Chapter 24: Hunter and Hunter

Seth's eyes looked at the blue and white in front of him, shaking slowly forward, the plastic dinner plate in his hand was put in front of him, and the companion behind him leaned over his head to see what lunch would be. Bayi ●? Chinese ▲ Wen ■ net. ww.81zw.com?
The cafeteria of the prison was unexpectedly noisy, because besides serving lunch, it seemed to be a place to sleep.
The gray-green mattress was placed between the dining tables, and people with tattoos shouted, "Take your dirty feet out of my bed!"
"roll!"
"You fucking-damn- say it again!"
Before the violence was born, the sound of a black baton knocking on the dining table sounded, "Prisoner! Get down!"
It's a good thing to have a mattress on the ground. The cheeks are no longer cold and cold, but sour and damp gray-green cloth.
"Hey!" The companion next to Seth shook his hands on the back of his head and whispered to Seth sideways. "Seth! Don't worry, 'General' will get us out!"
Seth's face rubbed on the ‘bed’ who did n’t know who it was, and he nodded. A thankful smile to his companion, then turned his head and continued to stare at the black leather boots in front. ‘How did I come here? This question has always been in his mind and cannot be dispelled.
The murky voice sounded again. Someone frowned at the lunch spilled in the action room, fell back directly, and did not know whose bed was sleeping, watching the ceiling empty. I wonder if this will cause new disputes ...
Seth stared at the mash and two slices of bread in his plate and shook his head. Fortunately, he didn't really need food, if that counted as food.
"Go away! There is someone here!"
Seth and his companions continue to look for places to sit, not because they are bullying, but not. They firmly believe that the ‘general’ will get them out, so there is no need to communicate with these real prisoners, will they?
There are three of them in total. To deal with a guy who has no resistance in Wells, two of the standard configuration are enough. Eight ■ One? Chinese ●? Www.81zw.com ■ But Seth is a newcomer. So no matter what he does, the ‘general’ will let him follow, and he ’s unlucky.
The cafeteria was about to come to an end, and the three of them walked to empty seats. "I don't want to sit there." Someone passed by, reminding in a low voice.
No matter where it is, there will always be such a guy who is willing to talk to ‘fresh blood’. Even if they do not want to admit that they are all people trapped here, there are always people who are willing to uphold the principle of human nature. Take the first step in the relationship between people.
The three looked at the middle-aged guy. He was as thin and sallow as most people here. "Why?" "They are the guys in the 'black house." Sit here. "
Seth didn't think there was any difference. They were sitting in the aisle only from those "black room" guys, but their companions had already sat down and could only follow the crowd.
The tables where the middle-aged people are crowded are crowded, and several people smile and look at the three newcomers. "What did you do?"
"Just beating a man." Seth's companion frowned, staring at the food in the plate, not knowing how to start.
"Unlucky guy." The middle-aged man pouted, "I heard that 'General' is always very careful, you have enough luck."
"Who are you?" Seth's companion was unhappy, staring at the middle-aged guy.
"Me? No one is a guy who is not careful enough." The middle-aged man seemed to be interested and leaned in front of the three people. "I have always appreciated the" General ", so. You guys, you are ready to experience life Is there still work here? "
This question is too difficult for the three of them to know how to answer.
The middle-aged man shrugged at his cellmate. Don't ask anymore.
Opposite the table, a few people sat down, and the middle-aged people came to interest again, whispering, "Hey, have you seen those people? You may know. They are your" general "competitors! They are here to work Yes! Yesterday ... "
"Shut up!" The person across the table glanced over here. Eight to one ?? Chinese network. ww.8１zw.com ▼
The middle-aged man pursed his lips and said nothing more.
Seth frowned and looked at his companion, both of whom frowned, and did not know what eyes to exchange with those on the opposite table. Seth closed his eyes slowly, or the question, ‘how did I get here? ’
But Seth could be empty again, someone's eyes forced him to pay attention.
At the end of the cafeteria, it is said to be a ‘black house’. Seth does n’t know what the ‘black house’ is, but it seems to be a place where people who ca n’t mess with it live. In short, someone on the table looked at him with a frown, nibbling on a crusty bread. I don't know if the bread is too hard, or the other party is thinking, there is an expression of excessive force on the face.
Seth frowned, and the other party stood up and walked over to this side.
"You, come with me." The hunter, who would be watched by death in the fall, stared at Seth and opened his mouth.
Quiet on the dining table, everyone looked at Seth curiously, this non-speaking guy actually knew the death row criminal?
