "So you feel pain too..."

  The monster made a vague voice, but the voice sounded so familiar to Hugh, and the painful wailing ended. He was stiff and seemed to realize who the owner of the voice was.

  "This...this is impossible..."

  He repeated it over and over, and then his head was lifted up by the big twisted hands. Through the faint light, he saw the scarred and hideous face.

   "How... could it be you?"

  Hughes couldn't believe what he saw, and even said that he didn't dare to look away to peek at the hideous remnants.

   "No, no, this has nothing to do with me, he asked me to do it, you know, although I am the leader of the gang, I also need those nobles to provide asylum!"

  But the monster obviously didn't care about it, his voice was hoarse and full of venomous grievances.

   "This is the price you pay, Hughes."

Speaking of the sharp claws, he gently cut a small piece of flesh and blood. Hughes let out an unbearable wailing sound. The sound was so stern, but in the ears of the monster it was extremely sweet, like a beautiful song. song.

   "Of course you should not be sad. I will kill all the participants. Everyone will have a fair ending."

  The monster said so in the painful killing.

  Tonight is still very long, it still has a long time to make Hughes pain, it is perfect.

  　 updated the group number in the introduction

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)