Chapter 66 Demon Hunter
"In this case, we need to pay more."
Thomas looked worried as he touched the deep scratches on the surrounding concrete walls.
"Thomas, greed is one of the seven deadly sins."
The speaker was a priest in black robes, with a gold cross hanging on his chest and a giant silver cross almost as tall as a person on his back. Just looking at it made people feel heavy.
When he said this, Thomas responded very unconvincingly: "Horner, will your grandpa always only punish and not reward? As a demon hunter, I have destroyed so many demons that blasphemed His reputation. , but what did I get? Nothing! He even took away my three sons!"
The priest gave him a disdainful look and said, "Thomas, my grandpa's will is not something that fools like us can understand."
"Priest, this is the most honest and pertinent sentence you have ever said. You people are indeed not very smart."
The gray-robed mage who had been standing in the corner took a deep breath, seeming to be very satisfied with the aura of death that filled the place.
Thomas revealed the two sharp knives hidden in his sleeves, "Todd, shut up!"
The priest also said unceremoniously: "If it were in Europe, a necromancer like you who has done many evil things would have been arrested by the Inquisition long ago."
Obviously, the black-clothed priest hates the gray-robed mage who is a heretic even more.
Seeing them arguing with each other, the detective leading the team was obviously very embarrassed.
But he could only say with a smile: "Three of you, all three of them are well-known senior demon hunters. The higher-ups paid a lot of money to hire three of them to take action. It was also to deal with the zombie king and eliminate harm for the people. Why don't we deal with it first?" Then what else will the Zombie King discuss?"
The police detective, who was so majestic in front of others, was nothing in front of these three people, and he had to be careful even when he spoke.
Others don't know their information and only think that they are powerful demon hunters based on their appearance and resume, but the detective has seen their files.
These three people are certainly good at hunting monsters, but when they are not hunting monsters, they are often hunters.
Everyone has so many murders on their hands that the detective dare not even look at them.
After he said this, the three of them could only give the detective some face and stop talking. After all, behind him was a senior patrol officer who spent a lot of money.
The atmosphere calmed down, and the detective looked at the gray-robed mage and asked cautiously: "Master, in your opinion, the zombie king is hiding in this abandoned warehouse?"
"It's not an opinion, it's an inspiration." The gray-robed mage glanced at him, "As a necromancer, I can hear the wails and calls of the dead souls from a long distance away, which inevitably makes me feel unbearable."
"I didn't hear any wailing, and I'm not a nice person like you, who takes special care of children, especially those who are just born. I just think this place stinks, very stinky."
Thomas said, lowered his head and spat.
The priest frowned and paused. He hugged the detective affectionately and wiped his feet quietly on the other's trouser legs.
"Detective, thank you for assisting us in our work. Grandpa will bless you. At this moment, please go outside and go farther away. We will leave the rest to us."
When the detective heard that the Zombie King was here, he had been wishing he had two more legs and ran away. Now when he heard that the priest asked him to leave, he turned around and started to leave.
But the gray-robed mage stopped him.
"What's the matter, Master?" The detective forced a smile.
"Nothing, I have a small favor, please help me." The gray-robed mage took out his pocket watch from his pocket, looked at it, and said to him: "Please help us prepare breakfast, ah, no, lunch, I'm already a little hungry now ”
Thomas also echoed: "Prepare a bottle of champagne and keep it cold in an ice bucket. We will be done with it in less than half an hour."
The detective said hello and rushed out. Judging from the way he was running, he probably wouldn't stop until he ran a few kilometers.
Seeing him walking away, Thomas looked at the two of them and said, "Let's start now. The sun is strong right now. According to the book, this is when the zombie aura is at its weakest."
The gray-robed mage said lazily: "Even I feel a little tired of this daylight. Dark creatures like zombies must be more unaccustomed to me than I am."
The priest in black was a little disdainful, "Is this a statement from a Taoist priest?"
"Probably." Thomas spread his hands, "You know, humans are naturally afraid of the night. Maybe those Taoist priests just think that they are less afraid during the day."
"My grandpa's magical powers can be used day or night. Those Taoist priests are afraid of this and that. They are weak and weak. No wonder they can't survive in the local area."
"Let us teach those Taoist priests what it means to catch zombies, right?"
The gray-robed mage sneered coldly, "When I get this reward, I don't plan to play in Hong Kong Island anymore. It's too hot here. I think a place farther north can attract me."
Thomas said disdainfully: "I'm afraid what really attracts you is not the weather, but the strong smell of death in the north. I heard that there is a war going on over there. The White Lotus Sect and the army are fighting inextricably. There are dead people and plague everywhere. .”
"Maybe……"
Having seen through his intentions, the gray-robed mage didn't feel embarrassed, and just asked Thomas: "What about you, the cowboy from Jinshan, how do you plan to spend the bonus?"
"I?"
Thomas touched the stubble on his chin, "I plan to go home after finishing this order. I'm a little tired after wandering outside for too long. Our family has a large farm on the edge of the Great Lakes. I'll go back Get a wife and live my life with peace of mind.”
The priest rarely sneered at the two of them, probably because he was about to get the bonus, which made him feel happy.
"May I bless you. It is a good thing to have certain plans for your money. Speaking of which, I participated in this operation mainly to raise money to build a church. If everything goes well, you will be able to see that church in Central next year. ”
"It's not bad. It's better to recite scriptures in the church and educate little boys and ladies when there is nothing to do than to be a priest who fights and kills outside. You are getting older, so it is better to do some fine work with needlework. "
Not hearing the sarcasm in Thomas' tone, the priest just nodded and thanked him for his concern.
The gray-robed mage rolled his neck and said, "Okay, the greetings are over. After the zombie queen is dealt with, it's up to you whether you want to name the child a godfather or have sinners baptized. Don't delay my lunch now."
As he said this, his gray robe suddenly swelled up, and bursts of gray smoke poured out from his collar and cuffs.
At the same time, the shrill screams of ghosts seemed to come from his abdomen, throat, and eyes.
Thomas and the priest saw this and took a few steps back in tacit agreement.
"The zombie king will be in trouble."
There is still one chapter left today. I beg you all to read through it and just turn to the latest page. 10,000+ words are not recommended. I am so embarrassed.
(End of this chapter)