"Who are you?" Seth's companion sideways, with a threatening expression on his face, everyone is responsible for taking care of the newcomers.
"It's okay." Seth frowned and pressed his companion, protected by two human beings. He didn't know whether to be happy or helpless, "I don't know you what you want."
"But I know you." The only living partner of Ravenci stared at Seth. "From west to east! I heard a lot about you." There was a hint of sarcasm on his face, "Now you seem to find the most Right place for you, dark eyes. "
The black pupil spreads and shrinks in an instant, of course, no one will show up. Seth stood up and looked sideways, "Lead the way."
"Name." There is no so-called private space in the prison. The two left the cafeteria and walked into the toilet under the tilted eyes of the prison guard. The only place where you can speak without being disturbed.
Seth didn't move. He looked at the muscle who had lost his elasticity, but still the sturdy guy pushed open all the compartment doors, confirming that there was no talent to ask.
"Robert." The hunter sniffed his nose. It was really not his favorite place. The air was permeated with a strong odor, and the corners were filled with wooden barrels full of lids and no lids. The sewer pipe burst, do you think those toilets still work? It ’s already thankful that there was no ‘explosion’.
"Robert, you are a hunter." Seth frowned and looked at the human in front of him. He was not sure why this guy called him.
"Yes." Robert covered his nose. "It will soon be a dead hunter. I will be executed when I'm in autumn." Said he was really calm at this time.
"Sorry." Seth didn't know what to say.
"No." Robert waved his hand, and then his arm came back under his nose. "I just came to ask you something."
Seth did not speak. He is completely confused now.
"I guess the city of Barton, here is also occupied by demons." Robert looked at Seth, with a sneer on his face. "You finally grew a little and no longer run around. You know how to stay in a place and wait for prey."
Hunter and demon hunter, no, hunter and demon hunter are already demon, it would be naive to think that these two people can get along peacefully. In fact, it is very difficult for the two of them not to do it now.
Seth remained silent. He wanted to know what the guy was going to say.
"So I'm begging you now." Robert stared at Seth's eyes with a serious expression. "If, I died in hell. When I come up again, you won't stop me!"
The black ink spread in Seth's eyes.
Let's get things straight.
Although Robert uses ‘if’, think about it, this hunter who knows the existence of aliens, the guy who wants to return to this world again, and how will he choose when the gate of is known to open?
"You want to be a demon." Seth stared at the hunter in front of him, "Why?"
"Why?" The corner of Robert's mouth curled beneath his nose, and with his narrowed eyes, it was a smile divided into two!
"Do you want to know why?" Robert smiled and walked towards Seth, with the "black eyes" in his mouth. "How long have you been in Barton City? I think you will be familiar with the name" Grand "." Robert's eyes had strange brilliance. "Vampires, werewolves, mourning banshees ... what a warm family it is to live together!"
Seth's eyes twitched slightly, something obvious. "You want revenge."
"Yes!" Robert's eyes froze, "I want to avenge! They slaughtered my brothers! I want to give them back! Do you think it's incredible? I'm a hunter! We were driven by hatred!"
"You are betraying your soul." Seth's eyes also froze. For hunters, the only advantage may be their absolute aversion to non-human aliens, so that they will not fall into those themselves. This is a demon hunter, eh. You can think of Seth's jealous quality.
"It's okay!" Robert stared at Seth. "Do you know what a 'black house' is?" The coldness in his eyes was heavier. "It's black, small and has no exit! That's a very good place!" Robert A finger was pointed at his head, "It allows you to think quietly! Do you know what I think?"
Seth did not move.
"I thought of it! What a hunter group of hunters!" Robert replied himself. "We are humans! We are too weak! Even with those weapons and equipment! Guess what ?! I'm here!" It ’s not because I ca n’t kill a vampire! It ’s because of the law! I! I was thrown here by my fellow citizens to wait for death! "
The ink black in Seth's eyes seemed to be breathing, and the slightly squeezed eyelids drooped the corners of the eyes, which was a sad expression.
"Why not ?! Let's be as powerful as those monsters, and free revenge is not better!" Robert looked at Seth with a smile, raised his hand on his side, a sharpened toothbrush The handle touched Seth's throat. "What are you going to do! Promise my request, we may still be able to cooperate. Or avoid trouble now and let me send you back to hell!"
"Xx, xx, Seth, reception room, now!" The voice of the broadcast passed into this strange toilet.
The two prison guards entered the toilet and dragged their eyes back to the normal demon hunter. (To be continued.)