Chapter 8: hunter

After midnight, the sound of friction between the metal and the ground sounded, and the manhole cover of the sewer was pushed away!
James's hand was already on his side holster. He leaned back and slid against the back of the chair. While hiding his figure, he patted the sleepy Korsen, indicating that it was not far from the sewer The figure protruding from!
Coulson lowered his body alertly, staring at the man who suddenly got out of the ground. Eight ▲ one ★ middle? ■ Wenwen. ww.8.11zw.com? The whole body was wrapped in a worn windbreaker. With this appearance, Coulson's hand was also pressed on the holster.
The people on the street lowered their heads and quickly walked to the alleyway between the buildings. Coulson was excited and they were about to catch a present!
"Stop!" James opened the door without warning, a beam of light was shot from James's fisted left hand, and the gun in his right hand was on his left wrist!
"It's there! Don't move!" James's shoulders were leaning against the door, and his entire body protruded from the car, keeping the shooting posture close to the stopped 'person'!
"Lance! What are you doing!" Detective Coulson suppressed his anger! What is James thinking! Now the other party is just a suspicious guy! Even if he is really a criminal, now they have no evidence to arrest him!
But Curson still cooperated with his partner. He pushed the car door and quickly walked to the other side of James, blocking the other party's route from the sewer. The gun had been pulled out, relying on the flashlight in James's hand, and aimed at the man who was back to them, motionless.
"Lance!" Coulson lowered his voice, his face angry and puzzled, obviously not understanding why his partner rushed out so early. ◆ ● Bayi? Chinese? Web www.81zw.com ▼
James ignored Curson's dissatisfaction. Grab the current? James doesn't feel that he and Coulson have enough psychological endurance to witness a feeding scene of a bottom creature!
"Turn around! Let me see your face!" James kept his posture, trying to calm his voice. The son of General Lance was nervous. why? Because James and the alien have already had a 'fight'. The last moment was still a passerby seeking help and hitchhiking on the side of the road, and the next moment became a 'beast'! The reason why this 'beast' did not take away James's life is that it doesn't like bones!
James doesn't pin his hopes on every stranger he meets has the same quirks as Kim. He pins his hopes on the gun in his hand!
"Do what I said! Otherwise I shot!" James ordered the motionless man again, threatened.
"It's him! It's him! It's him!"
This sudden nervous voice! It's that tramp!
The vagrant's dirty face protruded from the dark alley, excited ... I said, this is a guy with nerve problems! The tramp pointed at the guy in the trench coat and yelled, "It's him! He is wearing the same trench coat! Look! Those blood stains! Doug's blood!"
Although Coulson didn't like this homeless man with mental problems, and 80% of his words could not be used as evidence, but Coulson was reminded to see the mottled black mark on the trench coat! This is the death certificate! Coulson was relieved, and his partner seemed to notice this!
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"Do what he said!" Coulson's tone rose, "Extend your hand and turn around!" The two detectives exchanged glances while approaching the criminal, "I counted three! One, two, three……"
red. Even under the dim light, James can still see the guy who suddenly turned his body, the red mans in his eyes drew two red lines in the night sky!
"What stuff ..." Coulson's words in a moment of surprise were not finished, and James's call interrupted him!
"Don't look in his eyes!"
The beam of the flashlight held by James was shaken, and his brain became tense for a moment! Red eyes! The only thing he knew with red eyes was the enchanting pupil of the vampire! He didn't know if the red was the same thing. He lowered his head and tightened his finger on the trigger!
Gunshots rang in the streets after midnight! James fired, and the actions driven by instinctive fear did not work!
The rancid smell rushed towards James! In the lower vision of the son of the general, a vague figure was rushing towards him!
The buzzing air burst sounded, and the electromagnetic burst suddenly came from Detective Coulson who didn't know what happened! Coulson's eyes rolled up in convulsions throughout his body! The body is like a boneless monkey, so soft it is on the ground! Coulson was attacked from behind!
"What are you doing! Point your knees!"
Not knowing where the roar came from, James was pulled out of fear!
knee!
James's arm moved down quickly, his fingers snapped, and the bright red spark burst from the muzzle! In James's sight, the person who rushed at him lost his balance in a gunshot, and the blood-stained trench coat ran into James with a rotten odor!
"Get out! Man!" James' shoulders squeezed to the side! James, who did not respond, only saw a pair of brown pointed leather boots in the process of an imbalanced body!
The 'man' who fell to the ground, wriggled on the ground, was dragged behind him by the left leg of James's roaring strangely, 'his' body was propped up under the windbreaker, his dry hissing from grinning to ear Out of the blood!
The stranger who appeared suddenly opened the brown leather coat, took a square silver wine bottle from his waist, unscrewed the mouth, and spilled it on the ground creatures!
The steaming white mist immediately wrapped around the other party, like the sound of a red iron being thrown into cold water filled the silent streets!
The stranger turned and looked at the stunned James. The sturdy silhouette and the Bo1otie on the neckline showed that this was a federal aboriginal—Indian:
Sorry man! When you woke up , My head will hurt! "
The blue light on the stun gun in the stranger's hands flashed in front of James' eyes. James felt a tingling in his shoulder, and then there was spasm all over his body! A moment later, James lost consciousness.
When James woke up, it was already the next morning and he and Coulson were paralyzed in their cars. James resisted the headache that seemed to burst, and pulled out his gun. The disappearing bullet proved that last night's thing was not a dream!
A moment later, the phone of Zach ’s office in Grand House rang, and Zach smiled and sent another guest to make an appointment.
"James!" Zac said with joy: "I haven't heard your voice in a few days. Is everything going well?"
"No!" James on the phone seemed unhappy and was not interested in talking nonsense with Zac: "We need to talk!"
"What's wrong, Detective Lance, are you in trouble?" Zach looked at the pushed offices, and Alice looked at the vampire with a sad face.
Zac motioned to Alice to go out first and hold the microphone: "Now I don't have time. If you meet someone who can't solve it, you can ask Anthony."
"Humph!" James snorted over the phone: "No need to trouble the mayor! I just morally remind you that a hunter has appeared in Barton City!"
Zac listened to the hang-up sound from the receiver, frowned, and hung up the phone. The vampire has long thought that the guys who will come because of rumors are not only aliens, but also hunters who kill aliens!