The Devil’s Cage Chapter 49: Purpose

After the loud noise, the blood rain fell from the sky, and crackle and rattle hit the hard ground.

The fear in the bloodline of Smith made him instinctively take a step to the side, opened the way for Kieran, Kieran walked, walked past Laglan and stepped into the hotel lobby.

tà tà tà.

The sound of footsteps gradually went to the second floor, and the innkeeper seemed to wake up like a dream.

"Has this guy reached this level?"

The hotel owner murmured to himself.

This kind of self-talk is naturally concealed by Smith who is on the side.

Smith is stunned.

What is this guy who has reached this level?

Is there anyone else who can do the same thing?

The non-stupid half-blood immediately thought of more possibilities from this sentence.

"Demon Hunter?"

Smith looked up into the distance, and the bodies of thousands of monsters were densely packed and stacked there, involuntarily, Smith clenched his fists.

At the moment, in the heart of Smith, the images of the bursts of thousands of heads are constantly being played back, and with this image, the image of Kieran is once again infinitely elevated by Smith.

From the original simple gratitude and awe, there is more awe.

The original arrogance of Smith heart for his talent disappeared at this moment.

The rest is just catching up!

Catch up with Kieran as the goal!

He wants to be Demon Hunter like Kieran.

At this time, there is another person holding this idea: Mill.

Plop!

Silently so frozen on the street, a youngster in Special Task Force suddenly fell to the ground, both for fear and escape.

The mentally tense relaxation makes him unable to control his body freely.

However, no one laughed at him.

Because many people are like this.

Even Will and Mill are no exceptions.

The consultant girl was breathing heavily, holding the side wall.

She looked almost subconsciously from the monster's body to the small hotel behind her.

The horror is slowly fading away from the advisory girl’s verdant eyes. The rest is a burning sensation. She understands the meaning of Kieran’s words, but this does not mean that she will give up.

Or.........

She is more motivated.

Unlike the rumor story, she has a more direct impression of Demon Hunter.

Nothing much to say to her grandfather, Mill heart secretly made up her mind, because she knew that if she told her grandfather her plans, Will would never agree, and even restrict her personal freedom.

Will is far more stubborn than it seems.

But the inner stubbornness still cannot prevent Will from resisting the overturned heart at this moment.

He knows that Kieran is very strong.

But what I did not expect was that it was so strong.

"Compared to those legendary Demon Hunter, right?"

Will guessed.

Then the Special Task Force team leader responded quickly.

Looking at the team members who faced the rest of the robbery for the rest of his life, he shouted loudly: "All of them, divided into three groups, a group of vigilance, a group of cleaning the battlefield, a group of rest."

Special Task Force members immediately acted upon orders.

Watching the busy action team member Laglan carrying his axe back to his hotel, Smith also did not mean to participate in it.

For Special Task Force, Smith is extremely stubborn.

Laglan sees such prejudice, but has no idea of ​​persuasion because he knows some darker facts.

Special Task Force members are undoubtedly worthy of respect.

It can even be said that without their perseverance at night, there would be no Adarsh the next day’s sun.

However, the person who commands the members of Special Task Force may not be brilliant.

Of course, this person does not mean Will.

"Remember to take some charcoal in the backyard after the shower to the lobby and room."

The hotel owner said to Smith.

"Understood."

Smith nodded.

Charcoal can effectively absorb **** smell, which is much better than air freshener.

When Smith moved the charcoal, the innkeeper who had been rushing to wash did not rest. He opened the surveillance hidden behind the wine cabinet.

This is something he paid a lot of money to follow.

It's also his proud workmanship.

Compared to the Demon Hunter headquarters, Mystic is more recommended. He believes that the combination of this technology with Mystic is more practical.

Unfortunately, none of the old and stubborn headquarters has accepted this statement.

Monitoring one after another, when the hotel owner sees the picture displayed on the screen, the hotel owner’s face changes.

Quickly, the innkeeper rushed upstairs.

When clear and powerful footsteps came, Kieran opened the room door.

"Some things, I think you need to take a look."

The innkeeper looked at Kieran out of the room and said directly.

Without redundant words, Kieran followed behind the hotel owner and returned to the display.

"Look here."

"Here."

"And here."

"All the houses are extremely tidy, and no more people are injured, and I don’t think those monsters are good citizens who abide by the law."

"So..."

"I think someone controls these monsters."

"And, this guy wants to start a war!"

The hotel owner turned his camera while turning his head to look at Kieran, with a tone of unprecedented seriousness.

And Kieran is still cold and expressionless, and has not changed at all because of the inference of the hotel owner.

"You already knew?"

The hotel owner was shocked.

Kieran threw the brown paper bag to the hotel owner.

Without hesitation, the innkeeper pulled open the cowhide bag and took out the documents and photos and read them carefully.

"I knew what happened that year was not that simple."

"Hardy Lynn, it's really good to die."

"And Sloan Dell and Moore...hey."

The hotel owner muttered in a low voice, and the hotel owner sneered even more when he saw the words using human living experiments.

After watching everything, the hotel owner looked at Kieran again, with doubts in his eyes.

"You show me these, do you think what happened just now is related to the "Ogre incident"?"

"Or do you think the appearance of the monsters just now is the same as the so-called "Ogre"?"

"There are both related and unrelated."

Kieran said lightly~ What does IndoMTL.com~ mean? "

The innkeeper is increasingly puzzled.

"What is relevant is only itself, and there is no extension in other senses."

"The other party's real purpose?"

"It's just to tune the tiger away from the mountain."

"Of course, it would be better if there were additional gains."

As soon as Kieran's words fell, the phone on the side rang.

dīng líng líng!

The innkeeper picked up the phone.

The next moment, the other party was surprised.

"What?"

"Webster is dead?!"